Thursday, May 31, 2012

One Step Forward, Three Back

Sailcraft Boatyard, Oriental, NC
35 01.97 N 076 41.11 W

Well, with our work complete, we splashed Tarwathie this morning.  Our intent was to sail as far north as possible today, and attempt to put to sea Friday Night at the Chesapeake Bay.  A weather window from Friday night to Monday noon would just about get us to NYC by Monday.  

But those plans had to be abandoned.  After splash, the first item was to check for water leaks around the shaft log and dynaplate where we had done work.   No leaks, so far so good.  Next, we started the engine and checked for leaks were Dave and I had cleaned the heat exchanger and replaced some of the water hoses.  ALARM: looking below, I could see water streaming from the end caps on both ends of our head exchanger.  SHUT IT DOWN!

So now Tarwathie is temporarily rafted with another boat in the canal at the boatyard.  I took apart the end caps and inspected the area.   The aluminum water jacket is corroded and pitted so badly, that the rubber O-rings could not seal the gap.  I tried putting some Life Caulk in there.  Still leaks.

Consultation with Daryl at the boatyard gave me the bad news.  There were several temporary emergency fixes we might try, but they would all cause bigger trouble in the future.  The only real solution was to replace that water jacket. 

A call to Beta Marine, confirmed that they had the parts, but that the cost was $1219!   We have to buy a complete new assembly, jacket, heat exchanger, and end caps.

Triple ouch.  We thought that we had accomplished this haul out and projects with a very modest bill of $564.  But now we are into major hit territory.  

We have to wait until Friday afternoon for a new gasket for the jacket to arrive.  That means we'll definitely miss the weather window for NYC.

Oh well, it accomplishes nothing to get upset over things like this.  Stuff happens and some of those things are expensive.   

I'll have to think back to my maintenance history to see how much my lack of skill or attention contributed to the problem.  The heat exchanger and end caps are brass and the jacket is aluminum -- dissimilar metals seemingly begging for trouble.  They depend on the rubber O rings to not only seal leaks but also to prevent metal-to-metal contact.   It seems like a delicate design to me escalating the consequences of a slight misplacement of one of those rings to something very serious.  

The owner's manual says that I should be able to clean the heat exchanger myself, but I wonder now if that's wise.  A certified Beta mechanic would not make that mistake.

What else could Beta owners do?  They could coat the edges of the end caps with anti-seize (anti-galling) compound to prevent galvanic corrosion between aluminum and brass.



Wednesday, May 30, 2012

The Rescue of The John R. Noyes

Sailcraft Boatyard, Oriental, NC
35 01.97 N 076 41.11 W

I depart here from my normal blogging style to repeat verbatim one of the most amazing boating stories I ever heard.  I found it here. Charlotte, NY is on Lake Ontario.


U.S. Coast Guard Awards

George N. Gray
Frank B. Chapman
W. Vernon Downing
Charles Eastwood
Mial E. Eggleston
George E. Henderson
Ira S. Palmer
Delbert Rose
Lester D. Seymour

Awarded 3 January 1903

In recognition of their gallant conduct in effecting the rescue on 15 December 1902 of four men and one woman from the wreck of the schooner John R. Noyes, the crew of the life-saving station at Charlotte, NY received the Gold Lifesaving Medal. Those awarded included Keeper George N. Gray and Surfmen Frank B. Chapman, W. Vernon Downing, Charles Eastwood, Mial E. Eggleston, George E. Henderson, Ira S. Palmer, Delbert Rose, and Lester D. Seymour.
The circumstances of the case were as follows. About 5:30 PM on 14 December 1902, the train master of the New York Central Railroad at Charlotte, NY received a telegram requesting him to notify Keeper Gray that a vessel showing signals of distress lay at anchor about 3 miles off Lakeside, 23 miles from Charlotte. Upon receipt of the information, the keeper instantly prepared to go to her relief.
The harbor tug was frozen in the ice upriver and could not tow the surfboat to the scene. While trying to pull 23 miles against a head sea on a winter night would have been both useless and foolhardy. The keeper, therefore, resolved to proceed by rail to Lakeside and thence, if possible, to reach the vessel. He promptly secured orders for a special train at Windsor Beach and a gang of shovelers went to work breaking out two flat cars standing on a siding. Due to the deep snow and other obstructions, it was nearly two hours before the life-saving crew could get to the depot with the wagon carrying a surfboat. It would be an hour more before the train was ready.
Before leaving the station the keeper sent a telegram to the keeper of the Oswego Station. He requested him to dispatch a tug in search of the craft in order to save her. He also telegraphed Lakeside for teams to be in readiness for his use at that point. The special train was delayed by a freight train and Lakeside was not reached until 9:35 PM. From there the condition of the roads proved so unfavorable that sleds were necessary to transport the apparatus to the shore.
The journey of 4 miles was extremely difficult. There were great snowdrifts, at least 6 feet deep, obstructing progress. There were also very considerable stretches swept bare, over which it was impossible for four horses to drag the sleds. The crew was frequently compelled to assist in hauling them. At 11:30 PM the shore was gained and while the boat was being removed from the sleds. With the hope that it might encourage the distressed vessel’s crew, the keeper proceeded to a bluff and burned a red Coston signal. Before embarking, he also obtained as good an idea of her position as he could get.
Launching the boat, the crew pulled outside into the heavy sea. The weather, however, was bitter cold. The air was so thick with vapor that the keeper, after going about a mile, found it impossible to see a dozen yards ahead. Nevertheless, he kept on by compass until about 3:00 AM. For three and one-half hours they fruitlessly continued the search, burning several Coston signals. Finally, with the bewilderment so disheartening, he felt compelled to wait for daylight and ordered the boat ashore. At his request the people of the vicinity built a large bonfire, which it was hoped might possibly be seen from the vessel. All hands were permitted to lie down for 90 minutes. After breakfast the keeper sent the entire crew along the cliffs in order to sight the vessel, if possible, after daybreak. No signs of her, however, were discovered. Leaving a man on shore with instructions to ascend to the top of a windmill and signal which way the boat should go, again he launched the surfboat.
As soon as the lookout reached the top of the mill, he discovered the schooner in the distance. Upon his signal the keeper put back into the beach. He then spotted the vessel with the aid of marine glasses. Taking note of her bearings by the compass, he again launched. Having the wind astern, the boat soon made a distance of 10 miles off shore when the wind came brisk from the east. This compelled him to proceed in the dangerous trough of the combing waves. The weather was so cold that the spray rapidly covered the boat and its occupants with ice. The conditions then constantly grew more difficult and when the boat reached the wreck at 11:30 AM, 20 miles off shore, the wind was blowing very hard and the sea was running high.
The vessel and her crew were in a most pitiful condition. She had lost her sails, yawl boat, and both anchors, had her cabin smashed in. She was leaking fast and was heavily encumbered with ice. She was simply a helpless wreck, drifting about at the mercy of the storm. All on board were suffering from exposure for more than fifty hours and from lack of food for upward of thirty-six hours. They had lost hope, bidden one another goodbye, and were lying on the deck benumbed. Some were hysterical. In a little while all would have perished.
Having wrapped the woman in the keeper’s overcoat and provided her with mittens, the lifesavers managed to place all hands safely into the surfboat. As nothing could be done to save the wreck, the keeper pushed off quickly with a view of gaining the land before darkness should shut down. All were worn out and the return trip lay in the trough of the sea. This made it necessary to head the boat up to the breakers, whereby her progress was much impeded. A little assistance was rendered at the oars by some of the shipwrecked men when they were sufficiently recovered. After an extremely trying experience the shore was reached about 4:30 PM a mile and a half from the launching place.
On account of the accumulation of ice, however, the boat could not land. The crew was compelled to carry the rescued persons ashore, through the water and ice, on their shoulders. Then they pulled farther down, where horses dragged the boat ashore. After partaking of a warm supper, the crew proceeded with the boat to Lakeside and thence, by train, to Windsor Beach. They arrived at the starting point about 9:30 PM on 15 December. Having been engaged in this extremely hazardous enterprise more than a day and a night with little sleep, they were under oars from 11:30 PM of the 14th to 4:30 PM. of the 15th with the exception of about two hours. They pulled in a heavy seaway nearly or quite 60 miles and all were more or less frostbitten. Grave apprehensions existed on shore lest they be lost. Preparations were, in fact, made to send out a rescue party if necessary. Throughout all these trying circumstances they nobly bore their part.

Tuesday, May 29, 2012

Ship Shape & Ready

Sailcraft Boatyard, Oriental, NC
35 01.97 N 076 41.11 W

Well, we worked very hard.  We even had help.  Dave came down from Zebulon twice to help us for a day.  He says he's grateful for the lessons on marine systems maintenance.   We say we're grateful to see Dave (as always), but also for two days slave labor.

We also had help from Daryl, the boatyard mechanic.  He had just the right expertise and just the right tools twice.

So now, the work is done and we're ready to splash.  The only trouble is that Tropical Storm Beryl will be here in the morning.  Not a nice day to be out.  Therefore, we'll sit and do nothing another day.

So, what did we accomplish?

  1. Scraped, sanded, and painted the bottom. First time sincer September 2009, she needed it.
  2. Libby retouched all the scrapes and dock rash we accumulated over the years.  The paint is not a perfect match, but she looks much better.

  3. Removed the shaft log and replaced the cutlass bearing.  Now hopefully, the last remnants of vibrations left from years with our Max Prop will be gone.

  4. Re-installed the bobbin and shaft saver so that the properller spacing in the  aperture is about perfect.

  5. I gave up on the cone-shaped prop nut and zinc.  I retrieved the old prop nut from the Max Prop.  It screws on fine and I have a safety pin in it to prevent it from falling off.  No more worry about that.

  6. I pulled the shaft log and re-bedded it a second time because I wasn't satisfied with the friction we had turning the shaft in neutral.  Now, after the 2nd time, it turns much easier so I did make an improvement.

  7. We installed new boomkin tangs that I had bought from Bud Taplin.  Those are extremely critical parts.  If they break at sea with a strong wind behind you, dismasting will result.  It happened to three W32s in the past three years, so it is a matter of great concern for all Westsailors.

  8. We removed and cleaned the heat exchanger.  I tried and failed last year to get the end cap off.  Daryl from the boatyard was more clever than I.  He showed me how to do it.

  9. We tried to install a new high-rise exhaust header that I bought from Bud Taplin.  Without the high-rise there is a slight chance of having water back up into the engine if the boat is heeled at extreme angles (really extreme).  However we failed, and had to put the original header back in.  The problem is that the new header blocked the space where cooling water leaves the heat exchanger.  I'll need a 90 degree rubber elbow to make a sharp turn.  I'll retry that installation after finding the elbow.

  10. We compounded, waxed and buffed the hull topsides.
Like I said, being in a boat yard makes for very hard work days for us spoiled cruisers.  Now howeve, with the hard work done, we get the satisfaction of sitting back with a cool drink and saying sigh.

Ship shape and ready to splash.

Sunday, May 27, 2012

Yard Work

Starcraft Boatyard, Oriental NC
35 N 71 W

I haven't kept up with blogging.  Too busy working.  Cruisers really prove the saying, "work-work play-play"   We play almost all the time and we really have fun.  However, when the boat is up on the hard in a dusty, hot boatyard, the priories are flipped.  We just want to finish our jobs and get out of here.   That makes for 12 hour days, working one's butt off.

It also shows up our aging bodies.  Never before has this boatyard work seemed so hard and so exhausting.  I'm afraid that we may graduate into the mode of paying expensive laborers to do the work for us.

On Friday Libby fell off the ladder.  Not far, only about 3 feet.  She wasn't hurt, but it demonstrates the point about our aging bodies. She said that it wasn't so much exhaustion, but rather the oppressive heat.

My plan is to let a mechanic do some work on the engine Tuesday, and splash on Wednesday AM.  However, that plan may have to bend because Tropical Storm Beryl will be over us on Wednesday.

The pictures below show the before and after views of Tarwathie's bottom.  We use ablative paint, and each successive coat gets a different color.  That way we can see how much the paint is worn by looking at the color.  The most recent paint was red, and under that is blue.  In the top picture (sorry for fuzzy focus) you can see where blue is showing through.

I screwed up on paint selection.  The new paint should have been black, but I bought blue.  Too bad.  The bottom picture shows her after the first coat.   The blue smurf dressed in white is yours truly.

Sorry for the poor focus
 

p.s. Last night Richard and Penny from Viking Rose came over from nearby.  We had dinner together at the Toucan Grill.  That was a fun reunion.  We haven't seen those two in two years.  Bowing to the bad economy, Richard took a full time job in Atlanta to replenish their sailing kitty.  They moved there.  However, in Atlanta Penny has really discovered herself as an artist, in competitive art show circuits.  She's doing very well.


p.p.s. We also met two very nice new friends, Drake and Mo on the W42 Paragon. Drake has an interesting history.  He single handed 7 years on a W32, then he traded up to a W42.  He single handed that too and he's sailed about everywhere between Nova Scotia and Venezuela. Drake and Mo are planning to sail to Ireland next spring.  Good luck to them.  See their youtube channel.  Search for drakeparagon on youtube.

p.p.p.s. Libby likes this boatyard better than the one in Deltaville, VA.  I think it will be a regular stop for us in the future.


Thursday, May 24, 2012

Oriental public dock

See us on the web cam

www.towndock.net/harborcam
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