Sunday, December 11, 2011

Out with the old

Finally got around to ordering a new genoa. I was going to wait, and after sailing on my buddy's boat last weekend I realized I needed to get my boat moving again. They weren't kidding when they said boat stands for "break out another thousand." Sails are expensive!
Hopefully I'll have the new sail a little after the new year. Let's go!

Friday, December 2, 2011

Fuck off, birds!

Doesn't look very scary to me...

As if the soot from the airport wasn't bad enough, there have been little birds having a field day shifting all over my boat. In as little as two weeks, these birds have the deck looking like I've been parked in a forest or something.

If I'm home and I hear them up on the mast, I'll whip a spare halyard up there to chase them away. Five minutes later, they're back at it. Bastards.

I'd like to get a trained falcon or something to fly around the marina and keep these guys off my boat, but they're probably too expensive and I don't know where to get one.

As a final assault in my war against the birds, today I picked up one off the goofy-looking scary eyes beachball scarecrow things. I hung it up on the mast and crossed my fingers. Let's hope it works.
I'll just have to remember to take the silly thing down before I hit the yacht club for cocktails.