I’m floating in air. GANNET and I are spending the night in the smaller of the two travel lifts. The yard slung her late this afternoon so I could paint the bottom of the keel and those spots blocked by the prop stands.
The last of the VC17 is gone. Finally. It put up a good fight, lasting almost two years since my first assault in April 2012 when GANNET was still on her trailer for winter storage at Skipper Bud’s in Winthrop Harbor. But I persisted and prevailed. That often happens: persisting and prevailing.
I also touched up a few places on the hull and the rub rail; and had the yard drill holes for 3/8” bolts in the Jordan drogue attachment and backing plates.
We’ll be back in the water and our slip first thing tomorrow. Deck scrubbed next thing. And then I’ll decide how I like GANNET in a black skirt.
