When parenting an infant, love and bonding stem largely from what you give of yourself. Your heart may not be ready to burst at 3:00 a.m. after you spent 45 minutes pacing the room to soothe your kid to sleep on your shoulder only to have her begin screaming the moment you put her down. But the joy you experience the following day when she falls asleep in your arms or flashes a smile is magnified by your hardship the night before—and all of the nights prior, it just is.
|At the helm for the first time, motoring to the yard|
I felt overwhelmed in the heat and humidity the day after we arrived and I began to consider the amount of work ahead of us to get this boat ready to live aboard in the next 30 days. How could we manage it? We’ve been here a full week now and I know the answer: love and bonding.
The girls indifferent to the fact that their 29,000-pound floating home is being lifted
out of the water.
|Del Viento hauled out with her dirty bottom,|
her old name still on the hull
But progress is being made. I scraped and sanded a couple coats of paint off her bottom. I opened, drained, and faired her five blisters, epoxying and glassing them over. I disassembled, cleaned, and greased her Max Prop. I bored the hard growth out of her through holes and cleaned her knot meter transducer. I applied three gallons of fresh antifouling in two complete coats.
I now love this boat. We are one—at least on the outside.
Windy attacked the inside. With all toxic dust in the outside air, she did so with the hatches closed. In this sauna she sweated more than I did, for two days. She removed everything from every locker, preparing to paint. And she was our foreman, keeping up with the laborers we hired to parlay our time in the yard.
· Ector and Abraham polished and waxed the hull above the waterline.
· Abraham scraped, sanded, cleaned, and taped the non-skid surfaces on deck in preparation for painting.
· Antonio mixed and supplied epoxy and fiberglass for the blister repairs.
· Antonio obtained and sealed a new base for our windlass.
Tomorrow is day five and we go back in the water.
And my sister is here. She arrived with my niece and nephew on day two in the yard. Beginning day three, Windy and I could go there together, accomplishing more and returning home to a nice dinner on the table.
|Almost ready to splash, two new coats of Petit Trinidad SR, red.|