Subject: More head trip (plumbing issues)
From: "Paolo Zini"

I agree: my engine is wind.
But sometimes the actions have a "flag" value: over my roof I have
photovoltaic panels, I do know that the energy balance (amount of energy
used to produce the cell/amount of energy generated in the life) of
photovoltaic cells is largely debatable and my photovoltaic panels don't
change my country energy balance... But I have put my money there because I
want a greater attention to this type of problems.

Paolo

While I'm sure you are sincere, you're thinking is classic
environmentalist/sail boater hypocrisy.

In that you think you are being environmentally superior but you seem forget
that almost everything on you boat has been made with or from polluting
products or processes.

Will your boat have teak on it? Was it farm raised? If so how much natural
vegetation was destroyed/displaced to grow it?
Will you be varnishing or oiling it?

What are you batteries made from? Environmentally friendly lead and acid?

What fuel will power your stove?

Any plastics on your boat? Aluminum? Stainless steel?
How much oil/energy was used to process/make them?

The list goes on and on.

And by the way, what will you be doing with that black and gray water on your
boat?

Oh wait I see, you'll:

"discarge your waste few miles away from coast... where currents and
large wather masses can dilute and dissolve it."

Classic, just classic.

Do the coastal and inshore waters in your world never mix?
No tides?
Or is it just an "out of sight, out of mind" thing?

When your boat comes to the end of it's life how do you intend to recycle it?
Or will the: "currents and large wather masses" take care of that too?

While I believe in doing all we can to keep the earth clean and I enjoy
sailing, I can't see myself sitting in my plastic hulled, teak trimmed sail
boat with toxic bottom paint on it reading by my lead/acid battery or genset
powered light, while perhaps my Freon based aircon/ fridge units are keeping
things cool, feeling all superior to next guy down the mooring field in his
stink pot.



God I love a
good rant, Capt. Bill