Well Done

 

It’s done. The boats are out of the basement. A great evening, good friends, good food.
Sent by phone from the backyard. More soon

 

Barry

 

 

Names

 

(to start of project)

Got the raggedy stems trimmed and sanded finally, which made Terri very happy. Had been saving that until I could see how tall the bow chocks would be and get a feel for proportions. The Rudder rods were cut, too,  so I could finally try out the Tillers. This critical testing process required a pleasant half hour of sitting in the boats daydreaming. They work quite well.

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Floored

Floorboards ready for varnish 

 

(to start of project)

Wow. That was hard.

Several people told me that this part was going to be a challenge. They were right.

The problem is there are no straight lines. Geometry – even tape measures – are of no use whatsoever. A terribly complex, odd shaped, 3D object has to fit snugly into another very complex, odd shaped, 3D object, and there’s just no easy way to accomplish that.

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Christmas in August

It’s Winter in the Southern Hemisphere. It hasn’t snowed in Wellington, New Zealand, for 30 years. The average age of a New Zeallander is 26. So that was before most of the current population was alive.

It did today, just a few hours ago.

Someone caught it on film rather nicely.

 

 

199

No, not bottles of beer on the wall.

Pounds.

That’s how much the boats weigh now. Just the hulls with floorboards inside – no rudders or centerboards or other furnishings. No real effort was made to keep them light, but I hoped they would come in under 200 pounds each, and they did, just.

Don’t think I’ll be toting them up over a shoulder like before:

 

 

 

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Words define our world, and how we see it. And if we see it.

Recent research is showing that, in some areas of thought, when we don’t have a word for something it becomes invisible to us. So what is clear to people of one culture, who have a word for a thing, is obscure or nonexistent to another that does not. If a tree falls in the woods, and we don’t have a word for it . . . ? How about how you feel today emotionally? How much does that alter what you see? Turns out, a lot.

Short article here:

 

http://www.petapixel.com/2011/08/12/do-people-always-see-the-same-things-when…

(sorry, looks like the video has been removed. 11/11/11)

 

 

 

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