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  1. RKoch, I may be making an assumption here but I think that may be the Harken Switch track which keeps the intermediate sliders and battcars from stacking up so high. I have been working on a mast design for a catamaran and got the particulars on that Switch track just last week and in looking at the Harken catalog it looks like the Switch Track sort of evolved from their old trisail track and switch. Trysail Switch Track
  2. DDW, Here is an excerpt of an article about cruising on the tri BUDDY. One of the best times in my life was the winter of 2001 when my husband Tom and I cruised our 42-foot Newick trimaran, Triad, in the Bahamas. Those that are familiar with Newick’s boats know that they are beautiful and fast, but would not win any contests in the comfort department, if judged by a panel of cruising wives. So you can imagine my excitement earlier this year when Tom and I were invited to spend 10 days in the Bahamas aboard a trimaran that to me is the perfect combination of beauty, speed, and comfort Built and designed by owner (and NEMA member) John Patterson, Buddy (named after the family dog) is John’s home and is set-up so that he can singlehand it in any situation. All sail handling and anchoring is done from the cockpit. During our 10-day stay on Buddy, I was amazed at how easily John raised anchor (with the help of a windless), moved the boat, and reanchored, all without any cursing, shouting, back strain, muddy decks or skinned knuckles. When we cruised on Triad in 2001 anchoring was often an hour-long ordeal but on Buddy I hardly noticed when we moved and anchored, it happened so quickly and easily. On Triad we have to go forward to raise sails and flaking the main is a twoperson job. But on Buddy it is a piece of cake. The jib and staysail are rollerfurled and the main falls into a stackpack so there is no need to flake it. But where Buddy really outshines Triad is inside. When we cruised on Triad we entertained three sets of guests spread out over our 4 month stay in the Bahamas. Her narrow main hull required one person to jump up on the bunk so the other could get by and gave another dimension to the phrase “close quarters”. Cooking for four on a one-burner sea swing stove required precise timing, balance and concentration. Luckily the weather in 2001 was almost always perfect so we ate most of our meals in the cockpit. If the weather got nasty, it was a logistical challenge to squeeze four people round our tiny table. And forget about privacy ... if you had to go, everyone knew your business as you prepared the red bucket for duty. But Buddy offers all the comforts of home with a much better view. When Tom, Laurie (a friend we brought to make it a foursome) and I met John at the dinghy dock in George Town with our bags, I was embarrassed at how much stuff we had brought. John had to make two trips in the dinghy .. one with the bags and the other with the people. How were we ever going to fit all this stuff into his boat? As we stepped into the boat (which was immaculate) John opened two big empty lockers, where he said we could store our stuff. How could he possibly have empty lockers? After cruising in Triad’s cramped quarters, Buddy felt like a trophy mansion. Laurie got the spacious forepeak cabin and Tom and I got twin bunks on either side of the main hull. Since I was the shortest person, I shared my bunk with the Followme TV and DVD player. Tom slept over the comfortable settee next to the hot water heater. In between the dining area and forepeak is a proper head with a Lavac toilet, sink, hot water spray shower and ample storage lockers for toiletries, etc. Just inside the companion way is the galley with two-burner stove and oven, refrigerator, big sink with pressure water and plenty of storage space. Opposite the galley is the nav station with an easy to use control system for all of the electronics. for details), writing desk, laptop and Globalstar phone system. The aft cabin is set-up as a self-contained captain’s quarters with a queensized bed, storage for all John’s personal belongings and a built-in spronk head so he could be comfortable while his guests took over the main cabin. All of this comfort on a 44’ home-built trimaran. How did a guy from Traverse City Michigan ever figure out how to design and build such a perfect boat? John started building small dinghies and monohulls in the 70s when he noticed the fastest boat in Lake Michigan was a trimaran built by two brothers named Gougeon. He got to know the Gougeon brothers and then started to build trimarans himself, mostly for his personal use. Each time he built a boat he would sail it and think of ways to make it better. Buddy is John’s 13th multihull and is the culmination of all of his other boats (see sidebar for details). For many years John also ran a construction company where he designed and built custom houses. This accounts for Buddy’s beautiful carpentry and woodwork. And to top it off John is one of the nicest guys you’d ever want to meet. A perfect host, he took us on a five-day sail up the Exumas where we explored caves, snorkeled around pretty reefs and a blue hole, and explored uninhibited islands. He even baked us two loaves of whole wheat bread! After 10 days of living on the perfect trimaran we reluctantly said goodbye to John and Buddy and flew home. (See Tom’s article in the May/June Multihulls for a full description of the cruise). John is now on his way south, stopping at Puerto Rico to pick up his daughter and then moving down through the Caribbean and on to Trinidad to haul out for hurricane season. He is also working on the design of his next boat, a 54-foot bigger, better version of Buddy. –Judy Cox
  3. DDW, I'm not sure what that design of that trimaran is but it sure ticks a lot of the boxes for me! Unfortunately it appears to have been built by a guy with a Culebra address and I hope he was down in Grenada or someplace and not present in Culebra for Irma and Maria. No reason for not putting that sort of boat on a starboard broad reach and head for the ABC's and get out of the path. There was a Gold Coast 54 trimaran named VIRGIN FIRE that was a good combination of sensible interior layout without compromising the performance and I have raced and cruised a good bit on her and she never felt cramped. The owner lived on her full time for years but unfortunately she was hauled in St Martin during IRMA but somehow survived the storm. Maybe you could get a chance to sail on her when she gets released from the involuntary confinement of STM. She is no Rapido but could make a pretty good showing in the C 600. We won the Multi division of the Heiniken a number of times before the Gunboats started getting turbo'ed. I found the designer of the previous tri I posted, John Patterson. That boat was a 44'er BUDDY. He is doing a 50'er as well I think.
  4. Here is a nice interior on a trimaran. Not too shabby boat overall
  5. Just a reminder for next time, a good hurricane evac plan
  6. Old one but it was the first laugh I had today NUDE BEACH ....... !!! A mother and father take their 6-year old son to a family nude beach... As the boy walks along the sand, he notices that many of the women have boobs bigger than his mother's, so he goes back to ask her why. She tells her son, 'The bigger they are, the sillier the lady is.' The boy, pleased with the answer, goes to play in the ocean but returns to tell his mother that many of the men have larger things than his dad does. She replies, 'The bigger they are, the dumber the man is' Again satisfied with her answer, the boy goes back to the ocean to play Shortly thereafter, the boy returns and promptly tells his mother: 'Daddy is talking to the silliest lady on the beach, and the longer he talks, the dumber he gets.
  7. These units will be at a premium in the Islands very soon. Stock in this company should go through the roof! https://www.offgridbox.com/product-1/
  8. I was shocked to see the state of this big cat in St Martin after Irma ripped through there. Boat looked like it was well enclosed between two substantial concrete piers but it seems like the wind got under the visor like edge of the cabin top and simply peeled back the whole deckhouse! You see this sort of damage on mobile homes and RV's but on an oceangoing catamaran? WTF?
  9. Chuso, Go to St John and grab a pick and shovel and go out beside any road and start to dig. You won't get far. Those islands have a very thin layer of topsoil with bedrock just inches below the surface. The predominant rock is basalt and is so hard that the locals call it 'Blue Bitch'. On some of the low islands such as Barbuda and Anegada the sand and coral rock would permit underground utilities unlike the volcanic mountainous ones.
  10. I sort of liked this approach.
  11. Wait, wasn't the boat seatrialed on the 19th? That was International Talk Like a Pirate Day I think. Here is a chance to get caught up.
  12. I thought you might relate to my tale of the Hippie/Buddist from New Orleans. It didn't hurt that he had been a member of a New Orlean commune that had at one time applied to the Supreme Court as a religion and pot and hallucinogens were their Holy Sacrement. He wore his hair long in a Chinese like braided queue. During the seatrials for the Chinese bosses dayboat, he met the daughter of the boss and somehow managed to get her aside long enough to arrange a clandestine meet. He had pinked up a good bit of the language out in the factory but it was the language of love that made her fall for his blue eyes immediately and she was soon seeing him regularly. When they were found out, he was told that he may have gotten his way on hanging with the worker bees but the bosses daughter was definitely out of bounds! He just gave his sly smile and it wasn't long that he was engaged to her and she moved in with him in the penthouse apartment that they had long since provided him with. I think he was married into the family within a year and he is probably stinking rich now! No bad for a round eye...
  13. Proa, I'm pretty sure it was a wing deck Native instead of that two beam open Native in your Golden Oldie link. I think I can find out what the boat was from NEMA. Nice work the are doing on Rusty Pelican!
  14. Grenadian does not equal 'hands on'. Color had nothing to do with that either. I had a co-worker in New Orleans get an offer to go do a project in China. We built custom and prototype boats in New Orleans but took on a job building FG molds for the sections that are used to build those big waterslides which were just starting to get popular. They go together like the old slot car tracks, 8 turns segments do a full 360 turn and the developers had a hard time getting tooling done to the sort of accuracy necessary. Our guy used a transit and lasers and every tool we made was 'spot on' as Jim likes to say. Our foreman was invited to accompany the mold to China and oversee the molding of the actual parts and final assemble of a huge water park in Hong Kong. He was greeted at the airport and put up in a fine hotel and wined and dined his first night in country. He asked at the end of dinner what time work started in the morning at the fab shop and they told him the 'worker' work day started at 6 AM but he would be picked up at the hotel at 9 AM and taken to the shop. He was a composites foreman at our shop and he would never ask a worker to do anything that he wouldn't do himself and if a lazy worker was dragging ass grinding out the inside of a gel coat/scrim first lam in a female mold, he would go over and ask the guy for his grinder and paper suit. He would then go and get a cold soda for the bewildered goof off and hand it to him and climb in the paper suit and don the grinding hood and climb in the mold and start grinding away. The rest of the shop would soon be making fun of the now nervous worker who would eventually beg out foreman to give him the grinder back and resume his duties. I saw that work with the dregs of New Orleans many of whom were on some sort of OJT work release from juvenile hall. Just the was the foreman was and he could kill you with kindness. Never saw him give anything near a good well deserved butt chewing. He claimed to be a Buddist and was eager to work in China. The 'suites' in China were shocked that he was not at the hotel when they sent the limo for him the next morning. The front desk said he had left the hotel at daybreak and caught a bus out front. The suites went to the shop and looked all around for their new 'round eye Technical Facilitator' and he was no where to be seen. One of the Chinese foremen pointed at a mold from which clouds of grinding dust were wafting and they looked inside and there was our Hippie Buddist 'facilitator in work garb grinding away with the regular crew! This was considered a serious breach of protocol and he was warned of the dangers of such 'fraternization' with the 'worker bees' and told that he was to come to work dressed in a suit and assume his superior role as a Technical Facilitator seriously. He just smiled quietly and said that he had enjoyed his stay and was sorry that he could not do his job in the manner which had always worked best for him. A couple of days of frantic 'saving face' with our company back in New Orleans and the Chinese finally agreed to let him do things 'his way' for a month and then they would review. He had the whole project for which he had been sent over done in a couple of weeks and the worker output on the shop floor was at an all time high. His unconventional approach was unsettling to the business mangers but they couldn't deny his results. Then the big boss asked if he knew how to build boats. Next thing you know he was building a 90' day launch for the boss and that eventually turned into a huge boatbuilding operation and our guy never came back.
  15. Caucasian C___ Hairs? Did the rudder miss out when the boot top got painted? I'll lose sleep over that.