Saturday, September 27, 2008

Oh Splendide...I covet thee

Your company's use of black letter in your branding platform aside, it's that wench on the Katherine Jane I choose to blame. Now I have something new to covet and the damn vanity isn't even installed yet.
GEEZ! I'll get no "new vanity high" from this at all now. Darn you Jamie!

You see as much as I dig on the Underwear Origami from the fair Moon Sic at Cheers Laundry, I tire of sloggin' bags of laundry hither and fro. I'd gladly ditch the service for something as cool as this.

I gotta find me one of these.

Friday, September 26, 2008

Greig's gantry and other improvements

In order for us to bring the Pacific Express up to the new digs, we had to wait for a few things to happen. Glenna and her boat the Shorebird were in the little boathouse for most of the summer. She's a carpenter from Ladysmith and was working on the set of the new science fiction series called Sanctuary. A god-send she was as sometimes we'd come home from an evening slog and she'd have a bite to eat or a glass of wine for us .

She left last Monday and Greig was able to build a gantry inside it, hook up and hoist out that diesel engine out of the Westmark. He then dropped the engine into the Green Goblin, our 26 footer. Once he was able to do that, he pulled the Hari Mai back into the boathouse.

We've had some really, really low tides in the last few days and the big boathouse, aka Mt. Kleeman was sitting twisted on the mud, as was the Sea Ferring inside of it. Boats going aground all up and down the river is in the news again, and why aren't "they" doing anything about it.

Here is the hoist and the engine sitting all wonky here in the boathouse as the Westmark was aground in the boathouse here too.

So some more organizing and re-jigging of docks has to take place still for the Express to arrive. Location of that here seems to change daily

My next improvement will be to finally get the sink working in my bathroom. I had bought an antique dresser thinking I could re-configure it with a sink and all that but in the past year that just hasn't happened.
I've splurged on this pretty thing and Greig and I got the legs on it last night and moved it into place to check for the fit. OOOH it is so very sexy! I do have to cut a hole in the bottom shelf to make allowances for the plumbing but it otherwise fits in just fine into the spot.

Everyone say, "Yea! Storage!"

The floathouse has now been here for three months and three months with no hydro is wearing very thin. I thank god I have a propane hot water tank and stove. As it stands we've been running a gas generator for short periods at night and that is when I can use the computer and internet. It is funny to tell this to people that my landline only works when my genny is running and they look at me, somewhat confused. I assure them it is OK 'cos if Hurricane Katrina would hit me, I'm mostly off-grid already and they'd be screwed. Well, it makes me feel better at least. That all aside, I am getting really tired of the big fat cooler that has been my fridge for the past four months. As small as my fridge is, I really, really miss it and that good working triangle between the fridge, sink and stove. I think I was able to sufficently bitch at the Big Cheese today, to facilitate the action of a temporary hydro mast at the very least.

Still, it is very pretty at night up here and I don't miss the dust a whit.

Sunday, September 14, 2008


Really, I am still in shock. We sold two boats this week. The Dos Amores on Wednesday and the Bowie yesterday.

I am glad to be free of the responsibility of it. But I have always struggled with that as far as the Bowie was concerned. There was just something about that boat that left me so restless. I couldn't sit still. I never found it restful living on it. I always saw some fresh mess that would distract me from whatever chore I was already trying to finish. Only when we bought the Partnership did I really comprehend how sleep deprived I had been for so long.

Yes there were some tears and the kids loved the boat so much. Especially Dosha and Payton as I think they have missed it the most. We put a lot of work into it that didn't always yeild the results I had hoped for but that came through in other places. Sometimes you plant a seed and something comes up you didn't expect. Well, that was life on the Bowie in a nutshell. Maybe that is just life on the river.

The two things biggest things about Mitchell Island that I don't miss are the driftwood and dust. We just don't get the volume of wood over here that we got there. Really, that was quite phenomenal.

All in all, its a good thing. Guess I have to loose the mvbowie URL now eh?

Thursday, September 11, 2008

Bear attack on a boat

Though bear attacks always make the news it is actually a rare thing and this story out of Port Renfrew on Vancouver Island in the Vancouver Province today tells of a man mauled on his boat. The bear, of course didn't make it and was apparently in poor health. The victim is recovering in hospital.

When wildlife like that, be it a cougar or a bear, attacks humans that you find out that the animal is sick. And it is that time of year when the pickings for food up in the hills grows more scarce. There is no doubt a dearth of berries for them as it has been a lousy summer and so, opportunities that bears are will go where the easiest source of food is as we humans are so piggish.

And speaking of bears,
Peaches, is still hanging around at my folks too. Dad has put up an electric fence around the garden to keep him from the peach and apple trees. Really, it may not be the same Peaches who raided the tree last year but that's what we're callin' him anyway.

Monday, September 08, 2008

Log boat

This one is for you Will!

It was anchored out in English Bay the other day. I had assumed this was one of Seaspan's but when I looked up those vessels on Seaspan's site here, that it is a different ship all together.

Seaspan's tip over and dump out the logs which I have never seen done but just told about it and you can see that in the roll-over pics on their site.

Not often that I see ships out at anchor with the raw logs on deck however, though we send so much of our raw log exports to foreign shores.

A challenge for the lads

Greig decided to give Bui and Denis a big bone to chew on. That of pulling the engine out of the Westmark. The Westmark is an old fishboat thathas been abandoned, so the Big Boss man offered it to Greig. It so happens to be the exact same engine, a Chrysler Nissan, that is in the Dos Amores. And not to look a gift diesel in the mouth...

One day last week, Greig spent the day in it detaching all the bits from it. (Bui is on the right and his buddy Denis, our other "son" is on the left here). We left for work Saturday afternoon and he put the boys on to the challenge of hoisting it out of there. Innumerable phone calls that evening from them and dozens of excuses to NOT finish the job only made Greig encourage them more to finish it.

And they did it! All their griping aside, how many fifteen year old city kids can go back to school on Monday and when asked about what they did this weekend would answer, "Oh I pulled a diesel engine out of an old fish boat." Well they can! Really, they were quite proud of themselves after the fact. Now we just have to get it off the boat...Hmmm

Tuesday, September 02, 2008

To that I say "HA!"

It has been a busy weekend to be sure. We are in the process of scrapping the Bowie. Sad but we've not many choices at this point. Greig moved the Pacific Express alongside the Bowie a few days ago and we had to pull it off the water lease by the first of the month. Well they did that yesterday.

That all said, some may recall how I've often expressed how the Bowie has been THE ANCHOR for the marina for all these years. Now, it is detached from the works and as a result the marina is wanting to drift downstream.

Gee, what did you expect when you have docks all willy nilly not actually attached to anything? I just feel so bad for the other tenets moored there having to put up with all that crap. At 4am they were out there lashing the dock finger to Bill's boat down with a fire hose as there was no rope handy that was at all long enough.

Gee, maybe if they hadn't slashed our stern line anchors they could have actually attached to them and kept the whole works stable. Nope, that would have been the smart and easy way of doing things. Of course they would have had to ask nicely. Oh well. SEP I say - someone else's problem.