"Ellen MacArthur" wrote in message
reenews.net...
This is what Maxprop said: "Show us a photo of you--clad any way you
choose--on the same boat you showed
us in another photo, and I'll believe you're not Neal. Of course you
can't do this because you *are* Neal."
OK buster. Just like making Tom eat crow I'm gonna make you eat crow,
too. But, probably you'll just be saying
something like "I need one more picture. This time you have to be turning
a winch handle." (Katy said that. Duh, maybe
she needs glasses. There're no winches on Elle Niño. Only swivel cam
cleats. One on each side for the jib sheets
and one on the back for the mainsheet.)
Oh, was it you who said the Tangerines supposed to have pulleys to hold
the sheets down so the jib won't flap and
flutter on the leech? Maybe it was Jeff. Anyway instead of pulleys I got
fairleads. Much cheaper.

You've been arguing colregs, and now you're using the word "pulleys" as
applied to sailboats??? That dog won't hunt, Neal. I really thought you'd
be more consistent at this sort of thing.

Now the jib
doesn't flutter any more. The fairleads pull it in and down and stretches
the leech better.
Are you ready for some pictures? I've got three of them uploaded to
badongo.
The first one's my boat from the back showing the name and home
port......
http://www.badongo.com/pic/420191

Proving nothing.

The second's from the side with a rainbow in the background. It's sooo
kewl....
http://www.badongo.com/pic/420192

Still proving nothing.

The third's me standing in the cockpit wearing a bikini..... Sorry
guys, no topless but it is sorta skin colored. ;-)
http://www.badongo.com/pic/420193

Stick with sockpuppeteering, Neal, because you're terrible at cut-and-paste
with Photoshop. That's about as half-assed as anything I've ever seen.

I took the sails down this time because the wind was onshore. But what
a pain. The jib kept blowing around and
went in the water a couple times. Finally I put the boarding ladder on top
of it to make it stay put. I think it's
easier just to leave them up and anchor where the wind's blocked.

How is that crow, Neal? I've never tasted it.

Max