I'd say we're a bit overdue for a new story...so here is a quick recap of the previous four months. After exploring Barcelona, Spain we continued a southwesterly drive along the Spanish coastline. It was Thanksgiving, and we went to Murcia, Spain to visit my cousin for the holiday. I must thank Robert, Paco, and their roommates and friends for a fabulous visit! We felt instantly at home and learned much about Spanish culture. Robert cooks a delicious turkey! Afterward we returned to France; we winterized Detour
and departed, bound for the United States. We kept warm throughout the winter by keeping ourselves surrounded by family and friends. We traveled to California, Maine, New Hampshire, Pennsylvania, Ohio, and Virginia for many, long-overdue visits and introductions to newly arrived kiddos. Our friends have been busy while we were cruising the Caribbean! We also completed the sale of our dear Rode Trip
and gave her new owner, Prashantt, a proper tutorial on how the 'ol gal works. We look forward to learning of Prashantt's new ventures with SV Namah.
Inbetween social visits, we kept our refit skills at the ready by doing a bit of remodeling at the Grandjeans' lake house; it's ready for renters and we promise you'll have a splendid holiday at Lake Wallenpaupack, PA
And now begins chapter two of our cruising tale. We've returned to France and promptly readied Detour
for the water. There were minor details to get started, for instance, getting access to the inside of the boat. This proved difficult because our key had broken off inside of the lock at the locked position. In we go, through the hatch, and immediately out came the tools!
Then there was a bit of unpacking; this remains a daily task of organizing as we find new, permanent homes for our worldly possessions.
Brian settled into his ample work space to complete the installation of the Webasto forced hot air heater.
I kept busy outside sanding and painting the hull.
While we worked, Giraffe eagerly anticipated a watery view.
We had a rental car for only one week and during that time managed to get some necessary hardware items, grocery items, and found me a new set of wheels. Brian had flown his own bicycle with us. Now we are both equipped for European exploration.
Projects continue, as they do on boats, but we were water ready! We cycled to the chandlery to buy dock lines (there were none aboard) and jerry cans. Then we scheduled a fuel delivery to be certain that our diesel tank was tip-top full. Our tank holds 300 L (80gal) and we now have an additional 80 L (21 gal) of jerry cans. We also have installed a 10 L (2.5 gal) tank for the Webasto heater which should keep the heater running for approximately 20-hours at full blast. Hope everyone is looking forward to metric!
The morning of the launch we felt ready. Brian checked the rig; added new pins to the lifelines and added a few nuts that were missing to the bottom screws on the stantions. We'd installed hanging annodes in three locations to be plunked into the water at dockside. Brian reset the isolation transformer for water usage. We were scheduled for an afternoon launch and so we waited. At 3:00pm it was finally time. Everything happened very fast! We watched one boat prior to us launch so we had an idea of the process. We returned to the boat to rig dock lines and fenders. When it was our turn a Scandinavian looking, very muscular, dashingly blonde man whom we will henceforth refer to as 'Hulk' drove a tractor to our boat and scooped up the cradle trailer. Hulk gave no instruction whatsoever. He motioned for us to be down on the ground, so we got off of the boat and grabbed the ladder. Hulk was off at a pace that made us think he had 20 more boats to launch that day! We followed our boat at a very brisk pace through the yard toward the docks.
The cradle trailer was pushed beneath the sling. We watched as the boat was adjusted into the sling and then the trailer was removed. Here, we had pre-arranged with the yard to have a moment's pause in the sling so that we could add bottom paint to the areas where the cradle had been resting against the hull. There was no conversing with Hulk to reconfirm this plan. I held up the paint can and brush and Hulk gave a nod that it was now ok to walk beneath the boat hanging in the sling. Quickly I painted the little red squares of previous bottom paint remaining while Hulk parked our boat's cradle trailer elsewhere. Once painted, I moved away from beneath the sling. Brian and I stood watching as Hulk returned to his post at the controls of the sling and maneuvered our boat over the water.
"Get on board," Hulk instructed Brian. Brian scampered over the anchor and onto the boat. "Start the engine," the next command was straightforward, in English. Brian looked to me and shouted that he wanted to throw me a stern line, but I was not granted permission to walk along the edges of the launch to receive a line. Instead, "Get on board," accompanied by a head nod toward the bow of the boat. I too scampered over the anchor and onto the boat. Brian had started the engine, meanwhile the slings were being released! Brian had not a moment to check the condition of things; he'd envisioned running the engine, checking the bilges, checking the centerboard, making sure we'd not sink. But within moments the boat was free from the sling and Brian was shifting into reverse and getting a crash course lesson in maneuvering the new boat. With a slight nod, Hulk bid us farewell.
With the least bit of grace, yet without blunder, Brian maneuvered Detour
away from the launch area and out into the narrow channel which leads to and from Port Napoleon. He turned the boat around in the channel and returned to the marina to select a slip at the G docks...allll the way at the farthest back, dead end, corner of the docks. Docking was uneventful only because we didn't try any more fancy backing, simply pulled into the slip. (The next day the turn-around at the slip was interesting, but we had help from a neighbor to back the boat in so that we could actually access the water and electric.) We did learn, however, that while the bowthruster is in the down position for use the thing beeps shrilly and incessantly. That has been added to the ever present list of to-do's.
Parked! Giraffe could now enjoy his new view, and so could we! Next comes canvas and sails; also the systems on board the boat that require water cooling, pumping, etc. to function properly (namely the fridge and toilet).
As any superstitious sailor will tell you, a newly named boat requires proper ceremony when entering the water for the first time. Brian and I had a bottle of champagne for this momentous occasion! We toasted Neptune and shared a sip of champagne with the Sea God with hope it would ensure our safe passage on the sea.