Thursday, November 19, 2009

When the mountain falls

Who'd have thunk such a prophesy from previous post before would actually result it coming to fruition? The next day even? Well it did indeed.


We've been battered by the Pineapple Express again this winter. November usually means monsoons and wicked windstorms and we've been getting hit again. However for the first time in many, many years, it ain't quite affecting me so 'cos I am squirreled away in my cozy little house - yea me!


We called this 90-foot monster of a boathouse Mt. Kleeman, some days after it arrived down at Mitchell Island several years ago from a local boat broker named Gary Kleeman. He didn't own the boathouse nor the boat inside it that I was ever aware of. He just happened to be the guy charged with selling it all. They located the big beast at the stern of the Bowie and it blocked that off from the rest of the marina like some kind of Berlin Wall on water. Prior to its arrival we could sit on the Bowie's back deck and see who was coming in and out of the yard. We could tell who was who by how they walked and if we didn't recognize them chances were they were not supposed to be there. This big mountain blocked us off from everything and was an eyesore among all the other eyesores, our own eyesores notwithstanding. It seemed everything started going downhill after that.

We took to calling it Mt. Kleeman, it has forever stuck with us. Eventually the boat inside it sold and its owner didn't want the boathouse, Greig's employer and our landlord snapped it up and moved it up to Sather. The Sea Ferring (which I see just recently sank over at Mitchell Island) was in it for a short time last summer and recently it housed, a 40-some foot Hattaras that the Big Cheese was fixing up.

Anyway, my feared prophecy came true in one of last weeks bashings and down it came. I can only say I was pleased that it fell the other way from the Partnership and didn't come down the other way. I am also glad I missed it too. The only thing keeping it from not collapsing entirely was the Hatteras that was still inside it. It doesn't appear any worse for it though.

Monday, November 16, 2009

Just when you think your going one way...

Something comes along to throw a spanner in the whole works.

It has been a difficult move but, I love my new house and I have a new TV and computer and I am in love with this boy from California...his last name is Apple...Ya, we splurged and go me a new Macbook Pro! Now I am just waiting in the cue for the service call for Shaw to come in and hook it all up. See! Ain't he just darling? All that silicon in all the right places...

Yes, Rob and Jamie you are right...I do still have stuff to say and there is some interesting boat developments coming down stream so to speak. Greig says I still have substantial boat assets so just because I am not "living" on them is a whole other thing. So, I guess am reconsidering the end of Waterlogged as it was and making it something else. (Maybe I'll switch to Wordpress from Blogger too. Hmmm...)

Still it is nice to SLEEP through a storm and not be kept awake all night by it bashing and crashing about me wondering if Mt Kleeman, the Boss's boathouse is going to come crashing down on me too. And I have no regrets really on selling the Floatie for I look at and see all those things I don't have to do now. Though I do have to go through and clean it yet...

Thanks for all the lovely emails and messages over the last month. It has been very touching.