Wednesday, July 09, 2008

7/8/2008 by Melinda the Captain Ver. 2.0

We made it! We had a full day at Agattu Island. We pulled up in dreary drenchy fog eating turkey sandwiches and left in a clear blue sky starving. I have a sunburn! The island was full of grass, moss, smooth rocks, a shipwreck, Glaucous-winged Gulls, Tufted Puffins and sea weed. We immediately went our separate ways once we touched shore: Mike in the kayak, Dad up the south side, Josh to the ship wreck, me to the north side.

It was really, really neat seeing nothing but rolling hills of grass and moss turning into teeny peaks of snow. It was sort of like Iceland, except less spongy and more birds. I expected bears too but they supposedly don't live there (just like there aren't any unexploded mines). I sat on top of the north side for a while, listening to waves and birds while eating Oreos, then the sun came out of no where and
clouds cleared.

I went beachcombing for some pretty rocks and succeeded while a Harbor Seal and Sea Otter stared at me. I saved a star fish's life too. There was an old ship wreck on the pretty-rock beach that seemed out of place. It was super duper rusty. We returned to the boat exhausted and Mike had a delicious supper already prepared. We ate a lot.

We left Agattu and could already see Attu in the distance. Dall's Porpoises came by just in time for sunset. ETA 3 hr 9 min.

The End.

7/8/2008 by Melinda the Captain

It's cold! Actually it warmed up for a degree this morning. The seas are comfy though. I did stretches and watched fog from the port bow while Bob poured diesel and Mike went bike-riding. What's strange is the ocean doesn't look blue anymore. It's black, most likely due to Bob throwing my coconut on the dinghy cusion, causing it (the coconut) to bounce into the water and cause a chemical reaction.

Then everyone sat and warmed up inside while Josh cooked shepherd's pie. It was delicious. We are out of canned tomatoes, but we have ketchup I guess. We are also out of "good" soup but I may be persnickety.

I showered and now I'm pretty cold. Josh did a lot of laundry and decorated the boat with his underpinnings. Yesterday we watched "On the Beach" twice. The first one was made in 1959, the second in 2003 or 2005. Everyone on the planet dies from radiation poisoning in the end. Moral of the movies: Stay in your submarine.

We also watched "1 Million Years BC" starring Raquel Welch and some cave mans (to lighten the mood). I lasted two minutes and went to bed and had extremely weird dreams.

The spinnaker is still up! Bob and Mike set it this morning with minor commotion similar to the scene in Monty Python when King Arthur and his buddies make a wooden rabbit in the woods.

[edit] The spinnaker has ripped! But it's okay because we have two more.

The End.

Tuesday, July 08, 2008

Day 25 (Monday, July 7, 2008) by Mike

Sailing with Dummies (Hawaii to Alaska Edition)

The sea was calm most of the morning. We motored until midmorning when I put out the gennaker. Around noon, Bob and I decided to get the spinnaker out of the hold and straighten out the tangled ropes on it. Once we had it sorted out we noticed that the weather looked good for spinnakering. So we put it up. Just like that. We put up the spinnaker in one try. Nothing tangled, no problems … we just put it up and then we went fast.

We kept going fast throughout the afternoon and on into the evening. The waves were small, the ride was smooth, and we were moving! It was smooth enough sailing that Bob poured diesel from 5-gallon jugs into our big tanks. There was bicycling, there was the washing of clothes, there was cooking, and everyone was in good cheer. The spinnaker continued to fly and pulled the boat right along.

We decided to keep the spinnaker up overnight and I decided to go to bed. Bob joked that he would roust me out of a deep sleep in the middle of the night when the wind changed, to take down the spinnaker. I took a steaming hot shower (it was nice). Then I headed to bed, got situated under the covers, and started reading. This kind of sailing is hard to beat.

After about 15 minutes of relaxing reading, Melinda yelled down “Mike, I think we might need you.” Right. Of course, I didn’t believe her. But I should have. I yelled back “are you joking?” No answer. I closed my eyes and waited.

Soon she poked her head down and announced “yes, we need you.” So I began the process of putting on a couple of layers of clothes, expecting to take down the spinnaker due to changed winds. The spinnaker is in a sock so it should be easy to take down. When I got outside I saw the spinnaker dragging along the side of the boat, half in the water and half out. It had torn all the way down the front edge.

The spinnaker retrieval process took 15-20 minutes, after which I was soaked with salt water. Cold salt water. I stripped the wet stuff off and headed back to the shower. The shower produced approximately 30 seconds of lukewarm water, enough to get properly lather up, before it turned frigid. It sure takes a long time to get soap off when the water’s freezing.

Shivering and mostly dry, I made my way to my 51-degree bedroom and crawled under the pile of covers with two layers on. I read for a couple of hours and my feet never did get warm.

How’s the weather in Oklahoma?

Temperature report:

Bedroom: 51 degrees

Upstairs: 58 degrees

Outside: 48 degrees

Daily Cuisine:

Josh made a very nice shepherd’s pie this afternoon. It was perfect for a grey, chilly afternoon.

Fishing Report:

The fishing stinks! (no bites)

Arts and Entertainment:

More piano playing and a few movies.

Monday, July 07, 2008

Day 24 (Sunday, July 6, 2008) by Mike

Sailing with Dummies (Hawaii to Alaska Edition)

Nothing broke today!

We motored during the early morning hours. Then the wind came up and we went fast for most of the day. Then we motored into the night. Blah, blah, blah. Nothing much interesting today. Did I mention that it’s cold here?

Temperature report:

Now, just looking at the numbers, it may not seem that frigid. And it’s not bad, when a person stays physically active. However, it’s difficult to stay physically active all day. Especially on a boat.

When you sit reading a book in a 61-degree room, several warm layers are required to keep from shivering. And reading in a 51-degree bedroom is almost impossible without getting chilled “to the bone.” Finally, after getting chilled “to the bone,” there is nowhere on the boat to go to warm up. Now you can see why I insist on whining about temperature. How is it in Oklahoma?

Bedroom: 50 degrees

Upstairs: 58 degrees

Outside: 48 degrees

Daily Cuisine:

Not a noteworthy day for eating either. Croissants, oatmeal cookies, brownies, bologna sandwich, eggs, grits, iced-tea were amongst today’s fares.

Fishing Report:

Another no-bite day.

Arts and Entertainment:

The piano has been played more the past few days. I’m not sure if it’s to entertain or to warm up.

I Have No Idea What Day It Is by Melinda the Captain

We're sailing! We are nearly at 47 degrees North and it's getting chillier. Yesterday the whole crew had a bunch of fun. The thingiwhopper that holds the front sail-a-ma-jig broke off and bent some tough-looking metal-thang. This meant that Mike got to play in the dinghy for a few hours in some neat swells. This also meant that Bob got to play in the very front left hold that was once waterproof before he touched it (he hid some hammers in it too).

They both had a glue and bolt party but it got kind of out of hand at one point and Mike threw glue in the ocean. So Josh and I called the party off and got everything back to normal (including the retrieval of the hidden hammers) and we went on our way. (Bob and Mike can be just plain silly sometimes.)

It was pretty cold yesterday so I cooked Roman chicken and roasted potatoes, teriyaki stir-fry, and brownies. It was pretty steamy when I was done. We watched a Star Trek movie last night in an attempt to give Josh some culture. We have 8 more left to go. Or maybe 9?

Today I made grits and decided that I don't like them too much. Josh made eggs and I decided that I like over-easy the best. It seems that tensions are rising among some of the crew with a serious matter involving Uno. Stinkin' cheats.

The End.

Sunday, July 06, 2008

Blog Editor Speaks

Dear readers,

I've assumed the editorship of this blog. Please note the following changes:
  1. The front page now lists the last 10 posts by the crew of The Minnow.
  2. Adjust the collapsible archives on the left sidebar by clicking on the arrow to the left of each year/month.
  3. Many sentences sent from The Minnow contained extra line-breaks, those were removed.
  4. The titles of each post for 2008 have been fixed to contain meaningful information; the blog should be easier to read now.
Sincerely,

Editor George

Day 23 (Saturday, July 5, 2008) by Mike

Sailing with Dummies (Hawaii to Alaska Edition)

This morning we started motoring into a light headwind. Around 6:30a (Alaska time?) the wind shifted and strengthened so I turned off the motor and we started sailing. Around 8:30a the front sail started flapping too much.

One of the cables that holds the front of our bowsprit (jousting pole) in place was flopping around loose. I turned away from the wind and took as much pressure off the sail as possible, since it was really stressing some things on the front of the boat. It turned out that the metal connector (pad-eye) that holds the end of the cable had broken.

I proceeded to wake Bob up and invited him to join me in taking down the gennaker (big front sail). He did and we did. After it was down, we shored up the front end with ropes and went back inside (it’s COLD outside) and discussed our options.

Our first thoughts were that it would be weeks to get a replacement pad-eye. Another complication was that the nuts on the back of the four pad-eye bolts are located inside a watertight, sealed safety-compartment. If we needed to get to the nuts it would require cutting an access hole in the watertight compartment to get to it.

After warming up some, and exploring our options, we discovered that we had an extra pad-eye on the back of the boat that was not being used. We explored some options and decided to have at it, since the waves were small. We removed the rear pad-eye and gathered tools. I went forward in the dinghy, and Bob descended into our front hold. We rousted Melinda and Josh for the fun and around five hours later it was fixed. Good as new.

After all that, the wind had died again and we motored on.

Temperature report:

Bedroom: 53 degrees

Upstairs: 61 degrees

Outside: 49 degrees

Daily Cuisine:

Bacon, eggs, oatmeal for breakfast. A chicken and veggie dish (thanks Melinda) to warm up after the repairs. Junk food after that.

Fishing Report:

No bites, no action. But to be fair, the poles weren’t in the water very long.

Arts and Entertainment:

More piano playing and a few movies.

A-day - 3, Sunday, July 6, by Bob

I am sitting at the computer, Mike is sleeping, Melinda is playing the piano, and Josh is outdoors playing. We are 45°04N 175°15E, 444 miles south of Agattu. It's an hour before sunset. Water temperature is 49. Outside air temperature is 49. Inside air temperature is a balmy 68F. We are motoring into an 8-9 knot wind. No fish today. There are a lot of birds out here, though -- albatross, petrels, penguins, etc.

Agattu is an island a few miles southeast of Attu. Attu is the westernmost of the Aleutian Islands. We are ultimately headed for Attu, but we plan to make a stop at Aggatu since it's on the way.

This morning I was enjoying myself in an excellent dream when Mike came in and said we needed to make some repairs. I hoped it wouldn't take long so I could return to my dream.

Our boat has a jousting pole that sticks out about 6 feet in front. It's a thick aluminum pole that holds the bottom of the gennaker, the big front sail. The jousting pole, a.k.a bowsprit (I think), is held onto the boat by a couple of large cables reaching from the front, center down at an angle to each hull. There is a "stay," another long cable or pole or something that goes from the bowsprit up to the top of the mast. This helps hold the mast up, and it holds up the bowsprit.

One of the cables that holds the bowsprit broke loose. The bowsprit was flopping around a little. Luckily we weren't in much wind when it happened, or it could have done some more damage. We tied off the bowsprit to a cleat, and took down the gennaker. This was a moderately big job, but not as hard as putting it down in the hold through the 23" square opening. But we did it. We were talking about taking the boat in that condition for some weeks.

A padeye is a metal plate with half a metal ring sticking out at a perpendicular plane. It's used to tie stuff to. A big padeye was used on the hull to hold the cable to the bowsprit. The semicircle ring broke and bent, turning loose the cable. We eventually figured out that there are other padeyes like the broken on the boat. We took one off the back of the boat. Then we started work on the front. The broken padeye was held on by 4 large 17mm bolts. These bolts have allen heads.

The Minnow has watertight compartments in the front bottom of the boat (and other places). That way if we hit something in the water, we won't sink. Also, if the rest of the boat floods, these watertight compartments should keep the boat afloat, although we have not tested it yet. The Titanic had a similar design.

The back ends of the padeye bolts are inside the watertight compartment. So we cut a hole in it so we could take off the old padeye and put in a new one. The watertight compartment is about 6 feet high. We cut a hold big enough for an arm to go through comfortably, but not an arm and a flashlight at the same time.

The padeye bolts were a couple of feet below the top of the watertight compartment, so it was fairly easy to reach them. But somehow a couple of hammers ended up at the bottom of the watertight compartment. It was not possible to reach them. I cannot figure out how this happened, because I was the only one working there and I certainly could not have done anything that stupid.

While I was thrashing around with hammers, jigsaws, drills, and 17mm nuts, Mike was out in the dinghy trying to get an allen wrench into the heads of the bolts while bouncing up and down in 3-4 foot waves. He only stripped one of the bolt heads, and he only lost one set of allen wrenches despite having them tied to himself. That's pretty good for him even on dry land.

Josh and Melinda were in on the action too, but with a notable absence of the notably stupid moves to which Mike and I are accustomed. I don't even think they lost a single tool.

Eventually we got it all back together, attached the cable to the jousting pole, got the sail back out of the hold, and got the sail up. But not after some slightly creative rope routing on my part. Then I spent a lot of time trying to get the hammers. It's not that we particularly needed the hammers, but the principle of the thing. It is highly irritating to see something a few feet away
and not be able to get it.

Josh spent a little while at it and got both hammers. He cheated, though. He used his brain. Now, all I have to do is remember to seal the watertight compartment before we hit a rock or an iceberg. And now, I cannot remember what my dream was about.

Saturday, July 05, 2008

Day 22 (Friday, July 4, 2008) by Mike

Sailing with Dummies (Hawaii to Alaska Edition)

Happy fourth! To celebrate I smoked a cigar in 54 degrees and wind.

We went fast today. I didn’t keep track but I suspect that we averaged more than 8 knots. We spent a lot of the day at 10 and 11 knots.

Temperature report:

Bedroom: 57 degrees

Upstairs: 65 degrees

Outside: 54 degrees

Daily Cuisine:

The day began with oatmeal for me. Josh made some zesty pasta for mid- afternoon eating.

Fishing Report:

When bringing the lines in for the night I noticed that one of the poles had all the line run out on it. That’s the closest we got to a fish today. There were lots of albatross following the fishing lures today.

Arts and Entertainment:

Today I played a Beethoven piano sonata. It’s a great way to stay warm.

7/5/2008 by Melinda the Captain

I am disappointed to report that we have been living a lie.

We have NOT crossed the International Date Line twice so today is NOT Independent's Day but Bob will continue pretending it is. He changed the ship clocks to Attu time. It's getting a little colder so I baked another cake and made pudding yesterday. Everyone read books too. We had a very very pretty sunset as a front moved in. Then the wind died and we watched a bad football movie. Moral of the movie: don't play football. We also watched "My Fair Lady" much to Josh's delight. Moral of the movie: don't lose your shoes.

Three of the crew had very warm showers this morning. Now we're cracking windows to let some moisture out. Today Bob fell under my bunk which was fun. He found the source of the diesel smell and I plugged a rag in it. I also found the source of Nilla Wafers, Chips Ahoy chocolate chip cookies, and Ritz whole wheat crackers. Josh is currently battling the waves to make spaghetti which is fun too. It feels like winter outside so we listened to Christmas carols yesterday.

The end