This is a tale of some castaways...
We're here for a long long time. We'll have to make the best of things, it's an up hill climb. My first mate and I arrived at the boat ramp around 2:30 pm. Took us about an hour and a half to get set up to put in. I was concerned about how we would unload the boat never having done this with my first mate. She wasn't capable of backing the trailer down the ramp so my only choice was to have her operating the outboard to maneuver over to the dock and pick me up after I parked the truck and trailer. Simple enough. I instructed her in operating the controls on the motor. I then proceeded to back the boat into the water, released the boat, pulled the trailer out and parked. I then looked to see if my first mate had brought the boat over to the dock. Much to my chagrin, the boat was slowly spinning in circles on the opposite side of the ramp from the dock getting closer to the fishing pier on that side. I ran over hollering at my first mate asking what the hell is she doing. Her response was classic. "I don't know". I calmly explained to her how to steer the handle on the outboard. She was in a panic and was having nothing to do with my instructions. Through perseverance we managed to maneuver the boat close enough to shore so I was able to jump aboard. I then took over the helm and proceeded to maneuver out to a distance that we could safely raise the sails. But wait there's more...
This is the first time I / we have ever raised a sail on a mast of this size and complexity. I'm totally experienced in sailing a single handed boat. Theoretically, I completely understand how to maneuver, adjust and control the sails. However, understanding and execution are two different things. The main went up without much of a hitch. I began raising the jib when it suddenly wouldn't raise any higher than about 4 feet. Then I could see that the jib was upside-down. Duh, how did I do that. Getting us pointed into the wind I had the first mate attempt to maintain a steady course while I went forward and righted the jib. Finally, after a few tense moments we were able to get underway. We picked a perfect day for this shakedown. Had it been at all windy we would have either got knocked over or run aground. Here's some pics.
The hardest part here was battling the heat.
Just a slight breeze. Didn't move very fast through the water.
Need to clean the mainsail. This winter.
Was just a beautiful day for sailing. Would have been nice to have a little more wind.
The reason for the shakedown. I think the volcano needs replacing. There were no visible signs of cracks but the lower third section was damp as if it was seeping through the rubber itself.
We stayed out until sunset. They are just the best on the water.
Time to head back.
Docked, ready to see if we can get it back on the trailer. Trailering the boat was probably the easiest thing we did all day. I backed the trailer down the ramp then went back to the dock to bring the boat up to the trailer. The first mate didn't want to attempt this maneuver. One thing I paid attention to was where I needed to back the truck down to so the boat could easily float off the trailer. Made it simple when backing the trailer down the second time to retrieve the boat. Took us another hour to strap everything down and make ready for the trip home. Next time should go a little smoother.