Certain people?

Take Capt. Skippy, for example. Poor bloke has had his decrepit yacht on the
hard for nigh on 18 months now. Will he EVER get back to sailing? It's
doubtful because his very HAWT wife is just too desirable sexually to
displease. So Skippy simply must cater to her every whim. That's called
"distaff side sailing" which is really another name for "put it off for
another year."

Then there's Bruce in Bangkok. What can I say about that Rube other than
"half-assed and half-way?"

Then there's "Anonymous". What can I say about that lap dog other than
"trained" and "owned".

Then there's "WaIIy". What can I say about him other than "Harry Krause sock
and PUTZ to the max".

Then there's "Gogarty". What can I say about him other than he's a real sailor
and the real deal.

Then there's Wayne B. What can I say about him other than he's no sailor but
he would probably make a very fine sailor if only he could lose the motorboat
fetish. HIs talents have been wasted on burning diesel. Sad! It could be a
Capt. Skippy, distaff side ruling, however so perhaps I should give him a
break.

And then there's Yours Truly. Yes sir, little ole moi. I'm the greatest. I've
lived aboard my highly modified, 27-foot, Coronado coastal cruiser - modified
to blue water fitness via positive flotation and other blue water worthy
upgrades. I've sailed my home a couple hundred thousand miles since 1987 when
I commenced full-time cruising. I've done so without any groundings or other
such embarrassment or damage to my fine yacht. Unlike Capt. Skippy, I cannot
abide ineptitude. I insist upon perfection in yacht, body, mind and spirit.
This means single-handing because women are too stupid or too ignorant to rely
upon when sailing. Women are great for a roll in the hay but pathetic for
navigating a yacht safely. They just don't have what it takes. They can't seem
to takes sailing seriously. On board they are eye candy at best and if they
can't cut the mustard eye candy-wise they need to walk the plank and good
riddance to them, I say.

Being pussy-whipped is an invitation to sailing failure. What most males fail
to understand is only a real "man" can sail as as point rather than a
counterpoint (as in female desires first). That's what happened to Bruce in
Bangkok and it seem Capt. Skippy is following in his half-way and half-assed
footsteps.

End of erudite commentary.

--
Capt. Wilbur Hubbard aka Sir Gregory Hall aka Capt. Neal® aka Simple Simon aka
Lloyd Bonafide aka Gloria aka Wesley Mouch aka Free Willy aka Checkmate aka
too many more to mention. IOW, I do Usenet better but I do sailing to
perfection.

On Fri, 28 Sep 2012 21:46:07 -0400, " Sir Gregory Hall, Esq."
åke wrote:

Then there's Wayne B. What can I say about him other than he's no sailor but
he would probably make a very fine sailor if only he could lose the motorboat
fetish.

===

I have it on good authority, a more than reliable source, that Wayne B
was a better than decent sailor in his day but has now graduated to
bigger and better things.

Nothing goes to windward like a trawler, and nothing else will keep
you warmer and drier on a dark and stormy night while churning out 200
mile days straight towards paradise. Arrrgh.

It even has a mast and a couple of winches.

On Fri, 28 Sep 2012 21:46:07 -0400, " Sir Gregory Hall, Esq."
åke wrote:

Then there's Wayne B. What can I say about him other than he's no sailor but
he would probably make a very fine sailor if only he could lose the motorboat
fetish.

===

I have it on good authority, a more than reliable source, that Wayne B
was a better than decent sailor in his day but has now graduated to
bigger and better things.

Nothing goes to windward like a trawler, and nothing else will keep
you warmer and drier on a dark and stormy night while churning out 200
mile days straight towards paradise. Arrrgh.

It even has a mast and a couple of winches.

On Fri, 28 Sep 2012 21:46:07 -0400, " Sir Gregory Hall, Esq."
åke wrote:


Certain people?

Take Capt. Skippy, for example. Poor bloke has had his decrepit yacht on the
hard for nigh on 18 months now. Will he EVER get back to sailing? It's
doubtful because his very HAWT wife is just too desirable sexually to
displease. So Skippy simply must cater to her every whim. That's called
"distaff side sailing" which is really another name for "put it off for
another year."

Then there's Bruce in Bangkok. What can I say about that Rube other than
"half-assed and half-way?"

Then there's "Anonymous". What can I say about that lap dog other than
"trained" and "owned".

Then there's "WaIIy". What can I say about him other than "Harry Krause sock
and PUTZ to the max".

Then there's "Gogarty". What can I say about him other than he's a real sailor
and the real deal.

Then there's Wayne B. What can I say about him other than he's no sailor but
he would probably make a very fine sailor if only he could lose the motorboat
fetish. HIs talents have been wasted on burning diesel. Sad! It could be a
Capt. Skippy, distaff side ruling, however so perhaps I should give him a
break.

And then there's Yours Truly. Yes sir, little ole moi. I'm the greatest. I've
lived aboard my highly modified, 27-foot, Coronado coastal cruiser - modified
to blue water fitness via positive flotation and other blue water worthy
upgrades. I've sailed my home a couple hundred thousand miles since 1987 when
I commenced full-time cruising. I've done so without any groundings or other
such embarrassment or damage to my fine yacht. Unlike Capt. Skippy, I cannot
abide ineptitude. I insist upon perfection in yacht, body, mind and spirit.
This means single-handing because women are too stupid or too ignorant to rely
upon when sailing. Women are great for a roll in the hay but pathetic for
navigating a yacht safely. They just don't have what it takes. They can't seem
to takes sailing seriously. On board they are eye candy at best and if they
can't cut the mustard eye candy-wise they need to walk the plank and good
riddance to them, I say.

Being pussy-whipped is an invitation to sailing failure. What most males fail
to understand is only a real "man" can sail as as point rather than a
counterpoint (as in female desires first). That's what happened to Bruce in
Bangkok and it seem Capt. Skippy is following in his half-way and half-assed
footsteps.

End of erudite commentary.

Well, I suppose it is only fair that Willie-boy wonders about his
betters. After all WE go sailing while his claim to fame is what?
Being some sort of boat trash, akin to trailer trash?

Ah well, Willie, do it. It doesn't change reality that some of go
sailing (or motoring as the case may be :-) while you sit in the bay
slapping mosquitoes.

--
Cheers,
Bruce

On Fri, 28 Sep 2012 21:46:07 -0400, " Sir Gregory Hall, Esq."
åke wrote:


Certain people?

Take Capt. Skippy, for example. Poor bloke has had his decrepit yacht on the
hard for nigh on 18 months now. Will he EVER get back to sailing? It's
doubtful because his very HAWT wife is just too desirable sexually to
displease. So Skippy simply must cater to her every whim. That's called
"distaff side sailing" which is really another name for "put it off for
another year."

Then there's Bruce in Bangkok. What can I say about that Rube other than
"half-assed and half-way?"

Then there's "Anonymous". What can I say about that lap dog other than
"trained" and "owned".

Then there's "WaIIy". What can I say about him other than "Harry Krause sock
and PUTZ to the max".

Then there's "Gogarty". What can I say about him other than he's a real sailor
and the real deal.

Then there's Wayne B. What can I say about him other than he's no sailor but
he would probably make a very fine sailor if only he could lose the motorboat
fetish. HIs talents have been wasted on burning diesel. Sad! It could be a
Capt. Skippy, distaff side ruling, however so perhaps I should give him a
break.

And then there's Yours Truly. Yes sir, little ole moi. I'm the greatest. I've
lived aboard my highly modified, 27-foot, Coronado coastal cruiser - modified
to blue water fitness via positive flotation and other blue water worthy
upgrades. I've sailed my home a couple hundred thousand miles since 1987 when
I commenced full-time cruising. I've done so without any groundings or other
such embarrassment or damage to my fine yacht. Unlike Capt. Skippy, I cannot
abide ineptitude. I insist upon perfection in yacht, body, mind and spirit.
This means single-handing because women are too stupid or too ignorant to rely
upon when sailing. Women are great for a roll in the hay but pathetic for
navigating a yacht safely. They just don't have what it takes. They can't seem
to takes sailing seriously. On board they are eye candy at best and if they
can't cut the mustard eye candy-wise they need to walk the plank and good
riddance to them, I say.

Being pussy-whipped is an invitation to sailing failure. What most males fail
to understand is only a real "man" can sail as as point rather than a
counterpoint (as in female desires first). That's what happened to Bruce in
Bangkok and it seem Capt. Skippy is following in his half-way and half-assed
footsteps.

End of erudite commentary.

Well, I suppose it is only fair that Willie-boy wonders about his
betters. After all WE go sailing while his claim to fame is what?
Being some sort of boat trash, akin to trailer trash?

Ah well, Willie, do it. It doesn't change reality that some of go
sailing (or motoring as the case may be :-) while you sit in the bay
slapping mosquitoes.

--
Cheers,
Bruce

On 29/09/2012 4:48 AM, Wayne.B wrote:
On Fri, 28 Sep 2012 21:46:07 -0400, " Sir Gregory Hall, Esq."
åke wrote:

Then there's Wayne B. What can I say about him other than he's no sailor but
he would probably make a very fine sailor if only he could lose the motorboat
fetish.

===

I have it on good authority, a more than reliable source, that Wayne B
was a better than decent sailor in his day but has now graduated to
bigger and better things.

Nothing goes to windward like a trawler, and nothing else will keep
you warmer and drier on a dark and stormy night while churning out 200
mile days straight towards paradise. Arrrgh.

It even has a mast and a couple of winches.


Very disappointed that I didn't get a serve!.
I'm in Ceuta, Spain after a couple of weeks in Morocco. Ceuta is nice,
modern has BARS!!! and beer. Off to Gibraltar tomorrow.

Terry

On 29/09/2012 4:48 AM, Wayne.B wrote:
On Fri, 28 Sep 2012 21:46:07 -0400, " Sir Gregory Hall, Esq."
åke wrote:

Then there's Wayne B. What can I say about him other than he's no sailor but
he would probably make a very fine sailor if only he could lose the motorboat
fetish.

===

I have it on good authority, a more than reliable source, that Wayne B
was a better than decent sailor in his day but has now graduated to
bigger and better things.

Nothing goes to windward like a trawler, and nothing else will keep
you warmer and drier on a dark and stormy night while churning out 200
mile days straight towards paradise. Arrrgh.

It even has a mast and a couple of winches.


Very disappointed that I didn't get a serve!.
I'm in Ceuta, Spain after a couple of weeks in Morocco. Ceuta is nice,
modern has BARS!!! and beer. Off to Gibraltar tomorrow.

Terry

On Sun, 30 Sep 2012 21:27:25 +0200, injipoint
wrote:

On 29/09/2012 4:48 AM, Wayne.B wrote:
On Fri, 28 Sep 2012 21:46:07 -0400, " Sir Gregory Hall, Esq."
åke wrote:

Then there's Wayne B. What can I say about him other than he's no sailor but
he would probably make a very fine sailor if only he could lose the motorboat
fetish.

===

I have it on good authority, a more than reliable source, that Wayne B
was a better than decent sailor in his day but has now graduated to
bigger and better things.

Nothing goes to windward like a trawler, and nothing else will keep
you warmer and drier on a dark and stormy night while churning out 200
mile days straight towards paradise. Arrrgh.

It even has a mast and a couple of winches.


Very disappointed that I didn't get a serve!.
I'm in Ceuta, Spain after a couple of weeks in Morocco. Ceuta is nice,
modern has BARS!!! and beer. Off to Gibraltar tomorrow.

Terry

===

Heh, be careful what you ask for... :-)

On Sun, 30 Sep 2012 21:27:25 +0200, injipoint
wrote:

On 29/09/2012 4:48 AM, Wayne.B wrote:
On Fri, 28 Sep 2012 21:46:07 -0400, " Sir Gregory Hall, Esq."
åke wrote:

Then there's Wayne B. What can I say about him other than he's no sailor but
he would probably make a very fine sailor if only he could lose the motorboat
fetish.

===

I have it on good authority, a more than reliable source, that Wayne B
was a better than decent sailor in his day but has now graduated to
bigger and better things.

Nothing goes to windward like a trawler, and nothing else will keep
you warmer and drier on a dark and stormy night while churning out 200
mile days straight towards paradise. Arrrgh.

It even has a mast and a couple of winches.


Very disappointed that I didn't get a serve!.
I'm in Ceuta, Spain after a couple of weeks in Morocco. Ceuta is nice,
modern has BARS!!! and beer. Off to Gibraltar tomorrow.

Terry

===

Heh, be careful what you ask for... :-)

On Sunday, September 30, 2012 3:27:34 PM UTC-4, injipoint wrote:


Very disappointed that I didn't get a serve!.

I'm in Ceuta, Spain after a couple of weeks in Morocco. Ceuta is nice,

modern has BARS!!! and beer. Off to Gibraltar tomorrow.



Terry

I thought the same thing about you when I read the original.

For us, the bottom paint, save the jackstands, is on (last two coats of topcoat will go on when I move them after the rest has hardened a bit), rudder steering is going on today after we align the shaft, refrigeration twiddles coming up (repaired dings and other door problems, new gasketing, etc.), new WiFi system (higher gain antenna, new tx/rx) and pix of the running backs topside installation at the same time I install the Pace Edwards steps at the top of the mast, and boot stripes round out the major stuff.

Little ****, and we're gone...

Congrats on your travels, Terry!

L8R, y'all...

Skip and crew