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DELIGHTFUL ALBANIA

Envoy is now anchored at Syracuse, Sicily.
In posting this I have also added photos to the previous post.
We’d heard mixed reports about Albania, with most of the negative comments coming from people who hadn’t been there, but we found our four days there an absolute delight with wonderful, friendly, smiling and helpful people. Furthermore we found the Sarande region perfectly safe, very low priced and loaded with interesting places to visit.
Albania is a mountainous but fertile country roughly one tenth the size of New Zealand, with a largely rural-based population of 3.5 million, of whom 60% are Muslim with the remainder being Catholic or Orthodox. It was great to hear the regular calls to Muslim prayer again, something we’ve not heard since leaving Turkey. Albania has a rich and colourful history having suffered invasions by Greeks, Romans, Venetians, Turks and French among others. Then for five decades after WW11 Albania was an isolationist, totalitarian, atheist, communist state ruled by iron-fisted President Enver Hoxha, and only in 1991 when the system collapsed did Albania, at that time the poorest country in Europe, start to open up to the outside world.
We used BWA Yachting as agents to clear-in (agents are mandatory), and BWA’s Auron Tate’s best friend is married to a part-Maori New Zealander. She is the daughter of a Mr Taylor who used to be high up in the former New Zealand Communist Party, then emigrated to Albania with his family in the late 1960s to live under the communist system.
BWA had emailed us advising a huge number of documents required to visit Albania, something like 19, including a list of personal effects of all people on board – in fact it all seemed so daunting we were almost put off visiting. In reality though this list applied to commercial vessels, and they only wanted to see our Crew List, passports and Registration Certificate, making it all very simple. The formalities were cheap at 38 Euros (NZ$) and for comparison this costs 150 Euros (NZ$) in Greece. Envoy’s berthage alongside the quay cost 70 Euros (NZ$) for three nights. BWA’s main contact person helping us with practical issues like water and power had the interesting name – Captain Zaho. We shared the same dock with Port Police so the security was excellent.

Envoy quayside in Sarande – security here was very good

Enjoying a delicious and reasonably-priced dinner at a Sarande waterfront taverna

One of our days there we took a 40 minute bus trip, costing 200 Leke (about NZ$2.25) each return, to see the impressive ruins of Butrint, founded about 1400BC and since settled in turn by all of the various invading countries.

Chris, Di and Laurie exploring Butrint ruins

On the return bus trip we bought a cheap bracelet from an enterprising eleven year old boy who can speak ten languages.

Sitting with Chris in the bus, this enterprising 11 year old Albanian speaks 10 languages

Another day we rented a car and drove about 90 minutes to Gjirokasta, the best preserved Ottoman village in the Balkans overlooked by a castle that became the palace of local ruler Ali Pasha. Here we had a cooked breakfast for three for a total of 1,050 Leke (about NZ$12).

Blue Eye freshwater springs on the way to Gjirokasta

Sombre entrance to Gjirokasta castle, once a prison

Gjirokasta is riddled with atmospheric cobbled lanes

Chris bought a carving from this stone carver working beside a Gjirokasta lane

Our last night we had dinner at the castle overlooking Sarande, with entertainment from an Albanian cultural group. Other patrons included a very lively group of Polish ladies seemingly wanting to make the most of their vacation, and everyone danced to the haunting Albanian music based around a prolonged monotone chant with different performers taking turns to add lyrics and gesticulations in a similar form to rap.

Albanian entertainers pose with guests – they insisted Chris and I wear their hats!

By visiting non-EU Albania for a few days Envoy is able to remain in the EU for a further 18 months without any VAT liability, and we’re now rather intrigued by Albania and plan to return.

TECHNICAL Chris “MacGyver” has project-managed quite a few jobs for us since coming aboard including the installation of a fresh water consumption meter. Envoy carries a generous 980 litres of water in three tanks, but we don’t have contents gauges and only one tank can be accessed for dipping. Up to now we’ve been getting around this by keeping the tanks filled to a high level using additional water stored in plastic containers on deck. We decided to install a consumption meter so that when we start to use a tank we can record the meter reading, know how much water is left in the tank, and know when to change tanks. This means we shouldn’t need to carry so much spare water, and will eliminate the risk of a tank running dry – which results in difficulty re-priming the water pumps. This is now installed downstream from the water pump and the new system is working well.

Chris holding Sensus water gauge prior to installation

ENVOY LOG As at 18/5/14, we’d spent 40 days aboard and cruised 133 miles for 24 engine hours.

Weather to stay or weather to go?



We are heading out on a three day run from Grand Cayman Island to Key West Florida. We’ve consulted with our weather router, Omni Bob and studied the various weather websites. We should have a nice little weather window to travel north, around the east coast of Cuba and into the Florida Keys.


Prior to purchasing Anna Mae the agreement was that I would make the decision to travel depending on weather and sea conditions. I am giving a green light to leave this afternoon, with an ETA of Thursday mid day. 

Grand Cayman Island has been a relaxing and interesting place to visit. This was a first for Anna Mae, being tied to a mooring ball. Bill generally doesn’t trust them, unfortunately it was our only option. The reef around the island is protected and anchoring is prohibited. 

Anna Mae has been out of the states for 6 months. we are looking forward to getting back into US waters.

Weather to stay or weather to go?



We are heading out on a three day run from Grand Cayman Island to Key West Florida. We’ve consulted with our weather router, Omni Bob and studied the various weather websites. We should have a nice little weather window to travel north, around the east coast of Cuba and into the Florida Keys.


Prior to purchasing Anna Mae the agreement was that I would make the decision to travel depending on weather and sea conditions. I am giving a green light to leave this afternoon, with an ETA of Thursday mid day. 

Grand Cayman Island has been a relaxing and interesting place to visit. This was a first for Anna Mae, being tied to a mooring ball. Bill generally doesn’t trust them, unfortunately it was our only option. The reef around the island is protected and anchoring is prohibited. 

Anna Mae has been out of the states for 6 months. we are looking forward to getting back into US waters.

Cayman Islands

A tiny lizard sunning himself in the jungle.Our neighbors come and go daily.Hanging with The Blue IguanasYes, I was ready to get up and run if her turned on me…Naughty Iguanas, not shy at all.We arrived in The Cayman Islands a couple of days ago and …

Cayman Islands

A tiny lizard sunning himself in the jungle.

Our neighbors come and go daily.

Hanging with The Blue Iguanas

Yes, I was ready to get up and run if he turned on me…

Naughty Iguanas, not shy at all.

We arrived in The Cayman Islan…

Saturday May 31, 2014 – Port Orford, Oregon to Westport Wa.

Tuesday, May 27, 2014 – Underway from Newport Oregon to Columbia River
Port Orford proved to be a great moorage.  Because we had stopped at noon on the 24th, we felt like we had a holiday.  By 6 am on Sunday the 25twe were off and heading north to Coos Bay.  That would have been about an 8 hour day and would leave us with a 14 hour day following to get into Newport where we planned to take a full day of rest. 
It was glassy leaving Port Orford and we ran close enough to the shore to see the almost endless display of offshore rocks that seems to characterize this part of the coast.  Many of these are named. While some, like Pillar Rock, NW Rock, Haystack Rock are obvious, others, like Fox Rock must have really stories. 
The seas were so pleasant that we decided bypass Coos Bay and instead go into the little harbor of Winchester Bay at the outlet of the Umpqua River.  Although in bad weather this bar has a nasty reputation, we had no worries given our weather and going the extra distance would split the trip to Newport into two more equal portions. 
Winchester Bay is served by the Salmon Marina.  We called the telephone number in the cruising guide and got a recorded message telling us that the office hours were 8 to 5, Monday through Friday.  It being Sunday, that was not helpful.  I finally pushed the button for the “emergency operator” as distinguished from 911, and was connected to a lovely young lady.  I explained that we wanted to tie up that night around 6 with a 6 am departure and would not be there during office hours.  The operator finally put me through to Heidi who manages the RV park.  Heidi was very helpful and radioed Ralph, who radioed Steve, who finally explained we could use the after hours dock by the Coast Guard Station and leave $15 in the box at the head of the dock. 
For me, this marina was a real return to the Northwest.  It is a large marina, but nowhere near full and mostly populated by fishing boats displaying varing degrees of prosperity.  Many were the little classic wooden trawlers.  One was an old Tolly, literally covered with vegetation. One might have thought the fern glimpsed through the window was a house plant had it not been for the ferns growing through various portions of the exterior.  For $15 dollars we were  snug and slept very well.
For Earl, the Umpqua held old memories.  One of his jobs with the Federal Water Pollution Control Administration in the early 60’s involved lots of sampling at the mouth of this river.

The next day was Memorial Day and as we neared Newport late in the afternoon we were treated to the sight of two multimasted wooden boats.  Once was the Lady Washington who we have seen before.  I never did get the name of the other. They were apparently engaged in a mock battle because we could hear cannons.  Both boats carried passengers and as they rocked around we wondered it any of them were not sea sick.  It was fun.
Newport is huge harbor with multiple marinas.   We opted to anchor out.  Earl says we are too cheap to pay, but the truth is that it is much less work to anchor than to pull out all the ropes and bumpers to tie up at a dock and then undo them early the next morning. 
Our anchorage was just perfect.  We are apparently in the season when birds ‘do their thing”.  At Winchester, we saw gulls doing it.  (She did not seem impressed.)  In Newport we had a trio of pigeon guillemots.  They are a flashy bird, black with white winds and red feet.  The inside of their beaks are also bright red.     The three seems to be getting along fine, when suddenly two went off in one direction and started engaging in courtship rituals while the other had a tantrum.  He squawked with his red mouth open and thrashed around in the water.  Not a happy loser.
Tuesday, May 27, 2014 – Underway from Newport Oregon to Columbia River
Port Orford proved to be a great moorage.  Because we had stopped at noon on the 24th, we felt like we had a holiday.  By 6 am on Sunday the 25twe were off and heading north to Coos Bay.  That would have been about an 8 hour day and would leave us with a 14 hour day following to get into Newport where we planned to take a full day of rest. 
It was glassy leaving Port Orford and we ran close enough to the shore to see the almost endless display of offshore rocks that seems to characterize this part of the coast.  Many of these are named. While some, like Pillar Rock, NW Rock, Haystack Rock are obvious, others, like Fox Rock must have really stories.  
 
parade of rocks off Oregon coast

The seas were so pleasant that we decided bypass Coos Bay and instead go into the little harbor of Winchester Bay at the outlet of the Umpqua River.  Although in bad weather this bar has a nasty reputation, we had no worries given our weather and going the extra distance would split the trip to Newport into two more equal portions. 
Typical NW lighthouse
Winchester Bay is served by the Salmon Marina.  We called the telephone number in the cruising guide and got a recorded message telling us that the office hours were 8 to 5, Monday through Friday.  It being Sunday, that was not helpful.  I finally pushed the button for the “emergency operator” as distinguished from 911, and was connected to a lovely young lady.  I explained that we wanted to tie up that night around 6 with a 6 am departure and would not be there during office hours.  The operator finally put me through to Heidi who manages the RV park.  Heidi was very helpful and radioed Ralph, who radioed Steve, who finally explained we could use the after hours dock by the Coast Guard Station and leave $15 in the box at the head of the dock. 
For me, this marina was a real return to the Northwest.  It is a large marina, but nowhere near full and mostly populated by fishing boats displaying varing degrees of prosperity.  Many were the little classic wooden trawlers.  One was an old Tolly, literally covered with vegetation. One might have thought the fern glimpsed through the window was a house plant had it not been for the ferns growing through various portions of the exterior.  For $15 dollars we were  snug and slept very well.
For Earl, the Umpqua held old memories.  One of his jobs with the Federal Water Pollution Control Administration in the early 60’s involved lots of sampling at the mouth of this river.

The next day was Memorial Day and as we neared Newport late in the afternoon we were treated to the sight of two multimasted wooden boats.  Once was the Lady Washington who we have seen before.  I never did get the name of the other. They were apparently engaged in a mock battle because we could hear cannons.  Both boats carried passengers and as they rocked around we wondered it any of them were not sea sick.  It was fun.
Memorial Day seabattle in front of Newport OR
Newport is huge harbor with multiple marinas.   We opted to anchor out.  Earl says we are too cheap to pay, but the truth is that it is much less work to anchor than to pull out all the ropes and bumpers to tie up at a dock and then undo them early the next morning.  
Newport Or Coast Guard station
Our anchorage was just perfect.  We are apparently in the season when birds ‘do their thing”.  At Winchester, we saw gulls doing it.  (She did not seem impressed.)  In Newport we had a trio of pigeon guillemots.  They are a flashy bird, black with white winds and red feet.  The inside of their beaks are also bright red.     The three seems to be getting along fine, when suddenly two went off in one direction and started engaging in courtship rituals while the other had a tantrum.  He squawked with his red mouth open and thrashed around in the water.  Not a happy loser.
 
Condos near our anchorage

Newport Bridge from our anchorage

Today we left early, around 5, as soon as the tide was easing on the bar and are headed north towards the Columbia River.  We will cross the bar and anchor in the river or keep going over night to Westport, Earl’s home town.
Going is nice.  We passed Cape Lookout where in one scenario we had thought to anchor.  It has a spectacular cave at the base.

Point Lookout

Saturday, May 31, 2014  – Westport Washington
 Well, as on other occasions this trip, the weather looked better than it was forecasted to be the next day, so we continued on past the Columbia River and on to Westport.  Not having to negotiate the Columbia River Bar and the additional mileage in and out of the river was a definite timesaver and the weather was reasonable.  It was no doubt the right thing to do, but after we finally tied up in Westport at 7 am after having to kill time waiting for the tide at the bar, we were pooped.  No more overnights ever, says Earl.  AMEN
 
Sunset off the Columbia River

I don’t really remember much of anything about Wednesday our first day here.  I think we both spent most of it sleeping.
Bright and early on Thursday morning, Earl’s childhood friend Brady came by for coffee and muffins.  They had a great time catching up.  It was a rainy day and not very conducive to washing the boat which we had put on the agenda.  Instead, Earl and I took the bus to Aberdeen, the closest town with a car rental agency.  It is wonderful that there is a public transportation system here, even if it only runs Monday through Friday during the day.  It cost us each $1.  We took a little van that picked us up from the head of the dock and took us and a number of other people who waved it down, to the park and ride on the outskirts of town where we transferred to a larger bus for the 20 miles to Aberdeen.
We picked up the car and scheduled to return it before the agency closed for the weekend and went to look for a haircut for Earl.  The closest turned out, from Earl’s brief observation, to be haircut plus some preaching the word of God, so he decided to look for something else.  We stopped first for what turned out to be surprisingly good Thai food at a takeout place that had a few tables outside, but under cover.  On the proprietor’s recommendation we drove to Rex’s barber shop in the adjoining community of Hoqium and Earl emerged 30 minutes later looking much more respectable.  His last haircut had been close to 2 months ago and he was beginning to look like a street person.
We did shopping and drove back to town.  Rhododendrons thrive in this coastal climate.  Most of the old houses are very modest and many of them are drarfed by rhodies planted along side them, probably when the houses were new.  They are very beautiful.
After a little boat cleaning, we treated ourselves to dinner on the town.  It turned out the most highly recommended place was not in Westport, but at Bennets in the little community of Grayland down the highway.  We had a very good dinner, with crab cakes and chicken left over for lunch the next day.
Friday the sun was out and we went to work getting the boat spic and span.  Earl did a wonderful job outside.  I did the galley before leaving to return the car.  I found the battery was dead –apparently someone left the lights on the night before.  But this is small and friendly town and a nice woman passerby offered to get me a jump.
That night Brady and his wife Happy came for dinner and, again, we had a wonderful time catching up.  Brady brought Earl a huge bag of live oysters.  He knows how to make Earl happy!  The big party will be tomorrow.  We are hosting an open house for Earl’s school classmates that are still in the area and, probably, a few others.  His class only had 20 some kids in it, so I expect it will be a small reunion, but probably we will have enough to make it a crowd for the Serenity.  Daisy will be in heaven thinking everyone is there to see her.
This morning as we were having breakfast, Brady showed up with a bunch of freshly dug razor clams for Earl.  Razor clams are absolutely Earl’s favorite food.  He had thought about going to dig some but instead he just whined to Brady. Between the clams and the oysters, he is in heaven.
Monday we will be heading off again.  Of course the weather gods are probably not smiling on us.  It looks like today and Sunday will be the best weather of the week.   Regardless, I am sure we will go.  Like a horse that smells the barn door, we are ready to be home. 
Today we left early, around 5, as soon as the tide was easing on the bar and are headed north towards the Columbia River.  We will cross the bar and anchor in the river or keep going over night to Westport, Earl’s home town.
Going is nice.  We passed Cape Lookout where in one scenario we had thought to anchor.  It has a spectacular cave at the base.
Saturday, May 31, 2014  – Westport Washington
 Well, as on other occasions this trip, the weather looked better than it was forecasted to be the next day, so we continued on past the Columbia River and on to Westport.  Not having to negotiate the Columbia River Bar and the additional mileage in and out of the river was a definite timesaver and the weather was reasonable.  It was no doubt the right thing to do, but after we finally tied up in Westport at 7 am after having to kill time waiting for the tide at the bar, we were pooped.  No more overnights ever, says Earl.  AMEN
I don’t really remember much of anything about Wednesday our first day here.  I think we both spent most of it sleeping.
Bright and early on Thursday morning, Earl’s childhood friend Brady came by for coffee and muffins.  They had a great time catching up.  It was a rainy day and not very conducive to washing the boat which we had put on the agenda.  Instead, Earl and I took the bus to Aberdeen, the closest town with a car rental agency.  It is wonderful that there is a public transportation system here, even if it only runs Monday through Friday during the day.  It cost us each $1.  We took a little van that picked us up from the head of the dock and took us and a number of other people who waved it down, to the park and ride on the outskirts of town where we transferred to a larger bus for the 20 miles to Aberdeen.
We picked up the car and scheduled to return it before the agency closed for the weekend and went to look for a haircut for Earl.  The closest turned out, from Earl’s brief observation, to be haircut plus some preaching the word of God, so he decided to look for something else.  We stopped first for what turned out to be surprisingly good Thai food at a takeout place that had a few tables outside, but under cover.  On the proprietor’s recommendation we drove to Rex’s barber shop in the adjoining community of Hoqium and Earl emerged 30 minutes later looking much more respectable.  His last haircut had been close to 2 months ago and he was beginning to look like a street person.
We did shopping and drove back to town.  Rhododendrons thrive in this coastal climate.  Most of the old houses are very modest and many of them are drarfed by rhodies planted along side them, probably when the houses were new.  They are very beautiful.
After a little boat cleaning, we treated ourselves to dinner on the town.  It turned out the most highly recommended place was not in Westport, but at Bennets in the little community of Grayland down the highway.  We had a very good dinner, with crab cakes and chicken left over for lunch the next day.
Friday the sun was out and we went to work getting the boat spic and span.  Earl did a wonderful job outside.  I did the galley before leaving to return the car.  I found the battery was dead –apparently someone left the lights on the night before.  But this is small and friendly town and a nice woman passerby offered to get me a jump.
That night Brady and his wife Happy came for dinner and, again, we had a wonderful time catching up.  Brady brought Earl a huge bag of live oysters.  He knows how to make Earl happy!  The big party will be tomorrow.  We are hosting an open house for Earl’s school classmates that are still in the area and, probably, a few others.  His class only had 20 some kids in it, so I expect it will be a small reunion, but probably we will have enough to make it a crowd for the Serenity.  Daisy will be in heaven thinking everyone is there to see her.
This morning as we were having breakfast, Brady showed up with a bunch of freshly dug razor clams for Earl.  Razor clams are absolutely Earl’s favorite food.  He had thought about going to dig some but instead he just whined to Brady. Between the clams and the oysters, he is in heaven.

 
NW shellfish heaven!

“small” oyster appetizer – just a snack!
Monday we will be heading off again.  Of course the weather gods are probably not smiling on us.  It looks like today and Sunday will be the best weather of the week.   Regardless, I am sure we will go.  Like a horse that smells the barn door, we are ready to be home. 

Saturday May 31, 2014 – Port Orford, Oregon to Westport Wa.

Tuesday, May 27, 2014 – Underway from Newport Oregon
Port Orford proved to be a great moorage.  Because we had stopped at noon on the 24th, we felt like we had a holiday.  By 6 am on Sunday the 25twe were off and heading north to Coos Bay. 
It was glassy leaving Port Orford and we ran close enough to the shore to see the almost endless display of offshore rocks that seems to characterize this part of the coast.  Many of these are named. While some, like Pillar Rock, NW Rock, Haystack Rock are obvious, others, like Fox Rock must have really stories.  
 
Pt Orford reef Oregon coast

The seas were so pleasant that we decided bypass Coos Bay and instead go into the little harbor of Winchester Bay at the outlet of the Umpqua River.  Although in bad weather this bar has a nasty reputation, we had no worries given our weather and going the extra distance would split the trip to Newport into two more equal portions.  A stop at Coos Bay would would have been about an 8 hour day and would leave us with a 14 hour day following to get into Newport.  By going on to Winchester Bay, we broke the trip into two more reasonable days.
Typical NW lighthouse
Winchester Bay is served by the Salmon Marina.  We called the telephone number in the cruising guide and got a recorded message telling us that the office hours were 8 to 5, Monday through Friday.  It being Sunday, that was not helpful.  I finally pushed the button for the “emergency operator” as distinguished from 911, and was connected to a lovely young lady.  I explained that we wanted to tie up that night around 6 with a 6 am departure and would not be there during office hours.  The operator finally put me through to Heidi who manages the RV park.  Heidi was very helpful and radioed Ralph, who radioed Steve, who finally explained we could use the after hours dock by the Coast Guard Station and leave $15 in the box at the head of the dock. 
For me, this marina was a real return to the Northwest.  It is a large marina, but nowhere near full and mostly populated by fishing boats displaying varing degrees of prosperity.  Many were the little classic wooden trawlers.  One was an old Tolly, literally covered with vegetation. One might have thought the fern glimpsed through the window was a house plant had it not been for the ferns growing through various portions of the exterior.  For $15 dollars we were  snug and slept very well.
For Earl, the Umpqua held old memories.  One of his jobs with the Federal Water Pollution Control Administration in the early 60’s involved lots of sampling at the mouth of this river.

The next day was Memorial Day and as we neared Newport late in the afternoon we were treated to the sight of two multimasted wooden boats.  Once was the Lady Washington who we have seen before.  I never did get the name of the other. They were apparently engaged in a mock battle because we could hear cannons.  Both boats carried passengers, apparently in period costumes,  and as they rocked around we wondered it any of them were not sea sick.  It was fun.
Memorial Day seabattle in front of Newport OR
Newport is huge harbor with multiple marinas.   We opted to anchor out.  Earl says we are too cheap to pay, but the truth is that it is much less work to anchor than to pull out all the ropes and bumpers to tie up at a dock and then undo them early the next morning.  
Newport Or Coast Guard station
Our anchorage was just perfect.  We are apparently in the season when birds ‘do their thing”.  At Winchester, we saw gulls doing it.  (She did not seem impressed.)  In Newport we had a trio of pigeon guillemots.  They are a flashy bird, black with white winds and red feet.  The inside of their beaks are also bright red.     The three seems to be getting along fine, when suddenly two went off in one direction and started engaging in courtship rituals while the other had a tantrum.  He squawked with his red mouth open and thrashed around in the water.  Not a happy loser.
 
Condos near our anchorage

Newport Bridge from our anchorage

Today we left early, around 5, as soon as the tide was easing on the bar and are headed north towards the Columbia River.  We will cross the bar and anchor in the river or keep going over night to Westport, Earl’s home town.
Going is nice.  We passed Cape Lookout where in one scenario we had thought to anchor.  It has a spectacular cave at the base.

Point Lookout

Saturday, May 31, 2014  – Westport Washington
 Well, as on other occasions this trip, the weather looked better than it was forecasted to be the next day, so we continued on past the Columbia River and on to Westport.  Not having to negotiate the Columbia River Bar and the additional mileage in and out of the river was a definite time saver and the weather was reasonable.  It was no doubt the right thing to do, but after we finally tied up in Westport at 7 am after having to kill time waiting for the tide at the bar, we were pooped.  No more overnights ever, says Earl.  AMEN
 
Sunset off the Columbia River

I don’t really remember much of anything about Wednesday our first day here.  I think we both spent most of it sleeping.
Bright and early on Thursday morning, Earl’s long time friend -75 years worth- Brady came by for coffee and muffins.  They had a great time catching up.  It was a rainy day and not very conducive to washing the boat which we had put on the agenda.  Instead, Earl and I took the bus to Aberdeen, the closest town with a car rental agency.  It is wonderful that there is a public transportation system here, even if it only runs Monday through Friday during the day.  It cost us each $1.  We took a little van that picked us up from the head of the dock and took us and a number of other people who waved it down, to the park and ride on the outskirts of town where we transferred to a larger bus for the 20 miles to Aberdeen.
We picked up the car and scheduled to return it before the agency closed for the weekend and went to look for a haircut for Earl.  The closest turned out, from Earl’s brief observation, to be haircut plus some preaching the word of God, so he decided to look for something else.  We stopped first for what turned out to be surprisingly good Thai food at a takeout place that had a few tables outside, but under cover.  On the proprietor’s recommendation we drove to Rex’s barber shop in the adjoining community of Hoqium and Earl emerged 30 minutes later looking much more respectable.  His last haircut had been close to 2 months ago and he was beginning to look like a street person.
We did shopping and drove back to town.  Rhododendrons thrive in this coastal climate.  Most of the old houses are very modest and many of them are drarfed by rhodies planted along side them, probably when the houses were new.  They are very beautiful.
After a little boat cleaning, we treated ourselves to dinner on the town.  It turned out the most highly recommended place was not in Westport, but at Bennets in the little community of Grayland down the highway.  We had a very good dinner, with crab cakes and chicken left over for lunch the next day.
Friday the sun was out and we went to work getting the boat spic and span.  Earl did a wonderful job outside.  I did the galley before leaving to return the car.  I found the battery was dead –apparently someone left the lights on the night before.  But this is small and friendly town and a nice woman passerby offered to get me a jump.
That night Brady and his wife Happy came for dinner and, again, we had a wonderful time catching up.  Brady brought Earl a huge bag of live oysters.  He knows how to make Earl happy!  The big party will be tomorrow.  We are hosting an open house for Earl’s school classmates that are still in the area and, probably, a few others.  His class only had 20 some kids in it, so I expect it will be a small reunion, but probably we will have enough to make it a crowd for the Serenity.  Daisy will be in heaven thinking everyone is there to see her.
This morning as we were having breakfast, Brady showed up with a bunch of freshly dug razor clams for Earl.  Razor clams are absolutely Earl’s favorite food.  He had thought about going to dig some but instead he just whined to Brady. Between the clams and the oysters, he is in heaven.

 
NW shellfish heaven!

“small” oyster appetizer – just a snack!
Monday we will be heading off again.  Of course the weather gods are probably not smiling on us.  It looks like today and Sunday will be the best weather of the week.   Regardless, I am sure we will go.  Like a horse that smells the barn door, we are ready to be home. 

Homeport ~~~

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[KensBlog 2014-01] Preparing For The Season

Greetings all!

It’s almost cruising season! Within a couple weeks Roberta and I, our puppies (Toundra and Keeley,) and our Nordhavn 68 yacht, Sans Souci, will begin this year’s journey. Roberta and I are on the boat now, in the country of Montenegro, preparing to get underway. We will be cruising alongside another couple, Steven and Carol Argosy, on their Nordhavn 62, Seabird, as we have done for the last five years.

Once we start cruising in mid-June the regular blog entries will begin. For now, I hope you will enjoy this look-back at our preparations for the season. If you are new to the blog, I should advise you that this is not a typical blog entry. Preparing for a long journey involves lots of work to get the boat ready to go. This blog entry primarily focuses on mechanical things. Once we leave the dock for Italy the blog will become a bit more “travelogue-ish” and fun!

Here’s what is covered in this pre-blog blog entry:

Introduction

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Ken Roberta and the puppies (Toundra and Keeley) in Mykonos, Greece during 2013

We have lots of new subscribers to the blog who registered during the off-season, so I’ll give a quick 30 second background on who we are and what we’re doing. Regular readers of the blog will want to skip this part…

Roberta and I were early computer pioneers. We started a computer game company that did very well, Sierra On-Line (Kings Quest, Leisure-Suit Larry, Nascar, Red Baron, Space Quest, Half-Life, Frogger and many dozens of other titles.) In fact, so well that we were able to retire fairly young. This left us with the question of what to do with the rest of our lives. It didn’t take us long to ponder over that question. We’ve always loved boats, and within months of retirement we bought a 62’ Nordhavn trawler, a boat capable of crossing oceans.

At the time, we never really contemplated crossing oceans. We just wanted a boat that would be safe enough to handle the rough seas we would encounter in the Pacific NW.

We took delivery of our Nordhavn 62 in 1996, and enjoyed cruising around the San Juan Islands (near Seattle) for a few years, and then had the boat transported to France (a combination of a delivery crew and a freighter.) Once there we had a slip just outside Monaco and spent a couple summers, before receiving an email from Nordhavn that was to change our lives.

In 2004 Nordhavn announced a rally across the Atlantic. A group of boats would be crossing the Atlantic together, and we were invited to participate. Whereas we would never do something so adventurous alone, running alongside a group of other boats sounded both safe and fun! The only problem was that we were already in France. So, we loaded the boat on a freighter to Florida, and then drove it right back to its own slip in France!

After the Nordhavn Atlantic Rally we started thinking about remodeling the boat, just to make it a bit nicer. And, as sometimes happens, once we started looking at a remodel, somehow we convinced ourselves that we wanted a whole new boat. And, that’s how our Nordhavn 68 came to be.

Sans Souci, our Nordhavn 68

Roberta, I, and the dogs now divide our lives three ways: a condo in Seattle, a home in Mexico, and the boat, in roughly equal proportions. Our goal is to circumnavigate, but taking our time doing so. We tend to go two to six thousand miles a season, and have cruised to Costa Rica, San Salvador, Guatemala, Alaska, the Bering Sea, Japan, Taiwan, Hong Kong, Turkey, Greece, Croatia and Montenegro.

As to us personally: I’m an extreme computer geek, and don’t really consider myself a great boat man, despite the 40,000+ miles we have run. Whereas many people do much of the work on their boats themselves, I tend to cheat. I work with a Seattle-based company (Pacific Yacht Mangement) who puts the boat into tip-top condition during each off-season. Because of the places we cruise I need to be able to repair the boat if it breaks, so I do spend a lot of time studying things like electrical manuals and diesel manuals. I’m much better with a keyboard than a wrench, but .. so far the boat is still floating.

Behind the scenes, it is Roberta who is the adventurous one. Roberta used to design computer games and spent her childhood wishing she could grow up to be Walt Disney or maybe Indiana Jones. She reads thick history books for fun, is unbeatable at trivia, and is always optimistic. Whereas I’d be happiest sitting in a dark room staring at a computer monitor, Roberta isn’t happy unless we’re pioneering in some way. They say opposites attract, and it must be true because we’ve somehow stayed married for FOUR decades! (Note: Married young – a year out of high school.)

As to the blog itself, it started during our Atlantic crossing as a way of communicating with family and friends. Somehow the universe of friends grew, and just kept growing. My best guesstimate of readership is now well into the 10s of thousands. People read the blog for different reasons. Some to prepare themselves for their own adventures, some just to daydream of faraway places, and others just to see what will happen next.

Welcome aboard!

And, with that said, let’s look at this year’s plan…

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Our planned route for summer 2014. That said, we’re here to have fun, so .. don’t be surprised if we get sidetracked somewhere along the way!

We will again be traveling this year alongside our good friends, Steven and Carol Argosy, with their Nordhavn 62 named Seabird. Not only are they awesome people, it adds immensely to the experience to have another couple along. I also consider them our boat’s #1 safety feature. If we, or they, ever get in serious trouble the other boat will be a short swim away.

This year we’ll pick up where we left off last year, starting in Sibenik, Croatia. We departed from Sibenik last week, within 36 hours of our arrival from Seattle, and cruised south for two days to the country of Montenegro — which is where we are located as I type this blog entry. Last year, we were in Montenegro and were eager to return for several reasons.

  1. Cheap fuel! – The price per gallon for fuel in Montenegro, if you buy your fuel immediately after clearing out of the country, is half what you’d pay elsewhere. There’s a lot to be said for saving several dollars a gallon when you are buying 3,000 gallons!
  2. An amazing marina! – Someone in Montenegro understands marketing. If you make the fuel price attractive enough the big boats will paddle your direction as fast as they can. And, of course, once they arrive, they start spending money. It’s a win-win for everyone. The Porto Montenegro marina is incredible, and we want to spoil ourselves before crossing over to Italy.
  3. It’s outside the EU! There are rules in the EU (European Union) that limit how long we can be there, and also limit how long the boat can be there as well. Croatia is now in the EU, and the boat needs to leave it within 18 months, or a huge import tax (VAT) would be payable. Roberta and I, also, have a problem with EU immigration. We are only allowed 90 days there at a time. Montenegro – not part of the European Union — gives us a chance to spend time on the boat without our immigration clock ticking.
  4. It’s not Croatia! Croatia is a wonderful place to cruise, and highly recommended. That said, I confess that I was angry at Croatia and “just wanted the heck out of there.” I’ll talk more about why in the next section.

Malta: One of the world’s smallest countries, but also one of the most densely populated. History, AND great cruising!

From Montenegro we will cross over to Italy’s east coast, which is not a very good cruising ground. Maybe we’ll be favorably surprised, but I am expecting that we’ll move quickly to get to Sicily (southwest of Italy.) I know nothing about any of these places, and honestly, I haven’t even looked at the travel books. From what I’ve gathered, we are going to like Sicily and love Malta. We’re planning to cruise for two or three weeks in Malta. From there we’ll start working our way north along the west coast of Italy, detouring to Sardinia, Corsica, and any small islands that catch our attention – like Capri. Finally, we’ll finish around Italy’s border with France by mid-September.

There are some customs I’ll never get used to

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When I mention to people that we are circumnavigating a small boat, their first question is usually, “But aren’t you scared out there in the middle of the ocean?” Maybe we’ve just been lucky, but even with crossing the Atlantic and the Pacific there have only been a few hours where things got exciting. The bigger problems always seem to be land-based.

The biggest challenge with our kind of cruising is to maintain the boat in a seaworthy condition in faraway places. Even the simplest of things can be incredibly hard at times. For instance, in Hong Kong we needed motor oil. This meant a lost day trying to hunt it down. Finding things like oil filters is perhaps easy if you speak the language and know where to go, but for us our easiest option is usually to ship in parts and supplies.

It is now five years since Sans Souci departed Seattle. We’ve done some maintenance each year, but I felt it was time for the boat to have a major “going over.” There were several reasons why this was a good year to get a lot of work done, but the biggest one was that I perceived that we were in a good place for it. Our marina in Croatia (Mandalina Marina) had a full shipyard onsite, and I found a good Croatian guy (Ante Muic, http://www.bosun.hr) who could be our liason in Croatia to arrange work. Also a factor was the recognition that our 20kw generator (we depend on it to generate electricity when we are at sea) was showing signs that it wouldn’t live much longer. Our generator only had about 7,000 hours on it, which made it fairly young in terms of a normal generator lifespan, but we’ve worked it hard. Plus, there’s a good argument that it was a lemon from when it was new. It has been a non-stop source of problems with oil leaks, an inability to generate its rated electric capacity, and constant breakdowns. We depend on the generator 24 hours a day, 7 days a week, and I was tired of dealing with the problems. I made the decision to swap it for a new one.

Once I decided I was going to ship a new generator and a team of mechanics to Croatia, I figured that I might as well get everything I could think of fixed. What started as a fairly small number of boat-parts being shipped over started growing, and then it grew some more, and then Steven, our traveling companion, said, “As long as you have a shipment going to Croatia, perhaps I can send a few things along…”

Somehow, things got a little out of control, and we shipped more parts to Croatia than was probably wise. We shipped six of these tubs — plus a lot more!

The shipment left Seattle in December 2013, and Jeff Sanson and his team (my mechanics, from Pacific Yacht Management) bought plane tickets to be in Croatia at the end of February 2014.

Europe has a VAT tax. It’s like a national sales tax on items being imported into the country. I knew that the tax would need to be paid on the shipment, and was fine with this. It would be expensive. We were shipping a lot of stuff, including the new generator. Mentally, I was prepared to write a large check to import all of the items into Croatia. However, the truth is that I wouldn’t be importing the parts into the country. They were for my boat which is just passing through Croatia. The parts would not be “consumed” or resold in Croatia. Most countries allow free import of parts that are going to a boat transiting the country. In this particular case I was expecting trouble, in that this was a shipment much too large to fly under the radar.

The shipyard at the marina offered to assist (for a fee). They were already known to the Croatian customs people as a shipyard and would be able to get the parts into the country duty-free. I fought using them, mostly because I wanted to use my own people to do the work on the boat. My plan was to explain to customs that I should be allowed to bring in the parts duty free, and in the worst case, I’d pay the duty.

On January 31st, I received this email:

Hi Guys,

The shipment is scheduled to arrive on or around 2/23. The plan is to arrive 4 or 5 days after that in order to begin work. Jeff will meet with Ken this weekend and go over more of the arrangements. I am working with an agent in Croatia to get a firm handle on how long it will take to clear customs. I will keep you updated as the situation evolves.

Cindy

Steven Argosy and I also made plans to go to Croatia. I had a lot of work I wanted to do on the boat’s electronics. I was in Cabo San Lucas (Mexico) at the time, but arranged it so I could meet Steven in Florida and travel over together.

A week later, here comes the news…

Feb 19, 2014
Steve & Ken,

We just received this notice this AM that the shipment is NOT in Croatia. Somehow I got confused that the shipment was already there on Monday when I was talking to Ante. He had told me it was in Croatia! So I am not sure if it was a language communication barrier or what but he said it was already in Croatia and we needed to decide on how we are going to accept it.

I feel we need to back our trip about 3 to 4 weeks. I now am working with Doug and Mike to make sure this works with their schedule. Cindy is working with Trans group [the shipping company] to get a real straight answer!

I will get back to you,

Sorry about this news, Jeff

Arrgghhhh! Freshly made hotel reservations, car rental reservations, flights — all to cancel. Worse yet, my schedule was swamped. It had taken some work to block out time to travel there. This would mean “no trip to Croatia.” Anything that I had planned to do personally would need to wait until Roberta and I arrived for the season.

As March approached I started worrying whether the shipment was going to be delivered to the boat in time for work to commence. Jeff and his team had pushed back their trip by three weeks.

I started corresponding with the shipment company directly to ask, “Where is my shipment?” I was getting a series of conflicting emails, some of which indicated my shipment had been delivered to Germany. People who know me think of me as “Mr. Laid-back.” I disagree that I am laid back, but it is certainly true that I am level-headed in 99% of situations. However the lack of information was starting to drive me crazy, and I finally started losing control of my emotions.

On March 10th I sent this very un-Ken-like email to the shipping company in response to their writing me to advise that there was “no reason to panic.” Reading between the lines you can see that I had lost my temper (something I can’t remember doing more than a couple times in my life!).

Why would I panic just because….
  • I don’t know what country the shipment is in
  • I don’t know if it is on a boat or on land
  • I don’t know if it is in customs or not
  • You, the shipping company, also doesn’t seem to know any of these things
  • I’ve bought $10,000 in tickets for people to go install the stuff in the shipment

Nothing here to panic about…
Or, is there?
-Ken W

On March 17th I received word that the shipment was in Sibenik, Croatia, but there was confusion about how the shipment would be cleared. As hard as I worked to avoid having the shipyard involved, no one was willing to ship directly to the boat, or allow me to pay. I do not wish to imply the shipyard was doing anything they shouldn’t be doing. In fact, they were trying to help me. Croatia is new to the EU, and, although I don’t know what was happening behind the scenes, my sense is that everyone was thinking “Who is this crazy American who wants to pay the tax when there are ways to work around it?” Of course I am not a fan of paying taxes, but … I didn’t want to do anything that could endanger getting my shipment on time. The money lost on paying an import tax wasn’t as important as knowing for certain that I would get my parts. I would insert some of the correspondence into this blog entry, but none of it made sense. No one could give me a straight answer as to where EXACTLY my shipment was, or who would clear it into the country. Incomprehensibly, questions like “Are you my customs agent?” were virtually impossible to get answered.

The good news is that the shipment was in Croatia, and would be there when my guys arrived. We had time to work all this out.

Jeff and his team arrived in Croatia on March 24th.

March 25, 2014
Steven,

Well… the good news is that “Jeff is there”

And.. there is no bad news. But, more good news would be helpful.

He arrived and they told him that customs inspectors needed to see the boat, and he needed to leave until they could inspect it.

He left and waited all day — no inspectors. At the end of the day, they said, “We decided you are ok. We don’t need to inspect. You can start working.”

Jeff still didn’t have the stuff and Ante doesn’t know where it is. He said “Bozo” (who may be a customs agent?) is now handling the shipment.

Jeff went to meet with Bozo who said, “No problem. I should have your stuff tomorrow.” Jeff doesn’t know where it is, and Bozo doesn’t know where it is — but Bozo seemed very confident that tomorrow will be the magic day and our stuff will appear.

So.. as I type this, Jeff is at dinner.

I’ve copied Jeff in case he wants to elaborate — but, I believe this summarizes it.

Jeff was very positive when I spoke with him, and seemed comfortable that things are under control and we will be seeing the stuff tomorrow.

Jeff said that it is miserably cold in Croatia!

-Ken W

PS Let’s hope that Bozo is not a clown!

As you can imagine, I was pulling my hair out. I now had three Seattle mechanics in Croatia and the equipment that they were there to install was “somewhere.”

March 27, 2014
Ken,

Ante and I are going to customs to pickup the shipment !!!!!!! Keep your fingers crossed . I think Bozo came through for us.

Jeff

Finally! The wait was over!

I have no idea how or why, but our shipment was in an old wooden warehouse, back a dirt road with an old beat up door that they had a heck of a time opening.

There it is!!!!! It made it to Croatia!!!!! Yay!!!!!!! It was all by itself in an amazingly bizarre place. We had now entered the twilight zone.

Jeff naturally assumed he could now clear in our shipment. Customs said “no.” They wanted to know what parts were needed to get the boat operational, and that the rest would have to be delivered to us OUTSIDE the country of Croatia. Huh? Jeff argued, but had no cards to play, and lost the battle. They released to him the generator, and a couple other bits and pieces, but that was it.

Customs tagged the containers with small strings, so that they could bust us if we tried to open any of the containers to get at our stuff. This container held my new anchor chain.

On April 4th things moved a bit closer…. Customs was going to deliver the containers to the boat, where we would need to take them 12 miles off shore in order to officially “receive them.”

April 4, 2014
Ken,

We are getting closer with customs but I think they are going to delay me until Monday! AGRRRRRR. The wind is really blowing here so I do want the weather to lay down but they have some weird things that I have to do.

  • I have to load the whole totes on the boat. Cant unload it. So I will need a crane to put them on the forward deck.
  • I have to stop on the way out at their dock so they can board the boat.
  • The truck driver that picked up the load that I was allowed has to be the one that picks up the rest of the totes. He is off today!
  • There is some other customs guy that needs to sign a form that is on holiday and will be back to work Monday.
  • So we are putting the exhaust on and getting ready so I can put more pressure on them!!!!!

Soon going to happen, Jeff

On April 10th (APRIL TENTH!) the shipment was delivered to Sans Souci. It needed to be taken 12 miles offshore and then returned to Croatia. This would somehow make the shipment legal. After waiting all day, the shipment arrived as it was getting dark, and the wind was picking up. But, the shipment was finally to the boat.

The shipment was placed onto the bow of the boat. Incredible. High seas. Night. Wind. Big heavy pallets on the bow. Sound fun? They don’t tell you about days like this in Captain’s school.

You aren’t going to believe this, Dear Reader, but — Jeff headed 12 miles out to sea with the shipment, and returned to port at 4am, only to be told, “You cut the corner. You didn’t quite make it the full 12 miles. Go do it again.” Jeff was exhausted, and wisely refused. He and the team needed to sleep.

Jeff later emailed me during his second attempt to head 12 miles offshore: “Here is the map given to me before departure by the agent. But, customs informed us different when I returned. The agent is a ship’s Captain. He was really upset! They (customs) fined me 750 Kuna for this mistake. I am on my way back in now. I was one mile off! Agrrrr. Regards, Jeff

The next day, April 11th, Jeff headed offshore again, this time making sure that he had run PLENTY far enough, and customs was happy. We had our stuff.

As I look back at what I just typed, I see how long it is, and realize that I’ve actually only told a fraction of the story. There were other horrors in dealing with customs that I chose not to write about, as I always worry about my blog getting overly long, and boring. But, there were battles raging up to the day I left the country. For example, one of the things shipped to the boat were some new cameras I wanted to install in the engine room. These new cameras are “digital” (called IP cams) and I wanted to replace older analog cameras. It’s a long story, but I wanted the new cameras installed while I’m onboard, because I don’t know if they will be better than what I had. In particular I worry about data overload on the boat’s network. Believe it or not, customs insisted the new cameras be installed. I refused to let the cameras be installed until I was onboard, which upset them. They not only wanted the new cameras installed immediately, they also wanted the old cameras back, and wanted us to pay for their disposal. Emails were flying about the cameras up to the date of my departure. I’m out of the country now, so … Yay!

The bottom line on all of this is that it can be difficult to get spare parts into foreign countries. This may be one of the reasons that most cruisers who circumnavigate do so in a fairly tight time period. Our local guy in Croatia (who I highly recommend) Ante Muic, said that he believes the problem was Croatia’s entry into the European Union during 2013, and all of the added regulation that comes with being part of the EU. My opinion is similar but not quite the same. I blame the problems on Croatia being new to the EU, and Croatia’s customs people adjusting to a new set of rules and ways of doing things. My prediction is that things will calm over the next few years and shipping parts into Croatia will become more normal – ‘normal’ being “not that easy, but can be done” that we regularly experience around the world.

The Boat Geek Report!

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I am always amused when I see messages posted on boat message boards saying, “What does it cost to own a boat?” It’s an important question and I don’t want to talk about the subject lightly, because it is the core question in many prospective cruiser’s lives. There are a lot of people who spend their working career saving money, hoping to someday retire and live on a boat. It is absolutely critical to them to know what size boat they can afford, and what the total cost of operation will be.

Unfortunately, it is not an easy question. There is a rule of thumb that a boat will cost 10% of the purchase cost per year to operate, and it’s not a bad way to think of it. It kind of gets you in the ballpark. According to this rule if you buy a million dollar boat you should expect $100,000 per year to operate and maintain it.

In reality the costs to operate a boat are far more complex, and vary according to dozens of different factors.

  • Where will you be cruising?
  • How much maintenance will you do yourself?
  • How well do you want the boat maintained?
  • Will you be hiring crew?
  • As you travel the world, will you be flying in mechanics when in out-of-the-way places?
  • Where will the boat be moored?
  • What “extra” equipment will you be putting onto the boat?
  • How many miles a year do you plan on cruising?
  • How big a boat will you have?
  • How badly do you need things like Internet and TV?
  • Will you be dining aboard, catching your food, or eating out?
  • Will you transport the boat around the world? Or, move it on its own bottom?
  • How many times a year will you want to fly home?
  • How much time will you be spending on the boat?
  • Is it in your personality to constantly be upgrading the boat?
  • Will you be using agents as you cross borders?
  • And.. more!

In other words, without knowing the answer to all of these questions, no one can tell you what the annual cost can be. And, unfortunately, one of the biggest costs on a boat is the one called “surprise expenses.” Boats operate in salt water, and sometimes in hard conditions. It’s not always a friendly environment, and things can be known to break. Just when you’ve carefully planned out your budget, the air conditioning will quit, or the satellite television will die — or lightning will strike. The one sure thing on a boat is that things will break.

My guidance when asked this question is always “Pick the smallest, least complicated boat that meets your needs, unless you have VERY deep pockets.” I have seen a few people over the years buy boats and then sell them a few years later after being blasted by negative surprises. I am constantly reminding people that there is no real correlation between the size of someone’s boat and the fun that they are having. I have been anchored in bays alongside $50 million dollar megayachts and $15,000 sailboats, and it isn’t at all clear who is having the most fun. There’s a good argument that the couple on the sailboat is winning the competition. Life on a megayacht is really not that much different than staying at a fancy hotel (although, in truth…we’ve never actually EXPERIENCED life on a megayacht, so what do we really know!). The basic point, though: we all anchor in the same bays, and marvel at the same sunsets.

Scott Flanders, a world-cruising Nordhavn owner posted this message to an online discussion group recently:

[…]We have Nordhavn owners who are super frugal and others who don’t have to be. We all see the same sights.

However, there is a bottom line that is universal. You spend what you have.

Personally what we have done is buy a boat that is smaller than we could have afforded leaving more for play. Playing to me is more important than a few more feet or a larger living space. There is a big difference between want and need. Our boat has less square footage than our old bedroom when we were dirt dwellers. […]

Most long term boaters go thru a metamorphosis that is unusual for folks living on dirt. We become less competitive, simple things mean more, stuff loses it’s relevance and we become kinder to each other and others. This is what money can’t buy. Money also can’t buy freedom and adventure, at least not on a long term boater’s scale.

So we believe it is best to be more conservative up front, you won’t miss the couple extra feet and you will have more play money. Play brings happiness and that’s what its all about. The rest is just stuff. Doesn’t matter.

Scott Flanders, Nordhavn 46, Egret

I am probably on the high end of spending, in that on my laundry list of questions above, I have the “wrong” (costly) answer for virtually every question. Our boat is large enough that if I were to do all the maintenance myself there’d be no time left for fun. Roberta and I are circumnavigating, but we have fallen into a rhythm of flying in mechanics each year, who spend weeks on the boat tweaking everything to be “perfect” before our arrival. We have busy lives and only get about four months a year on the boat. I want as many of those days as possible having fun, not working on the boat. Of course, this is much more expensive than if we did all the work ourselves. (Roberta’s comment: In reading – and editing – this blog entry, I feel that I have to jump in here and say that Ken is very much understating the actual work that both he and I do in running and maintaining Sans Souci! Whereas, on Ken’s part, he may not actually get ‘too greasy’ – unless he’s changing the oil in the generator; done quite regularly during the summer! – there is a LOT of planning, inventorying, purchasing parts and even household-type items, shipping or schlepping them to wherever the boat is, and on and on. Besides the planning, shipping and schlepping, it’s necessary to have a great understanding of your boat and its needs, down to very minute levels — even if you’re not the one actually down on your hands and knees doing much of the grunt work yourself. As to ‘labor participation,’ my part is somewhat equal to Ken in that I, too, have to plan, though for the more ‘personal, everyday-living-type of circumstances and make sure that those needs are met so that we can have as comfortable and as normal of living arrangements as possible. That planning includes inventorying food items (that can be carried with us), drug store items, clothing that is worn out or needs replaced, books, magazines, DVD’s, music, dishware, sheets, pillows….the list goes on and on. Those things wear out and have to be replaced. And then there is the endless cleaning! I am the housekeeper, provision person, fry cook, dishwasher, server, laundress, dog pooper-picker-upper, seamstress – you know, ALL those things that we do in our normal lives, though exaggerated on a boat. Then there is cleaning the tender when it’s filthy, washing off the boat when it’s salty or dirty (often), sitting at anchor watch during windy nights, sharing drive time on the boat, handling lines, fenders…whatever needs to be done. Bottom line: Even though Ken downplays the work that we actually do…it’s a lot!) Back to Ken! —

Interestingly, our costs haven’t been that far off the 10% estimate. In fact, I’m fairly certain that we are under this budget, although I have never really detailed the costs.

Anyway, this was a very unusual year. This was the first year in a while where I’ve felt we were in a good place to get work done on the boat. It has been five years since the boat has had a serious “going over.” At the time I arranged all of this I didn’t know that customs was going to be a nightmare, so I arranged to ship over a full team of mechanics, and a huge number of replacement parts. My directive to the mechanics was clear: “I want a new boat!” If something looked like it might wear out in the next few years, I wanted a new one!

Surprisingly, this is a foreign message to many mechanics. I expected to be reigning them in from time to time, but instead I had to remind them occasionally that I was serious. They’d say things like “I’m sure you can get another year or two out of that hose.” And, I’d say… “Nah. Replace it.”

I have had five years of relatively trouble-free operation of Sans Souci, and I’d like to keep it that way. There have certainly been some maintenance issues, but when you consider where we’ve been, and what we’ve done, I am delighted with how the boat has performed. I mentioned to Jeff that it did seem like we had a lot of maintenance this year, and he thought for a moment and said, “You know what it is Ken, you and Roberta really USE your boat.”

Anyway, with that long rambling preamble, here are a string of pictures which give a very tiny taste of the work that went on over the past month. It’s a lot of work, but I have an amazing “dream team” assembled by Jeff Sanson at Pacific Yacht Management (http://www.pacificyachtmanagement.com)

My electric panels around the boat have digital LED meters. Several burnt out last season, including one that could have triggered a fire. We replaced many volt, amp and frequency meters. We also added DC voltage regulators to the electric panels to hopefully stop the underlying issue that was shortening the lives of the meters.

I have a huge expensive transformer, called “The Atlas” that allows me to directly attach the boat to shorepower around the world. Each country, and even different docks within the same marina can have vastly different electricity. My boat is an “American Boat” meaning that we expect American-style electricity (two lines of single phase 120v AC 60 cycle current) As we travel the world we often encounter different flavors of electricity, such as three-phase 50 cycle power, at varying voltages. My Atlas system takes pretty much any kind of electricity you throw at it and converts it to the American standard. Unfortunately, my Atlas fried a circuit board; actually two circuit boards. This meant I had to run the boat off the inverters. What this means is that most of the circuits on the boat (virtually everything except the heavy appliances) can be run directly from the batteries. I have devices installed, called “inverters” which convert the 24v DC battery voltage into the 120v AC American standard electricity. Unfortunately, this works only until the batteries need recharging. I have a battery charger which is extremely forgiving, but, as Murphy’s Law would have it, when we tried to recharge the batteries, we discovered that my battery charger had also failed. Argh!

This picture shows my swim step, at the back of the boat as it looked at the end of last summer. It is now perfectly beautiful, having gone through probably its third re-fiberglassing. Theoretically, I’ve been boating long enough that I know how to approach the swim step on a tender without banging. However, sometimes there are heavy seas and the swim step is a moving target.

One of the projects was to remove all hoses and inspect for damage. Here you see calcium build-up at one of the fittings. Hoses were replaced and fittings were cleaned.

Here is some calcium build-up inside one of the hoses that had to be cleaned out (I’m not sure if they replaced the hose or just cleaned out the existing hose in this particular case.)

I have a battery charger onboard that is a backup to my Atlas. When my Atlas failed I used the battery charger to keep the batteries charged up. However, the battery charger went into crazy-mode WAY overcharging the batteries. We quickly went into panic mode and found a new MasterVolt Battery Charger to install. Luckily, it solved the problem, and we were able to run on the battery charger for a couple weeks waiting for the Atlas to be fixed. And, actually, I have a new plan with regards to how I’ll “winter the boat” going forward. Whereas in the past I’ve run the Atlas, my current plan is to bypass it and just run the boat off the battery charger during the off-season. There are two important reasons for this: 1) The Atlas requires about 2.5kw of electricity just to be powered up. Electricity is expensive here in Europe. That works out to something like $800 usd per month of electrical waste. And, 2) The Atlas is expensive to fix, and Atlas-trained technicians are hard to find, whereas battery chargers are cheap and easy to find. If something is going to fry during the off-season I’d rather it were a battery charger.

 

These are the heat exchangers from my main engine, before and after being cleaned.

This was the biggy of all the projects. I have two generators on Sans Souci; a 20kw and a 25kw. The 20kw gets used the most. Although it really didn’t have that many hours on it (7,000) it was getting tired and starting to leak oil. I have worked it hard in harsh climates, and it was time for a new generator. Perhaps I could have gotten another couple years out of it, but it is so important to our kind of cruising (warm weather with non-stop air conditioning) that I made the decision to install a new one.

Mike Kronfield, a diesel mechanic from Seattle, proud of the new generator they just installed.

I’ve complained for years that I didn’t have enough anchor rode (chain) on the boat. I wanted to upgrade from the 400 foot long chain that the boat came with to 600 feet of chain. We often need to anchor in 100 feet plus of water, and you just can’t do that with only 400′ of chain. Unfortunately, this was a much bigger project than it sounds. You can’t just add 200′ to a chain. That would inevitably lead to a “weak link” and I’d never really feel comfortable in high winds. Adding “fun” to the project is that the chain must be matched exactly to the sprocket on the windlass. It’s an American boat, and we use inches, not metric. We thought we would be able to find chain in Europe that would work, but .. had to ship the new chain over from the US.

 

In order to inspect the exhaust system we had to remove the “blankets” which surround them. Once you remove these heat and sound insulation blankets, the only option is to have new ones made and installed. Here you see the before and after.

Here’s a leaking raw water pump from one of the main engines that had to be rebuilt.

We found leaks in various places around the boat. Here you see a leaking siphon valve.

After doing a check-out ride on the boat, while returning the boat to the dock in heavy wind and rain, a pressure gauge on the hydraulic system blew out. This left the boat with no thrusters as it was approaching the dock. Jeff brought the boat in fine, but it’s a messy situation with oil everywhere that had to be cleaned up.

My airhorn had stopped working. It turned out to be a bad valve.

I’ve been on a campaign to get rid of all the non-LED lights on the boat. Here you see LED deck lights that we installed. I also have LED running lights and an LED anchor light. LED lights last MUCH longer than conventional lights, and use MUCH less electricity. My guess is that I will never need to replace these new deck lights.

My windlass (the device that pulls the anchor up from the bottom of the sea) gets a LOT of use. It was time for a rebuild.

Where will we winter this year?

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Each year, as the season begins, we plan ahead to where we’ll park the boats at the end of the season. This is a bigger problem than it sounds. We need to find a place that is secure, preferably reasonably priced, preferably near a lift capable of raising our boats, near a major airport, well protected from winter storms, and where we believe we can find someone to watch over the boats. The other criteria, and the one that tends to be the most challenging of all is that the marina needs to have availability for our boats. Slips the size of our two boats are rarely sitting empty in the winter months.

Prior to the start of each season we think about where we’d like to finish the season’s cruising and start emailing marinas. For this coming winter the search began last summer, with Steven Argosy and myself emailing marinas which spanned about 1,000 miles of coastline. I emailed marinas in Spain, France, Italy and Sardinia.

After a long search we settled on a marina called “Porto D’Imperia” (http://www.portodimperia.it) in Italy, near the Italian border with France. The marina came highly recommended from several sources. And, best of all, they had two slips available at a semi-reasonable cost. I immediately sent a deposit of around $6,000 USD to hold my slip, and Steven did the same a few weeks later.

Then, a couple of months ago, while I was doing some trip planning I tried to bring up the website for Porto D’Imperia. It wasn’t there! I assumed it was just an internet outage and didn’t worry about it. However when the site hadn’t reappeared the next day, I started Googling. Articles started appearing in Italian. I used automated translation to translate the articles, and whereas they were still unintelligible, I could easily see words that appeared to be “bankrupcy” and “litigation.”

I immediately telephoned Steven, who immediately sent an email to the marina. I did the same.

No response. Goodbye money?

Days later, the website reappeared on the internet, and rather than over-react I decided to call the marina. The front desk sounded normal, and the receptionist I spoke with (or, tried to speak with given our language barrier) said that all was well, and that my slip reservation was fine.

This relaxed me, until a few days ago when I spoke with a technician from France who occasionally works on boats at the Imperia marina. He said that the marina is struggling, and that when he was last there, there was no security on the docks. [Expletive deleted]! Now I’m not sure what to do. Do I forget the money? Do I wait until I am there and form an opinion? Do I restart the process and tee up a new marina?

A not so hidden agenda in writing this is that amongst the readers of my blog are many ship captains who regularly cruise the Med. My guess is that this section of my blog will trigger emails with real information, rather than the rumors and speculation I’ve been dealing with. It is very possible that the marina is fine, with zero problems, and I’m worrying too much (which is not uncommon.) I do not want to tarnish the reputation of what might be a great marina. That said.. I am worried.

And, in closing…

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A few pictures to share while I have internet

Caroline our little Kuna friend sailing away.