Careful what you wish for

Is that an overused cliché or not?  Thing is it often rings true. Spring days were cool, often chilly with chunks of rainy days broken up by a day or two of lovely weather; such a tease. Oh if only we had more days like this, we all lamented.  Then summer officially arrived and brought with her (at least in CT) four ideal days, the kind that makes you forget about all the crappy ones that came before. Still, we all said, when will summer truly arrive?  Well, how about on the Fourth of July?? As in 90 degrees-plus most days and even the breeze offers little relief.

This didn't last long today- thank goodness.

This didn’t last long today- thank goodness.

In a way I am glad we are hauled out living in a fiberglass thermal hot box sitting over heat loving black top, because at least we have one very cool spot with the life-saving portable AC unit. Today is day four of the reality show entitled Extreme Heat. Hey you know it’s too hot when: the chocolate inside your Peanut M&Ms is melted and the peanut is roasted, sitting and typing causes such over-exertion that sweat pours down inside your sundress, and finally, you refuse an offer of ice cream because even that won’t cool you down like standing in front of the blower fan on the AC will. Sigh.

We found some relief and a change of scenery under the hulls in the shade which was comfortable when a southerly breeze blew and the temps stayed a reasonable “less than 92”.

Lunch nook.  Oh you have "under the hulls seating?"  how nice.

Lunch nook. Oh you have “under the hulls seating?” how nice.

Not much relief in sight for the Maine Cat crew who arrive Monday morning, along with our surveyor. Look for me at the pool.

Old Fashioned Anchor Raising

Think I may have mentioned that we’d decided to replace our 250’ feet of poor quality anchor chain with 250’ of combo: 90’ of 5/16” G4 ACCO (good quality, made in the USA), chain spliced to 160’ of 5/8”, 8-strand plaited nylon rode (line is “rode” when attached to an anchor). Now what does one do with 250’ (at several hundred pounds) of chain, most of it rusted (did I mention that already?) beyond recognition? And how do you do it? We considered adding it to Davy Jones’ (LIS) Locker, however; we’d need to use it one last time before arriving at Cove Haven Marina in Barrington.  Our Deep River Brewer marina said they’d take it off our hands once we got it off the boat, so we figured Cove Haven would do the same.

On the appointed day the yard manager plopped a pallet under the anchor chute and told us the pile would be taken away to the big scrap yard in the sky. We’d lower the anchor first and detach it, then run out the chain onto the pallet. The chain would make one final run through the windlass, or would it? As the halfway point approached, the chain’s condition deteriorated with every passing few feet until it was so kinked up that special handling was needed to un-kink it. Near the end, it was a fused together mass of rusted chain.

Would you trust your boat to this scrap metal?

Would you trust your boat to this scrap metal?

We have higher hopes for the new chain, plus, with less of it, we can easily give it a fresh water rinse-off when it’s not going to be used for a few days or more.

Next step was to clean up the anchor locker which was bearing a strong resemblance to, say, Mr. Jones’ Locker? This was a 3-step process and at the end, the locker looked pretty darn good.

Anchor chain locker- "Before"

Anchor chain locker- “Before”

After cleaning #1

After cleaning #1

The last step was the fun one. The chain was in a pail with the attached rode in a box. The night before we left Deep River we went to the fuel dock so the bike and chain could be loaded on more easily from the dock. Now that I think about it, no wonder that Gunboat beat us, we were unfairly overloaded by at least four hundred pounds, 100 of it chain and rode.

We needed to get the chain and rode on to the ground near the anchor chute. Before making that happen we measured and used a red, white and blue sequence to mark 105′, 118′, 130′ etc on the rode using colored tape and substituting yellow for white.  Since the pail was near the stern Russ decided to use the boom and stinger set-up that lifts the dinghy, to lower the pail.  Once he made a few adjustments, I grabbed the camera and climbed down. You may notice we have no ladder this year as the marina is enforcing the “bring-your-own” policy, but we didn’t have one to pull out of our hat!

Pail o' chain gets a lift up

Pail o’ chain gets a lift up

..then over, before going down

..then over, before going down

I did ground duty while Russ was at the windlass making sure the rode, splice and chain fed through without problem. yep, no problem mon. Before the chain went through we added colored inserts (sorry, forgot to photograph); five reds at 40′,  five yellows at 50′, spaced apart reds at 65′ and spaced apart yellows at 80′. 90′ would be known by the splice and 15′ later at 105′ we’d see the first red piece of tape (tucked through the strands).  We’ll have to wait and see how well this works out; it should be fine.

Anchor with new chain attached, sits next to the rust pile

Anchor with new chain and shackle attached, sits next to the rust pile

Like new- with chain and rode neatly piled. ahh

Like new- with chain and rode neatly piled. ahh