Splendido, our beloved Catalina 270 LE, is for sale — and ready for new adventures

A lovely woman and blog-reader from the Chesaspeake Bay area reached out to us a few weeks back with an interest in buying our much-adored Splendido. Her story really struck a chord with me: Now in her 70s, she had grown up sailing on Cal 25s and, reminscing on those happy times, had a vision of buying Splendido for herself and her college-age son, who is absolutely wild about sailing on those legendary waters. She had recently bought a second home on the water’s edge, and we had several long and delightful phone calls about the pros and cons of buying this boat for what she and her son were seeking. She had fallen in love with the appearance, upgrades, and care and attention that Debbie and I had put into Splendido over the years. In the end, it turned out that hauling this 27′ sailboat and her 38′ double-axle trailer 2,700 miles across the country would add $7-10K to the cost, and — not suprisingly — that was the deal-breaker. Though disappointed at the missed opportunity to pass along our Splendido to someone who truly appreciated her, Debbie and I loved that she saw in our boat what we see — a refitted, lovely, sea-kindly “good old boat,” which is exactly what we set out to achieve when we bought her.

Splendido - New Interior

I’d like to give credit where credit is due, however: When we bought the boat in 2010, the first thing I had done was an eight-hour-long, comprehensive survey by Vince DiLeo, AMS® of Admiralty Marine Services. Vince provided us with a detailed report of everything that needed to be done to restore Splendido to first-class working order, mechanically, structurally and equipment-wise. We immediately prioritized the list and got after it, and — as I’ve said before — while you can’t make a good old boat “brand new” again, you can make her the best “good old boat” she can be, which I think we’ve achieved.

That said, we’re selling Splendido in the condition you see here (and, though I flatter myself, I doubt one could find a better-documented (the good, the bad, and the hard work involved) sailboat ownership journey anywhere than the 15-year-old blog you’re reading now!), in a package that includes her two-axle trailer, Walker Bay dinghy, Shipshape winter cover and frame, plus four tidy storage bins full of the sailing necessities you rarely think about that makes buying a “pre-loved” boat a bonus over buying new.

Before I sail off into the sunset, I want to give a massive shout-out to my sailor pal, shipwright and mechanical wiz Ancil Sigman of Pleasant Valley, Nevada, who found ways to restore and improve Splendido that I hadn’t even dreamt of. She wouldn’t be half the boat she is with Ancil’s tireless tinkering, expertise, and care. Thanks, Ancil!

Thanks, too, to you, gentle reader, for sharing this news with your personal and professional networks. I’m giving personalized tours beginning this afternoon to interested sailors, though I have to laugh — it’s a different experience showing a boat that’s on the hard, on her trailer, winterized and all packed up for our seven-month “sleep” here in the foothills of the High Sierra, versus having someone climb aboard at Obexer’s or Tahoe City Marina, cast off and head out across Big Blue. I’m getting a little misty-eyed just writing this, so I’ll sign off by saying fair winds, smooth sailing, and here’s my favorite sailing poem to meditate on. Until next time… DB

Sea-Fever

BY JOHN MASEFIELD

I must go down to the seas again, to the lonely sea and the sky,

And all I ask is a tall ship and a star to steer her by;

And the wheel’s kick and the wind’s song and the white sail’s shaking,

And a grey mist on the sea’s face, and a grey dawn breaking.

I must go down to the seas again, for the call of the running tide

Is a wild call and a clear call that may not be denied;

And all I ask is a windy day with the white clouds flying,

And the flung spray and the blown spume, and the sea-gulls crying.

I must go down to the seas again, to the vagrant gypsy life,

To the gull’s way and the whale’s way where the wind’s like a whetted knife;

And all I ask is a merry yarn from a laughing fellow-rover,

And quiet sleep and a sweet dream when the long trick’s over.

Fall is in the air

Here’s to another summer sailing season at Lake Tahoe in the books! My pal Ancil and I drove up early yesterday morning to haul out Splendido for the winter. We arrived well before any of the staff was up at Obexer’s Marina, so we did our prep work (loosening the shrouds and stays) and were ready to go when Bret and Jessy fired up the Marina Bull to unstep the mast and lift Splendido gently out of the water and place her on her 38′ trailer.

Two days before, I had bade farewell to our lovely mooring at Hurricane Bay and motored down the 2-1/2 miles to Obexer’s, as they gave me permission to take an empty slip in preparation for our haul-out. On the way down, winds were 12 knots out of the east with that long fetch from Cave Rock on the east shore all the way to McKinney Bay on the west, so it was quite the rock ‘n’ rolling ride, with occasional three to 3-1/2 foot swells and water splashing over the side, which made for a lively passage.

Hauling out a 27′ sailboat like Splendido is fairly straightforward, although I’m always a bit “on point” because there’s a lot of moving parts, literally and figuratively. First, we move the boat nose first into the haul-out slip and tie her off with four lines. Then, the forklift comes in and they put a harness around the mast at the balance point near the lower spreaders. We then release the lower shrouds, upper shrouds, forestay and backstays, and they unstep the mast and place it gently on sawhorses. I then tie down all the rigging and remove the wind instruments and put them in their winter storage box. Next, we move the boat out of the slip and back it in so the stern is facing the forklift. They get it balanced on the forks, then gently lift her out and set her on her trailer. Finally, they lift up the mast once again and set it on top of the boat. We lash everything down, put the dinghy on the trailer, go have lunch at The Bridgetender in Tahoe City, and head down to the boatyard.

The ride down the hill from Tahoe (6,230 ft. above sea level) to Splendido’s winter home (4,800 ft. above sea level) was smooth and uneventful — just the way I like it. Over the next week or two, I’ll get her cleaned up and winterized, which means draining the water heater, blowing out the water lines with compressed air so there’s nothing to freeze, changing the oil and filter, topping off the fuel and buttoning her up. Ancil (who cannot help but to make constant improvements on anything that catches his eye) surprised me earlier this summer by mounting an aluminum truck storage box he’d found for free on Craigslist to hold gear, tools, and whatnot on the trailer. It looks and works great. While he was cleaning out his shop recently, he came across some steel bars and decided to fabricate, primer and paint four “mast holder” extensions that will support the mast on the lower right side of the trailer when it’s time to put on the winter cover later this fall. I can’t thank him enough for all he’s done to make sailing Splendido safer, easier, and more convenient. Thanks, Ancil!

As I write this, the aspens are beginning to turn here in the high country; the birds are flying south and the Nevada sky has turned that deep, lustrous blue that means the first blustery winds of the season are not too far around the corner. I am immensely grateful for every moment spent sailing Splendido and working on her to make her the best good old boat she can be.

I look back and recall fondly the four years(!) Debbie and I spent looking on our laptops for a boat that spoke to us and that we could afford. When we happened upon the Catalina 270 — named Boat of the Year by Cruising World Magazine the year it was unveiled — our minds were made up, and we’ve never regretted that decision. Splendido has been yar, which means lovely, balanced and quick. We learned that watching The Philadelphia Story with Katherine Hepburn (Tracy Lord) and Cary Grant (C.K. Dexter Haven) who were reminiscing about their sailboat, The True Love:

Tracy: It was beautiful – and sweet, Dex.
Dexter: Yes, yes. She was quite a boat, the… True Love, wasn’t she?
Tracy: Was, and is.
Dexter: My, she was yar.
Tracy: She was yar alright. 

Fair winds and smooth sailing. DB

The peace of mind that comes from sailing safely

I went out for a singlehanded sail last Monday; winds were light at 8-17 kts and the temperature was downright balmy. I saw six or seven sailboats out, which made me smile. I’m glad things have settled down a bit after the ups and downs in the weather of the past few weeks. 

I have to admit, I was pretty shook up by the tragic white squall that hit Tahoe on June 21, and it cast quite the pall on sailing for me for a few weeks. So, I turned my shock into action and got busy checking all the safety gear aboard Splendido. I checked the CO2 cartridges in all six of our Type V (inflatable) PFDs, then made sure all of our Type II PFDs (the bulkier orange kind) were in easy reach. I also checked the expiration dates of the flares, checked the air horn, both fire extinguishers, and refreshed my knowledge of using the VHF radio in an emergency. Folks who’ve sailed with me know I ask everyone to wear inflatable PFDs while on board. It’s a habit I’ve had since childhood, when a neighbor down the beach from our home on Fidalgo Island in Washington’s San Juan Islands tragically drowned one morning when he was out checking crab pots just 50 yards off shore. Now, it’s not clear whether the eight folks who drowned at Tahoe on July 21 were wearing PFDs, but we do know the two survivors had PFDs (one was wearing one, the other was clinging to one when rescued). As a skipper, knowing everyone aboard is wearing a PFD gives me one less thing to worry about so I can relax and enjoy the time on the water.

Because we sail Splendido on California waters (Tahoe is about 1/3 in Nevada and 2/3 in California), I’m now required to carry a California Boater Card. It’s a new rule for skippers of any boat with a motor in it as of January 1, 2025. I found a free U.S. Boat course online, and it was a really great refresher on boating safety. I already have my American Sailing Association 101 through 104 certifications, but I was surprised at how much I learned by taking this course. One thing that blew me away was learning that more hunters drown from falling overboard each year than die from getting accidentally shot. The course took me about five hours to complete, but I got my card and I’m legit now. To celebrate, I went out for an afternoon sail and had the whole gorgeous lake to myself.

Splendido at play on McKinney Bay at Lake Tahoe, July 14, 2025.


Back on the hook, I turned my attention to taking care of the interior woodwork, which tends to dry out in our low-humidity, high-altitude sailing area. I think it turned out pretty well. I can’t make our 32-year-old boat new again, but I can make her as beautiful as elbow grease allows. 🙂

A photo of newly-oiled interior woodwork aboard Splendido, a 1993 Catalina 270 that sails at Lake Tahoe.

While the weather was sorting itself out in late June and early July, Debbie and I took the opportunity to do some hiking in the Sierra Nevada. We did some training hikes on the Jones Creek Loop trail south of Reno, then had a picnic hike on Whites Creek – Dry Pond trail, which is just lovely this time of year.

David and Debbie Branby taking a break while hiking the Whites Creek - Dry Pond trail in the Sierra Nevada near Reno.

The forecast is for perfect sailing conditions for the next week after today’s blustery winds settle down, so that’s what we’re aiming for — quality time on the water of our beloved Lake Tahoe.

Fair winds and smooth sailing! DB

Moments like this make it worth the effort

It’s taken me more than a decade to realize that living with a “good old boat” might have a lot of similarities to giving birth. Few can imagine the effort you have to go through to get her launched, but most folks can appreciate the magic and magnificence that happens when the pain subsides and the pleasure begins. 🙂

Fair winds and smooth sailing! DB

An ode to the fine folks at Obexer’s Marina

Putting a sailboat in the water seems like it would be so simple — and yet it takes a team working in close coordination to pull it off succesfully. Fortunately, Bret and Jessy and the crew at Obexer’s are real pros, and the only goofs we made at yesterday’s launch were self-inflicted: 1) we mounted the forestay with the drum opening facing forward rather than aft (yes, this needs to be turned around), 2) we broke a boat-stand pad as we worked to get the boat off the trailer, and 3) I dropped my favorite hose-clamp-tightening tool in the drink as I spent seven hours fitting out the boat (and feeling lucky that was the only tool that went overboard!). The good news is, the weather was gorgeous, the good folks at Obexer’s let me borrow an empty slip for part of the day, and when I looked up from time to time, I got to see lots of happy sailboaters out enjoying the afternoon zephyr breezes on McKinney Bay.

The lake is wonderfully full this year, and motoring up to our buoy made me realize how lucky we are to be able to enjoy this gorgeous sheet of water at 6,230 ft. above sea level. As I write this with my steaming cup of coffee beside me and feeling every tired and sore muscle in my body this morning, the only thing I can say is: I’m grateful.

Fair winds! DB

Kicking off sailing season with some zing

All the hard work this past winter and spring seems to be paying off — we’ve gotten out for five sailing sessions of pure Tahoe perfection. After a wonky June with lots of thunderstorms and winds that were blowing dogs off chains (my pal Ancil said one storm blew 30-40 lawn chairs into the lake at Camp Richardson at the south end of the lake), things settled down and Debbie and I got in some great sailing in 10-12 knot breezes with gusts to 17, which is just about right for our little boat.

I had a little drama with the mooring buoy this spring. I noticed someone had shackled their shiny new wakeboarding boat to the buoy I’d legally leased, which was a little alarming, let me tell you. Evidently, a new homeowner in the area where we rent our buoy felt entitled to take a buoy, leave town for a month and deal with the consequences later. I have a photo showing me pointing out the offending craft (with my middle finger), but I’ll refrain from posting it here. Ancil offered to lend me his auger, but I declined. We have plenty of sharp knives suitable for cutting mooring lines aboard already. 🙂 Fortunately, we have a very cool lease-lord who helped get things squared away, offering us another of his buoys closer in to shore until the switch could be properly made. My favorite part was when the officious blonde lady (let’s call her Karen) with the clipboard in the kayak paddled over and flatly said the situation had changed in this mooring field and I wouldn’t be able to moor there at all next year. After reporting this exchange, my lease-lord texted me: “Don’t you love it when people are confidently wrong?”

This past Saturday, I single-handed up to Sugar Pine State Park and anchored next to Le Crapaud. Debbie had some obligations in town, so I lolled about on the hook and spent a little time enjoying virgin mango coladas (for me) with Ancil and his partner Tina. The moon came up and the lake was like a mill pond. I don’t think I’ve ever slept better aboard. Debbie drove up Sunday morning and I rowed into shore to pick her up. We put up our little boom tent and read books in the shade as the boat bobbed gently — and sometimes not so gently, due to all the speedboats. But, that’s summer at Tahoe and you take it as it comes. Later, I rowed Debbie back to shore and she drove home while I sailed a 17-knot breeze back to Mark Zuckerberg Bay (oops, I meant to say Hurricane Bay). Our pal Mark bought two adjacent properties at the north end of Hurricane last year (reportedly spending $70 million, which I calculate as three days’ wages for him), and we see him out on his eFoil board weaving around our anchorage on flat mornings. But I digress. On my sail back, the wind was right on the nose at 320º (which is my usual head-back heading), so I trimmed up everything tight and really couldn’t “turn the corner” until I was literaly at right angles to our buoy and 1/2 mile off. Magically, the wind veered south at the last moment and I was able to sail right up to the ball. Still shaking my head about that.

We’re headed out this afternoon for a sail and a meetup with fellow sailors where we’ll share our favorite Caribbean Rum Zing recipe and watch the alpenglow paint the Tahoe skies pink and orange. Debbie just pulled out the portable chess set, so I expect she’ll beat me like a red-haired stepchild at that game as the sun sets and the brilliant Milky Way appears.

My next post will likely be a GoPro video I’ve been working on … dang, those things are a lot of work (especially the editing part), so I hope it all comes together.

Until then, fair winds and smooth sailing, and thanks for following along! DB

Sleeping Beauty — An Update

I just read in the San Francisco Chronicle that we’ve experienced 12 atmospheric rivers this winter, so I was surprised to discover that Splendido was not knee-deep in mud when I went to check on her last week at her winter home. She was only ankle-deep, as the trailer tires had sunk a bit into the pasture. I don’t think it will be a problem.

I’m excited — as always, at this time of year — to get after the spring commissioning and get back out on the water. We were lucky to re-up our buoy by Hurricane Bay, so that’s one thing checked off the list. The big project at the moment is riveting a new gooseneck assembly onto the boom and mast. After that, it’s re-drilling the fairlead track holes, filling them with epoxy again, and drilling once again so they’re sealed and I can re-install the tracks.

Last week, I stripped the boom of the lazy bag and mainsail and brought it home to rivet on the new parts. I have never riveted anything in my life, so I quicky became a YouTube™ Certified Riveter by watching four or five videos, and now I’m ready for the challenge. The only quirk about mast and boom work is, you’ve got to use stainless-steel rivets and a goop called Ultra Tef-Gel to ward off corrosion. That Ultra Tef-Gel crap is spendy — $30 for a little tube. Debbie just shook her head and said, “What are you complaining about? Have you seen the price of lipstick lately?”

I did want to note that I had a bonafide brush with greatness at the end of last season. As regular readers may recall, I went through a real mental health challenge during the pandemic, and one thing that helped me through that period was watching countless episodes of a YouTube™ program called Sailing SV Delos, which chronicles the adventures of Brian and Kazza and, for many of the episodes, Brian’s brother Señor Brady and Brady’s partner, Alex Blue. When I heard that Brady and Blue had moved up to the Tahoe area and started a sailing school, I sent a note of welcome to their website and mentioned we shared the same mooring field. One evening, when I was working belowdecks, I spied a familiar face on an approaching sailboat. It was Señor Brady stopping by to say hello! We had a nice chat, and I told him how his adventures aboard SV Delos inspired me during the real low patch I was going through, and he was so gracious and humble —just a genuinely great human being. It was really a highlight to the 2022 sailing season.

Splendido turns 30 this year, and so my goal is to turn this sleeping beauty into the best version of herself in the next 60 days. Sailing her is the absolute best, but messing about in the boat is a close second for me. Thanks for sailing along, hit that “Like” button if the spirit moves you, and let me know in the “Leave A Comment” section if you have any questions about the care, feeding and sailing of the lovely Catalina 270 sailboat.

Until next time, fair winds and following seas! DB

High and Dry: Diving into Winter Projects

Photo of SV Splendido, a Catalina 270 sailboat, undergoing winter repairs on the deck.

We pulled Splendido out of the lake a little early this season as Debbie and I were celebrating our 30th wedding anniversary by taking a 10-day road trip down the gorgeous California coast. When we returned, I went to work on some projects that were adding up, including replacing the fasteners for the fairlead tracks, which had been letting condensation through the deck into the cabin, and staining the curtains and ceiling with a “tea” comprised of dirt and maybe rust or corrosion from the so-called stainless steel barrel nuts, some of which had just decomposed and fell out of the ceiling after all these years. Splendido is, after all, now 30 years old, so the working of the boat must’ve done its thing to the hardware.

While winterizing the boat, I noticed (not for the first time, mind you) that the boom gooseneck assembly had really worn down over the years, to the point where my sailing buddy Ancil remarked, “I’m surprised it hasn’t broken off yet.” So, the process of finding a replacement began for venerable Isomat boom parts. At length, I did find a source (and this, after contacting Catalina Yachts’ factory in Florida and another party who evidently purchased all the back stock of parts from Catalina’s factory, both non-responsive to my inquiries) and that was at Rig-Rite, Inc. I found what I was looking for on their website, but as luck would have it, their shopping cart wasn’t working today, so I’ll have to wait until Monday to call and complete the transaction.

I do want to express my thanks to Ancil, who is graciously renting me some space in his pasture once again to store Splendido this winter. I didn’t write about it before, but my experiment of keeping her up at the lake last winter was an unmitigated waste of resources. She got far more beaten up by the storms at elevation — even though she was (expensively) shrink-wrapped — than she ever has wintering on the hard down here in Reno. I was stunned at how the storms up there blew debris up and under the tight “skirt” of the shrink-wrap and so she was just filthy when I went to uncover her last spring. And, the areas that were covered by this “skirt” had a weird pink mold growing, which was a delight to clean off, let me tell you. So, I learned my lesson and she’s staying close to home this winter so I can get some work done. The list, as always, is long, but so is the dark season here, so I’ll just chip away and see that I can do. For now, it’s sealing the fairlead track holes with epoxy and re-drilling them so they’re watertight.

Additional thanks goes to Ancil, who is one of the most mechanically inclined people I’ve ever met. He’s helped me out of half a dozen mechanical fixes already, and for that, I am grateful. It’s a small community of sailors here where I live, but not a bad one in the bunch so far. I’m looking forward to getting back on the water as soon as I can. Until then …

Fair winds and following seas. DB

Friend Ships: Gary Hamilton’s Catalina 270, “Nothing Like This”

If there’s anyone I’ve encountered who embodies the phrase, “Believe me, my young friend, there is nothing – absolutely nothing – half so much worth doing as simply messing about in boats,” it would be sailor Gary Hamilton of Wabamun Lake in western Canada. I have followed Gary’s Sailing in western Canada blog for years, and each visit leaves me in bewildered awe at the way Gary has tricked out his lovely Catalina 270, Nothing Like This, with ingenious upgrades and improvements to the already wonderful Gerry Douglas design. He’s also one of the most generous folks out there on the Catalina 270 forums, keeping the conversation going about all things related to sailing the C270. I reached out to Gary for some insights on his philosophy and process, and he was kind enough to share, in words and photos, his passion for making the most of his time on the water.

Q&A with Gary Hamilton, Skipper, Nothing Like This

Q: How did you come about owning Nothing Like This

A: I was looking on Yachtworld one day, saw a 270 for sale in Denver and this adventure began. The trailer was home-made, and the border guys wouldn’t let it into Canada, so it went to Seattle, got tossed in the big lake (ed note: the Pacific Ocean), the trailer got hauled across on a flatbed, the boat got motored to Vancouver, reunited and driven home. Take that, border people!

Q: Did you own a sailboat before you bought her? How did you start sailing, and how long ago?

A: I’ve owned boats almost all my life. I had a brand-new MacGregor 26 in 1993, and discovered a tippy, smallish boat with no headroom. But it trailers easily and we went a lot of places with it.

Q: I know you’ve done a bunch of upgrades to your boat and trailer over the years … can you give us a rundown on them?

A: The list is long quite long. A full RayMarine electronics installation with autopilot and tactical. A home-made top down furler with home-made bow sprit for the asymmetrical kite, upgraded virtually every sail-handling system, and added back winches, making it a pleasure to sail. Designed and built a dodger and a Bimini while learning how to sew; bought a TechSew machine that is cheap offshore and finicky as all get out. Solar installation, and pretty much redesigned the trailer from the ground up, lowering the boat over 20” and allowing a trailer launch, with three axles for on the road peace of mind.

Q: Are you an engineer by training? A lot of your projects seem quite involved. Are they projects anyone could do?

A: I am a technical director for an electronics company by trade. I have no issue diving into almost any kind of project; the trick is to do sufficient research, understand, or go find out the issues that exist for what you want to accomplish, have a goal, and be prepared to make and correct mistakes.  The trailer project was way, way out of my league, but the basic shape was already there, and the placement of the new axles was a calculated guess. The boat was close and has had two relatively minor adjustments since.  The dodger was probably an order of magnitude harder; I had literally no idea what I was doing, had really never operated a sewing machine, and I spent a good month building stuff, watching and copying ways of doing stuff. Now I can do a French seam. Is it straight? It’s straight enough for me. 

Q: What do you love most about Nothing Like This and sailing Wabamun Lake?

I’d rather be at the coast. Wabamun Lake is an inland lake that is close to the foothills. It’s shallow, so there isn’t much fetch, there’s no current, the wind shifts can be 180 degrees, which is why there’s a top-down furler for the kite, and when weather rolls in, it sometimes does so with a vengeance. What I love the most is that I can be on the boat in 35 minutes from my house, and the sun doesn’t set till 11 in July.  

Q: What would you change about your boat/what upgrades do you have planned?

A: I’m not happy with the bilge pump arrangement, and will likely yank it all out and do something else. If I were to change anything, I’d make the berth access like that on a 28mkii and get rid of the door. This business of turning sideways and contorting yourself into a hernia to get in there is rather annoying.

Q: What was your most fun or interesting time on Wabamun Lake?

A: I’d have to say exercising the controls on the boat to the fullest and having people try to keep up.  No smugness there — ha ha!

Q: What was your worst experience sailing western Canada?

A: Breaking rudder cables on the MacGregor. There are lots of shallow spots, and you need to know where they are. We hit something in the Catalina 270 last year (that was a first!) and put a little divot in the keel. Yikes!

Q: What would you tell people about sailing western Canada they might be surprised to know?

A: It’s like sailing a mountain lake. Don’t tack on the wind shifts. We had some world class sailors on the MacGregor once, and they didn’t believe it, and we were dead last on the Wednesday night series, where we were usually top five. Go figure.

Q: Any final thoughts?A: I still think that everybody out west should plan a get-together at the coast. Get a mortgage and buy some fuel.  Let’s go!


Thanks so much for the inspiration, Gary. Fair winds and following seas! DB