First Real Sail Of The Summer – Shakedown Cruise With Andy Gagnon

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I have to laugh at how much work it was to launch the boat this year … after fixing this and that over the winter, diligently checking things off my list and working hard to get it all right, it all went to pieces on launch day. The big thing that happened was that I thought I’d be all clever and tie strings to all of the halyards, run them out of the mast, and tie them off, so that on launch day, I’d just re-string everything quickly and off we’d go.

You can guess the rest.

On May 29th, when brother-in-law Tracy and I showed up at Obexer’s to launch, the first thing that happened was one of the halyard strings broke as the mast lay on the sawhorses and I was tugging the main halyard up the interior of the mast. Without going into details about the sailor’s oaths and hand-wringing that went on, suffice it to say that, thanks to the kind folks at Obexer’s, we used a wire reel to get things going again. That part set us back a full hour. The next thing that happened was that, even though I’d lubed up the impeller, I turned the through-hull valve to close rather than to open. Now, my standard operating procedure is to fire up the Perkins, then jump onto the sugar-scoop transom and check that water’s coming out of the exhaust with my hand, but one of the “helpers” on the dock said he saw water coming out, so I didn’t do that part. (It wasn’t water; it was dry exhaust.) By the time I realized the mistake, the impeller was toast, shredded into a dozen pieces. After disassembling the hoses and cleaning all the pieces out of the screen that keeps such debris out of the cooling system, I popped the spare impeller in, and things were good again. But that set us back yet another hour. Fortunately, we stopped for lunch and enjoyed a killer BLAT sandwich and some malted beverages at Obexer’s General Store. Feeling well-fed, the rest of the afternoon went off without a hitch, and I was able to get Splendido on the buoy without any more drama.

LET THE SEASON BEGIN On Saturday, June 13th, my friend Andy Gagnon agreed to come with me to shake down Splendido. Winds were forecast to be in the 15 kt. range, with gusts to 25-30. We motored out a bit around 1:30 p.m. to get out of the swirlies near shore on Hurricane Bay. We raised sail and set off south toward D.L. Bliss State Park.

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The winds were pretty good until we got near the day marker at Sugar Pine Point. I call this area “the vortex,” because of the weird swirlies that happen as the southerly winds meet the westerly winds coming off of McKinney Bay. We headed east to get away from the worst of it, and saw Cheeseburger in Paradise scooting out in the direction of Stateline to the south.

At Sugar Pine State Park, there were a bunch of sailboats pulled in close to shore, some daysailers, others actually boat camping. The water at the midlake buoys was only 60 degrees, so there weren’t any swimmers as we went by.

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We tacked and entered the shallow, Caribbean-looking waters with the white-sand bottom, and ghosted along in the lee of the tall pines lining the shore by the Ehrmann Mansion. Tacking again, we came within 200 yards of shore and skimmed along, checking out the different boats and the people on the shore. A few bright gusts came up, so we headed out to enjoy the good winds in the open water across Meeks and Rubicon Bay.

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By this time, it was about 4:30 p.m., and Splendido was dancing lively across the water in the breeze. I realized later that I forgot to use the traveler to let some of the gusts twist off the top of the sail, so we had quite a heel going on in some of the gusts. I guess I was a little fatigued … surprised I didn’t notice earlier. C’est la sailing.

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Heading back north on a port tack, we had to reach up to the north end of Hurricane Bay to tack again and reach back toward Homewood. At the end of the run, the winds lightened up considerably and we ghosted up to the buoy under mainsail alone. I hooked the buoy on the first try, and we were done.

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Special thanks to sailor Andy for helping me out. It always feels great to have a good day’s sail under your belt. I’m looking forward to lots more fun, especially with our newly-formed Big Blue Tahoe Yacht Club. More on that in later posts. Until then, fairs winds and smooth sailing. DB

Coming Soon

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The lake is low from a droughty winter, but we’re excited nonetheless to get back out on the water and enjoy Lake Tahoe this summer. Last Saturday night, our informal Big Blue Tahoe Yacht Club got together for a Hawaiian luau we called a “Pineapple Express Party” to ask the weather gods for rain and snow and runoff to fill our beloved lake. I’m looking forward to capturing it all here in words and photos. Until then, fair winds and smooth sailing! DB

New Man On The Water

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I’m a bit behind here on my postings, but I wanted to take a moment to recognize a member of the next generation of sailors here in Northern Nevada … Max Coonrad. Max is the 16-year-old son of the executive chef for The Cheese Board American Bistro and Catering Company in Reno, which long-time readers will know as my wife’s Reno catering company. At any rate, I found out through the grapevine that Max went to stay with his grandmother in Woodside, California earlier this summer, and while he was down there, he took the 101, 103 and 104 ASA sailing courses and passed with flying colors. I love to see it when young people grab onto something and find a passion for it, so it was a great pleasure to have Max out on Splendido for a full afternoon of sailing and plying Tahoe’s blue waters.

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When we first set out, we made a “milk run” up to Tahoe City Marina for a pump-out, which isn’t the most fun thing to do for a young sailor, but Debbie likes a clean-smelling boat, and I like to keep Debbie happy. The crew at TCM are so gracious and helpful — we were done in a jiffy, and after raiding the kitty for a handful of dollars to tip out the guys, we slowly motored out of the marina and headed south to — you guessed it — Sugar Pine State Park. Winds were light but steady, so I let Max do all the driving he wanted.

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And, I gotta say, it was nice to relax and take in the view, which takes on a different flavor when you’re not having to pay particular attention to gusts or other boating traffic. A guy can even put his feet up and relax a bit.

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After about four hours on the water, I could tell Max was a little tuckered from a game of paintball he’d participated in earlier in the day, so I took the helm and we headed northwest to our mooring near Eagle Rock.

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I was really impressed with Max’s boat handling ability, familiarity with all the equipment on board, and sense of wind and weather. He’s a really bright kid with an equally bright future, and I know that having sailing as a part of his journey will only make it a richer and more enjoyable experience.

Fair winds and smooth sailing, Max!

First Sail for 2014, Single-handed & Serene

First Sail 2014 First Sail 2014 photo 1[1]I was as excited as  a kid in a candy store to get up and actually sail this week. So, I worked through lunch on Thursday and left the office at 4 to see if I might catch a ride or two. The sky over Truckee was filled with big thunder-bumpers, so I wasn’t particularly optimistic about sailing. But, when I got to the lake, it was mostly clear, so I set about zip-tying all of the turnbuckles and taking care of the odds and ends that I hadn’t finished on my last visit. A delicate breeze came up around 6 p.m., so I motored out to the wind line and hoisted sail. To my chagrin, I had forgotten to attach the reefing lines, so there were two long ropes hanging off the back end of the boom, and all I could think of was what a mess that would be if it got gusty and I had to take in sail. So, I put her in irons, dropped the sail, and attached everything properly.

About four boats were out, dancing around a bit on the broad sheet of blue between the massive clouds to the north and also to the south of the lake. I decided to head south to visit my new friends at the Big Blue Tahoe Yacht Club, which is comprised mostly of sailors who put in and out at Obexer’s Marina. The wind picked up to where I was heading due south at 5.8 knots, so I just slathered on some sunscreen and enjoyed the relaxing sail. Splendido performed like a champ, and for a while I forgot about the depth meter whose transducer went out and the anemometer whose cups wouldn’t spin. I could tell it was blowing 10-15 mph and I knew the depth was in the hundreds of feet…Tahoe is so clear, you can see rocks way before you’d be on top of them.

I got down within a hundred yards of Cheeseburger in Paradise and Grand Cru, both sitting pretty out in front of Obexer’s, then decided to tack back north, as the sun was about to dip behind the mountains by Homewood.

About half way back, I decided to fire up the Perkins to charge the batteries, as I’d noticed #1 was almost in the yellow zone on the meter. As the boat made its way north, I did a quick check of the bilge, and noticed more water than usual flowing in. I checked the auto bilge pump, and it was working fine; now to source the leak. After poking around a bit, I found it: I hadn’t tighted the hose clamps enough on the 15 feet of new exhaust hose that I’d replaced a couple of weeks ago, and so the water in the hose was leaking out onto the hull and running down into the bilge. A few sweaty turns of the 5/16th socket wrench, and the mini deluge abated. Whew! Nothing gets your attention more than a leak on a boat. Who needs meditation when you’ve got stuff like that going on?

I kept a close eye on things once I was on the hook, leaving the engine on to continue to charge the batteries while I fluffed and buffed the boat and put everything to bed. The leaking seemed to have stopped completely, the batteries were charging, and the Perkins was humming gentlly as I went above decks and began to swing the boat port-to-starboard, to get the water into the bilge and out from under the floorboards (we’re not talking a lot of water here; less than a gallon all told. But still.). Satisfied that everything seemed OK, I buttoned up the cabin and rowed back to the beach, exhilarated after a nice sail and happy that I could find the problem and fix it. (Yay!) My wish is to get everything dialed in and ready so I can do a single-handed circumnavigation of Tahoe in late June or July. Every day on the water is another shot at working out the kinks!

Fair winds and smooth sailing! DB

 

And So It Begins

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The excitement (and the to-do list) is growing…Splendido is off for last-minute repairs, replacements, cleaning, upgrades, and general fluff & buff before moving up to Tahoe for the summer.

Kowabunga: High Winds Make For Winter Surfing At Tahoe

kowabunga tahoe winter surfingI’ve often thought about keeping Splendido moored on a buoy all year ’round at Lake Tahoe, but photos like this, courtesy of my friends at BiggestLittleCity.org, remind me that placid Lake Tahoe can get pretty hairball when a cold front moves through. Now, I’m no surfing expert (I did take lessons some years ago in Leucadia, California, but it was pretty mellow (and warm), at least compared to Lake Tahoe standards), but these swells look to me to be in the five-foot range. What caused these rollers? A nice extended period of blasting winds, where the forecast said gusts would reach 100 mph over the ridge tops and where locals clocked the winds at 70 mph in the open areas, such as across the lake. On a related note, we had a pretty significant dry spell at Tahoe up until about a week ago, when we got an “atmospheric river” coming out of the tropics that dumped about 5.5″ inches of rain into the lake. The National Weather Service said that equates to something like 17.2 billion gallons of water addded to the lake, which I can barely comprehend, but it makes me happy. Hopefully we’ll get several more storms to build up the snowpack and get the lake back to “normal” levels.

Fair winds and smooth sailing. DB

Nautical Notoriety: Splendido in the Media

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Good Old Boat Magazine – January/February 2014 Issue

Splendido got her 15 minutes of fame this month, getting a mention in the January/February 2014 issue of Good Old Boat magazine. There, on page 30, is this image from an early-season sail with our good friends Patty Bell and Mike Bryant, with Debbie Branby at the helm. I have had a subscription to Good Old Boat magazine since 2011 and thoroughly enjoy the publication, as it caters to those of us who like to mess about in boats and do a lot of the work ourselves.

It’s also fun to see what others around the country have done with their older boats, and some of the MacGyver-esque fixes and modifications are simply amazing. Plus, as an advertising guy at heart, I just love the small-space ads for unique sailboat products and services in the back of the magazine. I get something useful out of every issue, and eagerly await the next issue (it comes out six times a year). Check it out online at http://www.goodoldboat.com for current news of interest to good old boaters and also to get a subscription or order some of their very fun swag items, too.

Online, I was also thrilled to see Splendido appear as the cover art for the Yahoo! Groups page for Catalina 270 sailboats. This is a handy forum I turn to now and then to get specific answers from fellow Catalina 270 lovers from all over the nation. It’s an honor to be in such auspicious company, and like any doting father, I’m always happy to see photos of our girl, wherever they may appear.

Fair winds and smooth sailing! DB

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Yahoo! Groups – Catalina 270 Group

Midwinter Musings

David at the helm 2013This is the time of year where I really start jonesing for a chance to sail. It’s been an extremely dry winter here in the Sierras, and I’m already worried about low water and not being able to use the dock at all this summer. Nevertheless, at 51, I am determined to make sure this year is filled with adventure and fun, so I am going on the record here to say this is the year that I do a three or four day circumnavigation of Lake Tahoe, dropping the hook each night in some protected anchorage and checking out the the local color. Debbie has already announced that she doesn’t want to go, mostly because she doesn’t sleep well on the boat, and well, her idea of camping is slow room service at a nice hotel. So, I may go solo, or I may test a friendship by sharing the voyage with a friend. I’m thinking that it has to be July, when the water warms up a bit and the wind is steady and there’s good sailing to be had. In the run-up to launching in the spring, I have a bunch of chores to do. One thing I’m really glad we did last fall was have the trailer rebuilt, as that thing is bulletproof now. I spent a fair amount of time online today, sourcing things I need to repair or replace. That damn teak wood is still on the sawhorses in my garage, awaiting sanding and varnishing. I could go on and on, but like any INFJ, I have a nice long list of things I need to do.

DSC_0150I am optimistic that this is going to be a great year for sailing at Lake Tahoe. Last summer’s sailing season felt a little “short” because of the smoke from the Rim Fire near Yosemite, which made it just nasty outside for a few weeks. I’m also excited about sharing Splendido with some new friends and with some old friends who were gone for a while but now have come back to the area and rekindled the friendship. An afternoon of sailing on Tahoe is a lot like a nice dinner party (and sometimes, they are one and the same!)…a few delightful hours of conversation, relaxation, good food and wine, and the activity of handling the boat and enjoying the view. What’s not to like?

Still, as a conscientious user of this beautiful treasure called Lake Tahoe, one thing I hope to achieve this year is selling my trusty old 1994 Jeep (she turns 20 this year!) and getting something that’s a little lighter on the environment, like a Prius. Because I work at the University of Nevada, Reno, I get to learn from some amazing researchers, including the folks who study human impacts on the entire Tahoe Basin, the air quality, nearshore ecosystem, and, of course, the clarity issues about which much has been writtten. For a glance at some of the cool science they’re doing, check out this Tahoe Summit_Report.

Obviously, I’m not sailing today, so the photos shown here are from a great sailing day last summer with Debbie. (Midwinter is a great time to reminisce.) The final photo is of this cool “picnic boat” that moored near our buoy on Hurricane Bay last summer. We never saw her used much, but it could just be that her owner was out enjoying her when we were at the office during the week. Anyway, she’s a beauty, and I hope to see her out on the water next year.

More when it happens. In the meantime, fair winds and smooth sailing! DB

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Squeezing Every Last Bit Out Of The Sailing Season At Tahoe

last-boat-2013The weather in the Sierra Nevada has been absolutely spectacular for the last three weeks or so; high pressure locked in, the leaves on the aspens and cottonwoods ablaze with color, and a breathtaking stillness that makes Tahoe flat as a millpond with virtually no wind. The lake level had dropped significantly over the past month, so my springtime plan to offload the boat using the Skyland pier fell by the wayside, as there was no hope of getting anywhere near it, much less to tie up and unload. I called on Obexer’s to arrange the haul-out, which we scheduled for Tuesday, October 22. I went up on the 20th for a final sail, but there wasn’t much wind and I just made a nice motor-sail day out of it. Mike Bryant came along for company and we spent the balmy afternoon putting up to Tahoe City to take in the fall color.

The next day, I drove up once again to take the boat down to Obexer’s for offloading. The logistics of the offloading were a bit like an athletic event: I had to drive the van up, drop it off at Obexer’s, pull out my bicycle and ride it two miles north to where Splendido was moored, row out with the bicycle in the dinghy, unfasten the mooring line from the buoy itself, tie off the dinghy to the back of Splendido, and then motor down to Obexer’s. It was all a bit of sprint, because I had to get everything done, be back in Reno by 4:30 p.m. for a short nap and then go to my statistics class in the MBA program from 7 p.m. to 9:45 p.m. Fortunately, when I arrived at Obexer’s, they let me pull into a vacant slip, where I proceeded to empty the boat of every last item, from cushions to glassware and sunscreen, and transfer it all into one of Debbie’s catering vans. Luckily, I had borrowed the big Safari van, and filled every inch of it. That made me think that the boat could probably add a knot or two to its top speed if only it wasn’t so laden with creature comforts. But, after thinking about it for a few minutes, I decided that it was all worth it if it kept Debbie happy and sailing with me.

This summer, I paid particular attention to making sure I was staying hydrated, because at 6,239 ft. elevation, it just wicks it out of you. I would find myself dry-eyed and unusually weary and headachy after being out on the water for four or five hours, and I attribute it to dehydration. So, on my offload day, I packed in a cool gallon of spring water and drank from it often and deeply. At about 2 p.m., I had everything off the boat except the sails and boom, so I attacked that chore next and was surprised how quickly I got things bagged and put away. With that, I locked up the cabin, grabbed a delicious pulled pork sandwich at Obexer’s General Store, and headed home.

Tuesday morning, I met my brother-in-law Tracy at his house, and we drove over to Kro-bilt trailer repair in Sparks to pick up the trailer. I haven’t written a lot about that trailer, but one thing we noticed over the years was that it didn’t fit the boat particularly well, and the stress was showing on both the trailer and on the boat. The uprights were holding the boat like tongs hold a thick ribeye steak; “squeezing” the boat rather than supporting it from underneath. This resulted in stress cracks in the uprights (as well as visible signs of them “splaying” outward), and it was putting dimples in the hull of the boat over the winter months. So, I got online and looked at all the latest sailboat trailer sites, and put together a plan to rebuild the whole dang trailer. I ordered six new boat stand and pads from Brownell’s, and had the Kro-bilt crew grind off all the old uprights, moving everything in 6-8 inches and replacing the old uprights with beefy Schedule 80 tubes and square-tubing supports. Now, the thing is sturdy as an aircraft carrier, much to my relief and Tracy’s, too. After all, Tracy is the one guy generous enough to haul the trailer with his huge Ford diesel truck because he takes great joy in anything mechanical–although the janky trailer was causing him a bit of heartburn all the same. At any rate, the Obexer’s crew was ready for us Tuesday morning, and it was a smooth process from unstepping the mast all the way through strapping the boat down and driving away. Of all the many moving parts involved in hauling a sailboat, the one slight mishap was that we left the dinghy in the harbor and didn’t realize it until we parked the trailer down in Reno. A quick phone call to Obexer’s confirmed that they had noticed it and locked it up until next weekend when I could manage to get back up there to retrieve it.

All in all, a pleasant season that ended well. I’ll post again with a photographic recap, but until I do, fair winds and smooth sailing! DB

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Fixed Just In Time For Some Cool Autumn Sailing

As it turned out, the broken seacock was not the end of our sailing season (although it was something of a comedy of errors trying to get it fixed). In the end, Brian from Tahoe Sailing Supply towed Splendido over to Obexer’s, where the skilled mechanics there lifted her out just above the water, quickly made the swap with a brand-new Marelon® seacock, and dropped her back in. Brian and a helper motored her back to her buoy, and she was good as new. Thank goodness for the good folks at Obexer’s Marina!

The weekend of Sept. 14th, Debbie had a big wedding to cater near Homewood, so I went up for a light-air sail and ghosted around a bit as she and her staff worked their rear-ends off in the heat of the afternoon. About 7:30 p.m., I put the boat back on the hook just in time to receive Debbie’s phone call that she was free. I rowed in and picked her up, and I could tell she was really tired after a long afternoon. I got her onboard Splendido and opened a Robert Parker-rated 90-pt. Garnacha I found at Ben’s Liquors for $9.99, and lo and behold, she liked it! (You never know about these things, especially when your mate’s a professional caterer and chef who’s got a palate like Debbie’s. 🙂 Debbie_Obexer's

I was a bit tuckered out after spending the earlier part of the day taking the GMAT test (four hours of hell), so I made sure she had something to eat and then I hit the hay. I awoke Sunday morning to find her bundled up topsides, sleeping in the cockpit, where she had gone to watch the incredible Milky Way that shines down on Tahoe at night. We did a quick tidy-up and then motored south to Obexer’s for coffee and breakfast burritos (they do a great job with those, by the way) and then motored out for a sail. Silly me, I forgot to listen to the weather radio, and soon we were getting pitched about by crazy gusts. A strong cold front was approaching Tahoe, and so we “beat feet” out of there and did a little motor-assisted sailing back north to our buoy, where we put her on the hook and called it a day.

On Saturday, Sept. 21st, another strong cold front came through, with buckets of rain in the Sierra and a fair amount in Reno, too. Sunday broke brilliantly sunny and clear (though a bit cool), so I called brother-in-law Matt Waddington to see if he would be up for a sail.

He was, so we headed up to Tahoe, cheering on the Tahoe Ironman competitors as we went by. Winds were light with occasional moderate gusts, so we headed toward Tahoe City, then downwind wing-on-wing to Dollar Point, and then tacked back and headed home. It was only 50 degrees out, so we found ourselves bundling up in fleece and gloves. Debbie made some yummy chicken, arugula and heirloom tomato sandwiches on thick, crusty bread, and there was half a bag of stale Cool Ranch Doritos left on board, so we were in hog heaven.

Matt Waddington Sailing Splendido 2013This week, it got quite a bit cooler here in the high country, and so my thoughts turned to pulling the boat within the next three weeks or so. The trailer is down at the welding shop getting rebuilt (turns out it never was a good fit for Splendido, having been made for a different boat altogether), and I am awaiting the arrival of new boatstand pads via UPS, from Brownell’s (www.boatstands.com). I spoke to brother-in-law Tracy today to schedule a pull down from the lake to our lower elevation in Reno (~4,550 ft.), where wind and weather won’t be so tough on Splendido. There’s so much to do, and so many things to work on this winter. Still, it’s been a fun season of sailing, and I’m going to do my best to get a few more days in before Mother Nature sends us packing.

Fair winds and smooth sailing! DB