Getting exciting!

Well people, after all that boring planking, day in, day out. I bet you've just about gone to sleep. Well, it's lucky you hung in there cuz it's really exciting now! Just look at that picture....really taking shape isn't it?

Ain't she sweet!

Look at that beautious planking on the tail....Like peakock feathers strutting their stuff. Now we're ready for sanding, trimming and a coat or two of varnish as we work from the ass end and work our way forward.

Carving a niche....

...Or should I say: carving a plank to fit a niche, er notch is more correct. Niche or notch, whatever. As I get to the rail of the boat the plank needs to be shaved to fit the curvature of the rail. Using a band saw and a block plane and craftsmanship it does happen.

You guessed it, it continues...

Getting pretty exciting!
More planking going down, the stern top is nearing complete coverage. When that happens I can sand and varnish....complete a leg of this journey I call Boat!

Pain in the butt everything

Hey, walk a mile in my shoes. Better yet, wear your own fletchin' shoes. You're whinin' and complainin' and you have feet and you have shoes. Did you see our savior Jesus Christ sportin' shoes? There you go. Get it together dudes and dudettes.

Pain in the butt refrigerator!

Not only the boats are a pain in the butt, butt installing the tubing for the refrigerator was a PITB. Made the connections and everything was cool except there were leaks coming from multiple places....had to cinch up crap more than I wanted to (didn't want to go so hard it would shear off). I kept on cinching furthur and further until all leakage stopped. clean up the frig of dirt and now we get ice and ice water through the door! We are fancy now, ...and I believe this puts us in the upper class.

Words by Eric Hoffer

When we see the bloodshed, terror and destruction born of such generous enthusiasms as the love of God, love of Christ, love of a nation, compassion for the oppressed and so on, we usually blame this shameful perversion on a cynical, power-hungry leadership. actually, it is the unification set in motion by these enthusiasms, raqther than the manipulations of a scheming loeadership, that transmutes noble impulses into a reality of hatred and violence. the deindividualization wich is a prerequisite for thorough integration and selfless dedication is also, to a considerable extent, a process of dehumanization. The torture chamber is a corporate institution.

Swim deck on 1960 Crooks 18 ft utility

You may be confused because there are 2 boats when you were thinking only one.....well, did ya punk? Anyway heres the swim deck taken off the Correct Craft and put on the Crooks....still confused? Good, you aren't reading this anyway, nobody is reading this 'cept me.

Fee-e-eling it!

I CAN FEELLyrics: HYDE Music: KAZFeel, I can feel you - the bliss, your kissI can’t believe it - could this be fate?Karada wo kaishite dakishime aeba surpriseKuuryoku no kaihou tamashii wa mou arise*You’re part of me,we’re melting into each otherLife’s mysteries, no,none of it seems to matterI can feel I can feelI can feel I can feelWaiting for this timeI can feel I can feelI can feel I can feelNow the truth is mineI didn’t notice you here, so nearWords, we don’t need them -this soup of the soul

Pain in the butt bilge pump

This PITB bilge pump was clogged up....no wonder there was a lot of water in the bilge last time the boat went out...we're lucky we didn't sink! I cleaned it out so we should be good to go.

Planking....repeat.

Planking continues in the usual manner. Ripping scrap wood, running them through the planer and gluing them down.....kind of a keep on plankin' attitude that, eventually, will manifest a refurbished Correct Craft.

One plank at a time.

The planking continues as I grab scrap wood, mostly redwood from a former fence and reuse this wood to restore and reuse this amazing 1953 Correct Craft runabout...the ultimate in recycling...whistling while I work to the sweet sounds of Trane.

Here's the glue I use

Here's the glue that glues the planks down on the 1953 correct craft. It works PFG (pretty fletching good). Not using any screws, we will see how good this glue is.

Took the Boat up the lazy Sacramento river

That river keeps flowin' and we flowed along with it. It was expensive, the price of ethyl these days....$4.50 per gallon. The cost in gas just for making the 150 mile car journey up and back (Santa Cruz, CA-Sacramento)=$90.00. The boat journey from Sacramento to Locke and back =$90.00. Add in the incidental costs such as beer and we're talking real money. Too much, the boat's not going out again until my financial ship comes in and that won't be until November, maybe longer.

This is the nut!

At the top of Frankenstein Cliff we stopped for lunch and a little rest. Conrad had made me homemade Lemon Bars that he brought on the hike to surprise me. They were really good! I had no clue that he could cook! He actually had called my mom to get her recipe. I was very impressed!

Riser rises up to reattach itself to the manifold

Well, put on gasket material and reattached the riser. Today, I fired her up and she runs good. The riser leaks just a little bit....not perfect but good enough, way less leakage than before when a spray fan would rule the territory there. Also, the water intake system that I reworked seems to be not leaking at all. May be taking it out on tuesday.

Prepping for gasketing

scraping crap off the contact face where new gasket material will be placed in order to "marry" this part to the engine.....more fun than a barrel of monkeys.

Todays Task in Correct Craft restoration

Today, let's call it the band saw, the planer and the stick of ebony. A 1/8" strip of ebony will be the "pin striping" inbetween the redwood planks. Definately not the typical way, not even the cowboy way. ....Do not shun women, but never give them your essence....save it for your boat!

First plank placed!

Using my restoration philosophy of starting from the rear (stern)and restoring in an forward direction and in the spirit of cheapness, I glued down the first plank made out of a former redwood fence board. After planing it down to 3/8" x 1.75" that sucker got slapped down and using weights (see picture) and what I call "the glue to glue anything" I don't think that is ever going to come off.....talk about commiting oneself!, no turning back from this road to restoration.

the Riser is back!

Exciting times here at the homefront with picking up the riser from the welder. Look at the picture and you can see where the welder did the weld. Ho also sealed it with some "goo" so that any pin holes would be sealed.

Rusted bolt FREE!

Using a propane torch I roasted that nut until the penetrating oil was sizzling. I think that's what did it. After putting a 18" crescent wrench on it and jerkin' on it like a gorilla, ...it budged! Oh hallejujah, all God's chillin' gotta wings!