As you probably know I don’t read much about sailing or watch sailing videos, except immodestly my own. I actually have other interests. But Carlos sent me a link to a video that I did watch. I thank him. Half is a promotion of their construction techniques from Bavaria Yachts; the other half the construction of megayachts by Amel Custom.
Carlos provided the title: hand made? As you will see, indeed not.
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=Qi2O85mkJXo
Not long ago Larry sent me a link to an article about a 127 meter/417’ sailboat reportedly being built for Jeff Bezos for around half a billion dollars.
If you read you will learn not surprisingly considering how much richer the rich have recently become that the megayacht business is booming.
My favorite sentence in the article is: ‘Clients can enjoy life at sea for long periods without having to go mix with others.” A concept that I, of course, find outrageous.
I did not realize that Jeff is also a sailor and that we have so much in common. I look forward to sitting down and swapping sea stories with him.
Bernard in the Netherlands sent me an email in response to the post about Jim’s idea to mount a self-steering vane utilizing the outboard mount. I have forwarded it to Jim, but thinking it might be of interest to others asked Bernard permission to publish it here, which he has granted. I thank him.
I do not plan to install a vane on GANNET. I have gotten by this long without one. I can continue to get by without one. And in addition to re-enforcement installing one creates complications of moving the outboard mount and on GANNET solar panels.
Perhaps the greatest unappreciated safety advantage of a vane, and one I do miss, is its ability to steer downwind under bare poles in severe weather. 50+ knots. Although if the wind gets to hurricane force, 64 knots, even vanes can be overwhelmed.
A consideration of installing a vane on a Moore is that inside the stern is a terrible place to work. Cramped. You can not even crawl back there. You must slither on your stomach or back. And there is no ventilation.
I had a lovely six mile bike ride this morning to Dolphin Point and back. Hilton Head is ten degrees F cooler than average this time of year and extremely pleasant in the mid-70s F. Along the way I passed the Webb-sized alligator sunning himself in his favorite spot not far from the bike path, but far enough. He had his mouth open, perhaps hoping a cyclist would fall in. There is something to be said for living in hope. Very impressive teeth.
Carol accuses me of sitting on my suitcase a week before a flight. I am not. But then I am not taking a suitcase, only my messenger bag. And I have been ready for several days. Tomorrow I fly from the lower to the upper flatlands.
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