Herewith, the fifth installment of Marcia's Occasional Musings, Life on a Small Island.
So, after several years in the water, a 1000-mile trip down the Intracoastal Waterway and a 200-mile Gulf Stream crossing, our intrepid sailboat, Iolanthe, needed her bottom painted. We live in a small cottage on Elbow Cay in the Abacos, and Edwin's, the boatyard that would do the work, is on another island about six miles away.
Yesterday afternoon we sailed over to Man-o-War, spent the night tied up to the boatyard's pier, then just after dawn, when the tide was high, watched while Iolanthe was hauled.
How do you haul a 12-ton boat out of the water?
Easing it into the cradle
Blake checks the alignment of the cradle using a "look down" (glass-bottomed) bucket.
Keith checks Iolanthe's position on the marine railway.
Sampson, the cat, checks out our gear.
Meanwhile, I visit old friends at the Sail Shop and say hello.
You may now be wondering, with the boat out of the water, how we got back home. We hitched a ride with Theresa and Lambert on Froggie's Dive Boat!
Ah, island life. Where a Rubbermaid dish drainer purchased yesterday at the Man-o-War hardware store -- "If we don't have it, you don't need it" -- cost $25.05 All I can say is, "Thank you for stocking it!."