• Content count

  • Joined

  • Last visited

About GMiller

  • Rank

Contact Methods

  • ICQ
  1. A cheap power supply for I devices. I have several, and am impressed.
  2. If one pin is knocked free the other retains the watch.
  3. A word of caution for folks thinking to try any of the glues. I was an ED nurse for a long time. We saw a lot of folks for glue-type injuries to the eye. They suck. If you are trying to glue something around your eye socket, like your forehead, nose, cheek, etc, plan ahead. Try to be prepared for additional glue being expelled from the container so there is no danger of it falling into your eye via gravity. IE, don't close a forehead lac while standing in front of a mirror. Lie down and have someone else do it. Make a dam with tape, cloth, anything. Several years ago on vacation my wife was looking for some bugspray. My daughter, trying to be helpful, ran to the 3 floor balcony of our rental house and got some for her. Incoming! My wife looked up just in time to catch the can at the hairline. Nice little crescent shaped lac about 1.5cm. Kept some superglue on the boat for fixing luff tape bits, and after some ice for swelling it was all fixed. Daily sunblock on a stick for a year and you can't even tell it was there.
  4. Yup, that's another doozy, but we were doing NCYRA off Beaufort that year. (1998?) That one had me questioning whether I wanted to do this sailing stuff anymore, being a new father and all. The awesome sail back to Washington the next day reset my priorities. I have sailed many thousands of miles since then, but that was still the worst I've ever seen.
  5. If you look at the video from on board it, there's some fine quality yelling It's on their facebook page. Link for the lazy?
  6. I was young and stupider, with a wife that largely trusts me. We bought a boat that had been a racer, but had languished for a while. Only the second owner, it was a 17yr old boat at the time. It was our first extravagance after 4 years of marriage and the sacrifices one makes to keep their head above the water. We looked at our boat,which is a Lindenberg 26 and a Tanzer 22. The broker, now a great friend, took me by the arm and said, "you want this one!". We sailed it often for 6 weeks until the fellow that runs the marine store said, "Greg, you really oughta race that boat to Ocracoke this weekend!" Well, OK, if you think I can do it?... We left on a Friday to the rendezvous area, where historically a large raft up party was held, sponsored by a Raleigh-area liquor distributor. What could go wrong with that? Just me and my wife as crew. Not confident in close in maneuvering, we anchored near the raft up. Swam over, drank some paint-remover, and swam back, right through a hundred yards of jellyfish. Awake to the sound of starting cannons, we ran around and followed the other boats. After about an hour the wind fell out completely, and we were soon being passed by crabs. We drank all of the fluids on the boat, including the warm Busch Lite, the Capri Sun juice bags, and both waters. Finally the breeze fills and we can still see some of the boats in front of us, and we persevere across the sound. My wife learned that seasickness does not abate with age, and I learned to not be downwind when she dumps the bucket as she's puking on the rail. We arrive in Ocracoke at dusk, assisted into our slip by a preppy dude stepping off a 48' DCMY. "You look like you could use a beer!" That Icehouse bottle beer (haven't had one since) was the best damn beer my wife or I have ever had. We made it to the party to meet the cleaners, and one of the club officers said, "here's your trophy". 4th place, non spinnaker. Of the many trophies that we have one in the interceding years, that's the one my wife allows to remain displayed. Back then there was a USCG station at Ocracoke. Leaving the Island and motoring out the 6 mile channel into the sound, our motor starting running rough. We had 2 6-gallon OMC metal tanks. I figured one was getting low, so I switched to the other. Motor still running very poorly, so I start pumping the bulb, thinking it wasn't getting fuel. My wife says, Oh, No... and I look back to see the slick of gasoline I have been pumping out of the fuel line from where it has pulled off the fitting at the motor. I can follow the trail right to the USCG boat following us. They took pity on us. Lost in my relief after this episode is that we probably now don't have enough fuel to make it all the way home. I realize this at about the farthest point from any land in the middle of the sound. So I call the boat passing us to see if they can spare any fuel. They patiently explained that their diesel would not help us. So, up the sails go and we hope for breeze. Hey, hon, let's head for those big tall dark clouds over there. Soon there is plenty of wind. Like straight line squall wind. My wife (smarter than me) refuses to go up to bow and get the headsail down, but is able to pull most of it in through the forward hatch. It has now become a big funnel for rain and spray. She comes out and puts two life jackets on me, and goes below, to bail and puke again. The wind abates somewhat and we see that we are up in the river and nearing home. Fuel tanks almost bone dry. The RC boat, and old wooden Chris Craft has anchored and is now getting under way. We ask if they have any gas to spare, and they have a 2 gallon tank. I head at the boat at a not very oblique angle and throw the transom right into their topsides, breaking a plank. As we enter the creek, tie up the boat, and hit the head, the sun comes out with that particularly beautiful, low angle through mist thing it does, and we were hooked. We didn't think about all the things we messed up, how bad it could have been, how unprepared we were- we were full of a sense of accomplishment and pride. We asked about racing, had a couple of experienced people come aboard and learned well from them. We have continued to learn, and sailing will always be a large part of my life.
  7. This is terrible.
  8. My bad, not in a tube in this iteration, but here is the thread.
  9. There was a thread a while back about a couple that built a big Farr for cruising. They had a solution that entailed a tube from the bow to a central location in the boat that allowed the chain and rode to live centrally. I believe the winch was even centrally located. I know your deck and bulkheads are already in, but it has always struck me as a neat option. More central weight, no pulling rode across v-berth cushions, and possible retention of the bow jacuzzi!
  10. I bought from It will be truck shipped in 20' lengths so having a commercial address is a big plus. I got together with some other folks in the area that needed some tubing and it was dirt cheap.
  11. Good question. Doyle built the sail that way as the very concave aft surface of my mast was chewing up the others. It's a first generation B&R rig. Also, the shorter length stainless bail plastic slides seem to bind more easily than these.
  12. Thank you very much! That's it.
  13. I am having a prefeeder/retainer made for my mainsail slugs. Boom is so high off the deck and with the sailfeeding slot ending 18" above the boom it's very difficult to flake the main correctly. I made an agrarian attempt but it's tearing the shit out of my webbing. The fellow that is making the piece needs the part number for the luff slides. I have an email in to my sailmaker for the part number, and have searched google, but cannot find this slug. Anyone know it?
  14. I use their router to cast any NMEA data 0183 or 2000 (can also do seatalk) to my IPAD. Pretty simple setup and it's set and forget. Cheap. Good customer service.
  15. The video requested in the front page (?) bit is also classic. "I've got nothing!"