Finally back at the seaport after princess camp. The entire tenor of the place has changed overnight but the boats are the focus.CHIMAY has come along way since I saw her last. The deck is done and John is figuring out the coaming angles. She awaiting paint from Petitt and a mast or two. Trying to decide whether to carbon fiber the existing mast with a sleeve and or by a multi-stayed arrangement second-hand. Or build a new one. Still she is close to completion and the breeze is up. The bay is calling.
Caught Carolyn praying to the varnish gods or doing penance to the sandpaper pantheon. The bit of mahogany is from the small Elco in the background, BEAR CUB by name.
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