I can’t believe that this time last week ‘Gleda’ was still sitting in the yard. It’s been a strange week. It started with the stress and emotional high of watching ‘Gleda’ being craned into the mud (thank you so much for all the fantastic comments), and then just a few days later I found myself suffering from a kind of post natal depression as all the buzz and excitement died down, Gail left to complete her last two weeks of work, and I found myself alone onboard listening to the rain hammering on the coachroof and wondering how I was ever going to get the project finished.
The invoices for transport to the yard and cranage into the mud arrived within a few days of each other, scary quotes for the standing rigging pinged into the e-mail and the list of gear still needed keeps growing. I guess I thought the hard part was over but I should have known better. As always though it’s friends and family that picked me up, the thought of all the folks that came to the launch party along with the goodwill and energy they bought with them will be a source of fuel for my final drive to finish this project.
I’ve not been idle these past days though. I dug holes in the mud and got the rudders in place, although the bottom lashings will have to be done on the slip as I can’t do them under 6″ of muddy water. The engine boxes and wells are in position and I’ve got quite a lot of painting done. The standing rigging was ordered today for delivery early next week.
‘Gleda’ and I have been neaped for a week now but the tide has turned, I reckon she’ll float on Thursday, that’ll be good.