Adjusting To Boatyard Life
It’s a long long time since I spent time in a boatyard, they’re unique places, their location, their atmosphere. Weir Quay already feels unique, the location is beautiful, the atmosphere is laid back and friendly, it’s a nice place to be.
That said these last few days have been hard, we’re living in two separate boats until the beams can be lifted in next Wednesday, the weather hasn’t been brilliant and just getting organised so that we could live aboard in reasonable comfort and actually get started working toward the launch seems to have taken ages.
I’m incredibly proud of Gail for the way she’s thrown herself into organising things whilst at the same time adapting to what for her is a completely alien environment. She’s kept a level head even when I’ve started to get wound up with frustration because I can’t find anything and the rain has come on again and I feel like I’m not making any progress.
If I’m honest I underestimated how long it would take to get sorted and settled. Today is the first day I’ve actually done any work on the boat and that’s been limited by the rain. It pains me to see my boat looking more like a gypsy encampment than the beautiful sailing machine I know she is.
On that subject here’s a heads up for those friends and family planning to come visit next weekend. Right now it seems unlikely that ‘Gleda’ will be on the water by then. She should be assembled with decks and pod in place, we may even have the masts up but that’s a long shot. In other words if you’re expecting a ‘champagne on the bows as she slides down the slipway’ event please don’t, you’ll be disappointed.
If I’ve learned anything building this boat it’s that you can only do what you can do and piling on too much pressure isn’t helpful.
We still want next weekend to be a celebration of what’s been accomplished so far. We’re living aboard our new home, we’re on the coast, we’re nearly finished, we’d like to celebrate.
I’ll keep you updated.