I was up early, it was quite overcast and consequently very cool in the breeze, so off I went getting the mainsail on to the rig, I had thought this would take an hour or two, but it took about three hours and by the end I was very hot in the blazing sun, and I burnt my shoulders as well. Still the sail looks in great shape, needs a good cleaning.


I had also been squirting WD40 into the cover plate for the emergency tiller over the last 24 hours, this morning I managed to free it and see if the tiller actually works, which it did, very reassuring.

I was now able to clear up the crap on the deck and give it a hose down, much cleaner, but also much easier to spot the areas that need attention. Mostly rust stains on the fiberglass.

She look happy enough sitting in the berth, hoping to move to a better spot soon, once I find one with power.

I also found a strange pintel type thing sticking out the front of the mast, any ideas ?

I took a walk along the coastal path to Tesco and spent a fortune on stuff for me and the boat.
A different Tesco to the one I went to last time, but just as big. I have noticed that they have taken the Tesco name, and some of the value brands, but not much else, certainly “The customer comes first/is alwalys right” concept got lost on the way. As with all the supermarkets I have visited so far, asking a member of staff the question “Do you know where the ‘salt/milk/coffee.. insert anything you like’ is kept, you will get a look of confusion, with a response of no, said in a way that should also include the phrase, “I only work here, stop bothering me”. Today they were upset that at the checkout the Oven glove I bought didn’t have a barcode, normally they just throw it to the side, end of story, you cant have it. but at Tesco I was asked if I would like to wait while they get the price, when I said yes, they seemed shocked and irritated, what was worse, when I got home, I realised they had just picked up the first oven glove they saw with a bar code which was twice the price of the one I wanted. Still I got enough ingredients to have a delicious tuna salad for dinner tonight.

Paul C.




Next onto the head and shower cubicle, or just the shower as it turned out, I got carried away, and decided on a full renovation job, so spent hours carefully removing slapdash varnishing and stains from the gelcoat interior. Now it looks great, it works too, the sump pump that drains the shower is really efficient, I’m not sure where it’s going yet.
I also registered the boat with the marina, and I can stay as long as I like, which is tempting.







A good trip down to the marina, and I did some boat handling practice. She turns very well using the prop walk, can do a 360 turn in about 1 1/2 boat lengths. My first attempt at coming alongside the pontoon was rubbish, my second attempt was barely better, thank goodness for fenders. My main problem is that I cant see much from the helm, the sprayhood and combined bimini block out most of the view, will need to change that arrangement, also we arrived with little water depth, and had the wind behind us and the tide on our side, at least they’re my excuses!



I had been a bit paranoid about the max prop auto feathering prop, it’s a fancy bit of gear that has to be setup right. When I looked out the cockpit at lunchtime, three guys were sitting round with it in all its constituent parts, cleaning each bit. I was shocked wondering how they would ever put it back together, it’s full of cogs and little screws and things, anyway, when they finally fitted it on to the prop shaft, the main guy said something to me , like he had to get something and would be back soon, I took the opportunity to have a play with it, and it was all wrong. My suspicions confirmed I had a go at him later, and he asked me to check it, it was working perfectly, and in fact it was much smoother than before. I felt a bit stupid, and he pointed out in his best Malay English that I should have waited until he had finished. I felt properly told off.