I was (very) late getting a seagull avoidance mechanism on our powerboat
this rainy cold very short season. Although it looks like the
Bird*be*gone Spider may be best thing since sliced bread, my mooring
cover has taken a beating from those nasty, protected gulls (they and
mosquitos belie my customary pacifism).

I found this product:

http://www.bird****remover.co.uk/iqs...429/video.html

It looked perfect and affordable but the company does not sell in the
States and a company that does, charges 3 times the cost for shipping.

Can anyone recommend an easy to use mooring cover cleaner that
disappears seagull sh*!, preferably with the cover on the boat at a
mooring without much force (have to climb up onto and then balance on
the foredeck).

TIA,

harlan

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To respond, obviously drop the "nospan"?

That's a great site!

"Harlan Lachman" wrote in message
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I was (very) late getting a seagull avoidance mechanism on our powerboat
this rainy cold very short season. Although it looks like the
Bird*be*gone Spider may be best thing since sliced bread, my mooring
cover has taken a beating from those nasty, protected gulls (they and
mosquitos belie my customary pacifism).

I found this product:

http://www.bird****remover.co.uk/iqs...429/video.html

Harlan Lachman wrote in news:hlachman-
:

I was (very) late getting a seagull avoidance mechanism on our powerboat
this rainy cold very short season. Although it looks like the
Bird*be*gone Spider may be best thing since sliced bread, my mooring
cover has taken a beating from those nasty, protected gulls (they and
mosquitos belie my customary pacifism).

I found this product:

http://www.bird****remover.co.uk/iqs...429/video.html

It looked perfect and affordable but the company does not sell in the
States and a company that does, charges 3 times the cost for shipping.

Can anyone recommend an easy to use mooring cover cleaner that
disappears seagull sh*!, preferably with the cover on the boat at a
mooring without much force (have to climb up onto and then balance on
the foredeck).

TIA,

harlan

I don't know if it works, but I *love* the site! I got a great laugh out of
it.

-- Geoff

Larry wrote:

Harlan Lachman wrote in news:hlachman-
:

and
mosquitos belie my customary pacifism

Follow Google Earth to 29-05-25.90N by 80-56-24.20W near Ponce Inlet,
Florida, USA. We picked up the Amel Sharki ketch, with no air
conditioning, bared by the previous owner, and motored North up the ICW
to this Marina in "Mosquito Bay". Cap'n Geoffrey wanted to stop there
because there's a big party at the bar right alongside the gas dock with
live music that's famous....and, of course, it's his boat..(c;

Well, the party WAS great fun and I'd never been at a dock where so many
women came by to look us over, just tying the ketch up to a dock,
before....uncanny.

BUT, after the band quit and the bar emptied, Mosquito Bay came into its
namesake! Temperature was a humid and balmy 85 outside, 95 in the boat
with all the hatches open, including the open hatch to the covered
cockpit. I did have a screen of sorts that pushed up into the hatch over
the V-berth I was sweating into on top of my protective bag I always
carry on other people's boats.

Then the FLORIDA MOSQUITO SQUADRONS arrived. Being bitten to death, I
was awakened about 1AM, itching like crazy! I clicked on the light and
COULDN'T SEE THE HATCH BECAUSE THE MOSQUITOES THAT HAD ALREADY EATEN US
HAD CLOGGED THE SCREEN TRYING TO GET....__OUT__!! The forward cabin was
FULL of HUGE mosquitos...real monsters!

A slight breeze was blowing across the bay, so I figured I might as well
get dressed and go topside to get away from the squadron and its human
dinner. I laid on the deck in the breeze and the mosquitoes couldn't
overcome the little breeze.....well, until IT died around 2:45AM. Then,
Larry was Lunch again! I headed up the dock to the head and met the
marina security guard having coffee in the bar. He took pity on me after
hearing my story of the new boat with NO REPELLANT ABOARD and gave me a
spray can of Cutter so I could make it to the head to inspect the damage.
When I came out, he offered to let me into the captain's lounge, which
was locked, and I slept in a chair slumped over a table the rest of the
night.

HOW AWFUL IT WAS!...Truly legendary....I had welts for a week swelled up.

One of the other guys I was with, ARchie, crawled into his sleeping bag
in 95F heat and slept through the night, snoring like a freight train as
usual. I guess their little needles couldn't get through the
padding.....

Maybe the next time in addition to your sleeping bag you need to take
some mosquito netting.

We've got screens on our ports, and I've seen people that made a
mosquito/no-seeum guard to go over the companionway - just a length of
gauze type material with weights around the edge to keep it against
the deck or sides of the hatch.

PS - they put us on the gas dock at Frenchman's Marina, and no-seeums
live under that dock. Little bugs are worse than big bugs because
they can get through regular screening.

Rosalie B. wrote in
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PS - they put us on the gas dock at Frenchman's Marina, and no-seeums
live under that dock. Little bugs are worse than big bugs because
they can get through regular screening.




White Mountains of New Hampshire, Spring of 1956 camping with my dad's
brand new red/white Chevy 210 station wagon. I was 10 years old and
sleeping across the front seat with Mom and Dad in the sleeping bag in
the back. Franconia Notch State Park, I think it was. I don't remember
the park. I DO remember the no-seeums!

It rained the night we got there, the first rain in several MONTHS. The
no-seeums took the opportunity to HATCH and were HUNGRY! Dad had rigged
plastic fly screen to all the doors with duct tape to keep the bugs out.
It worked with the mosquitoes in upstate NY, where we lived. The screens
were NO MATCH FOR NEW HAMPSHIRE'S STATE BUGS!

About midnight, I was awakened itching and scratching like crazy, causing
the car to move about, waking the angry parents. "Dammit, Larry! Lay
still and go to sleep!", Dad hollared at me. "Something's bitin' me up
here really bad, Dad!", I returned scratching fiercely. Dad said to turn
on the dome light. That was our first error of the night. The white
plastic overhead in the whole Chevy wagon was BLACK WITH FLIES!....TINY
BLACK FLIES!! BILLIONS OF THEM!!

Needless to say, we quickly got up and dressed and hosed each other down
with 6-12 Repellant that came in those little glass bottles with the tiny
drop hole in the top. Then, we undid the kitchen fly tarp from the car
and took off down the road at 1AM to try to blow the bugs out the open
back tailgate of the Chevy. When my father traded in that wonderful car
I wish I had, today, in 1960, four years later....there were STILL New
Hampshire NoSeeums stuck to the ceiling, seats, rubber floor mats and
about any place else you looked the vacuum cleaner couldn't get to.....

About 2AM we found a motel that had a vacancy in the White Mountains.
That night was the end of the camping on that trip. Even the motel had
to bomb its rooms to get the bugs away from the guests. The guy who ran
it had lived there all his life, inheriting the place from his father.
He said he'd never seen them any where near as bad as just after that
damned rainstorm!

My head itches.....even now....(c;

Thanks for the memories....(c;