Tuesday, November 5, 2013

Haul-out Weekend 2013

October 5, 2013  Point Bay Marina, Charlotte, Vermont

- Marc:  Sue and I came back from dropping off Sara and Stephanie at McGill University and proceeded to empty the boat for the winter.  The Lucy III  haul out actually was done while we were away.  I noticed some deck damage that I quickly repaired and ended up re-bedding everything in that area of the deck  There will not be any leaks next summer.  I have a photo below showing all the details.  We decided to cover the boat ourselves this winter with tarps from Loews that seem to work for most of the fleet here in the storage yard.  Our winter cover is very nice but is designed for lowered masts and we have kept our masts up this winter.


This whole process took several trips to Vermont or stopovers on our way home from Montreal.  One visit to Montreal, on Canadian Thanksgiving, was spent apple picking and enjoying the Fall foliage.  The apples were great and the colors were spectacular.  We took our Aunt Dorothy along and returned via the ferry crossing the Ottawa River at OKA.  There were several sailboats crossing with colorful spinnakers.  We had fond memories of travelling in this area with our boat in the past several years stopping in St. Anne de Bellevue and in Hudson.


Our last stop was in St. Anne where we enjoyed dinner with friends on the waterfront.  





Tuesday, August 27, 2013

Tartan 34C Reunion Weekend at LCYC Shelburne, VT

August 24, 2013, Charlotte, Vermont



Marc-  Sue, Stephanie and I are on board this weekend for the annual Tartan 34C event.  We did enjoy dinner last night aboard John and Mindy's Coquina and a great breakfast this morning under the tent at the RSYC.  It was fun to see our sailing friends again.  We left our mooring at about 11:00 to sail North to Shelburne.  This ended up being a motorsail trip but we did sail through the racing fleet gathered for the Diamond Island Regatta.  We were warmly welcomed at the dock of the Lake Champlain Yacht Club in Shelburne.  They later provided us with a free mooring for the night.  Sue and Stephanie departed on the bikes for a trip to Shelburne Village. I remained aboard and gave some tours of the Lucy III.  I also toured a few boats myself and was impressed with "Indian Summer".  The boat looked none the worse for its transatlantic and Caribbean adventures. Sue and Stephanie returned just in time for dinner at the club to be followed by Richard's presentation about his sail to Europe aboard his vintage 1970 Tartan 34C "Indian Summer".  An excellent presentation with humor and excitement as well.  The best parts of Richard's tale dealt with his close encounters with whales and flying fish.


Wednesday, July 10, 2013

RSYC Summer Cruise- 2013

July 3, 2013  Point Bay Marina Charlotte, Vermont



-Marc:  We arrived by car from Boston and went directly to Burlington for the pre-Independence day fireworks show.  We met John, Mindy and our Sara at U.V.M. and took the Shuttle bus to the waterfront.  We spent some time walking and shopping on Church Street and a visit to Ben & Jerry's for some ice cream.  John led us down to the boardwalk to a great viewing location.  The fireworks were the best that I've seen here.  We arrived at Point Bay Marina near midnight and brought the boat to the dock for the night.  

Sara-- Coffee got me packed and to the bus station, where I presented my comically oversized ticket (I had problems with my printer) to the white mustachioed ticket-checker who was so friendly I fancied he’d stepped out of a storybook (like The Polar Express). When I apologized about my ticket he smiled like he had no one else to see that day and assured me, “Don’t worry. We’ll take care of that.” and took the giant taped-together ticket out of my hands, leaving me standing there relieved and giddy, clinging to my backpack, journal, and Middlemarch. Looking up grinning as a little boy pulled away from his mom to peer over at what I was writing in my diary (“white mustache”), I noticed the sign overhead that indicated the my entryway’s number: 13. And with that unlucky magic number looming enticingly over me, I shifted realities; in the Twilight Zone, I stood waiting in line.

Got through the border. Just barely. When I replied to the border guy’s straightforward question (“Where do you live?”) with a convoluted answer (“I live in Montreal and Boston and I’m going to see my family on a boat in Vermont”), his eyes shifted warily under his deep frown and he informed me, “You’ve been selected for a random inspection.” (When I texted my sister about it on the bus later, she replied ‘What were you wearing??’ She was sure it was my outfit that had sketched the poor bloke out.) The actual questioning was anticlimactic (I was kinda looking forward to it, though I really had to pee): a lady inspector asked me where I was from, where I was going, and if I had any food. “No,” I replied to that last. “Oh, wait,” I reconsidered hopefully. “I have a peanut butter sandwich.” She managed to roll her eyes and yawn with just a dull look and an “Ok”.
Afterwards in the bathroom I was surprised by how un-sketchy I looked; waiting in line to be questioned, I’d imagined there were deep black bags under my eyes, my clothes were blacker and baggier, and a tattoo of an anchor had somehow appeared on my right bicep. Alas… Just blonde-ponytailed, only marginally sketchy me.
Awesome Vermonter friends John and Mindy were there at UVM to greet me. John gave us a little tour of his old kingdom (he used to be a beloved prof there).
When we met up with my family, my sister Steph ran up to me after stopping to check herself out in a car window and cried, “Oh wait I couldn’t wait to tell you about my new condition!” (My sis loves getting medical attention.)
Before taking a shuttle to the waterfront to eat fries (with tons of ketchup) and watch fireworks, we meandered up Church Street, which was hopping. My favorite street performer also happened to be the one who totally creeped Steph out: A boy wearing a necklace of tarnished silver spoons and a Catcher in the Rye red cape playing with dolls (In one case, taking off one’s child-face to reveal the brown snout of a pug) and occasionally squeaking a plastic banana toy (Alarmed, Steph elbowed me and hissed, “What does it mean??”). As we watched he took up a chalkboard and wrote, “Hi J my name is Kalan and I am I nihilist”. I smiled; Steph grimaced and pulled at my sleeve.


July 4, 2013 Kingsland Bay State Park, Vermont.

After a quiet night, Sue, Sara and Stephanie went off to South Burlington for provisions.  Lucy III was ready to depart when they returned.  We motorsailed over to Kingsland Bay where we rafted up to Abigail.  Abigail is a 55 foot powerboat owned by Alan and Diane Gotleib.  They had quite the extended family aboard including children, grandchildren, and grandparents.  Sara and Stephanie were very happy to have kids nearby.The swimming here was fantastic.  Sue and I went for a walk and met up with several horses.  One particular horse came when called over.

Sara- Oh gosh. The second day, the first day of the trip, was when it all began people-wise. That was the day we met the gang of wonderful hooligans: Wyatt, Annika, Joe, Jake (Pablo), Jake (joke-creeper kid with stick who bade me farewell that day by twitching his eye). We lost Joe and Pablo to football tryouts later that same day, so for the rest of the trip it was Annika, Wyatt, creeper Jake, and other great kids we picked up along the way who I’ll get to by and by.

The greatest thrill of the trip: Wyatt showed me magic: performing a crazy arm-flailing running leap over railing from atop the sunbathing area on his grandparents’ fantastically huge power boat. Doing something that scares me and ends up being crazy fun tears a hole in my universe, and there’s suddenly so much more to see and do and feel and eep! That was cool.
That night Alan, Annika’s grandpa motored us (plus Steph) out in his grey dingy into the serene darkness and we saw… “Red lightning!” I exclaimed. They laughed at me. “It’s fireworks!” Annika corrected me. “Only you would say that,” Steph scoffed affectionately, rolling her eyes. “Or maybe it’s an exploding lighthouse!” I cried, and Annika probably understood what I was talking about earlier when I said I couldn’t believe I was twenty.  
When we were first all getting to know each other it was great because instead of avoiding each other like kids sometimes do these ones all piled onto the suddenly tiny cockpit of our boat and we passed around strawberries, bread and hummus, and watermelon! (We were The watermelon boat this trip. We bought FOUR. And my mom just kept choppin’ ‘em up. It was wonderful. Eternal watermelon, infinite watermelon… I totally get why people make their food into gods sometimes. It seems so miraculous and holy when it’s good and it just keeps coming! That trip I think we all subconsciously praised the Watermelon God, Watta Watta Yum Yum [Well, what would you call him, hmm?]).
That night all our great friends came aboard (Easy since our boats were rafted together)—including John, Mindy, Susan, and Roger. Mom made food; I got my introvert time by doing dishes (listening to The Smiths' Heartful of Hollow).


July 5, 2013.  Willsboro Bay, New York.

We both sailed and motored at times on our way across Lake Champlain to the far shore.  Willsboro is a rural town not near the harbor.  The harbor itself is very large complete with a very rugged side with waterfalls and cliffs to the peninsula where two marinas are located.  We went to Willsboro Bay Marina for ice and pumpout.  The " RSYC appetizer night"  took place at the far southern end of the harbor aboard the motoryacht ISIS.  This boat truely deserves the name yacht and her owner Mary is first class.  We had a great time aboard visiting with the cress from the RSYC fleet.

Sara- Next morning: me sitting at the prow of the Lucy III, “sailing fo realz” (as I wrote in my diary), the lake calm, the moutains bluegreen, white sails resplendent, Steph snapchatting with her old friend Becca, the scent of spray-on sunscreen, my trusty purple liter bottle decorated with the silhouettes of tall and tiny evergreens sitting beside me.
“394 feet and lotsa fish!” Dad called up excitedly after checking the depth-finder.

Mid-day excitement: I bought a bracelet when we were buying ice. It was made by the store-owner’s daughter and I still have it though it is not as crazy-awesome shiny pink and chestnut brown as it was then; Now I wear it whenever I’m going on an adventure (like climbing Mount Katahdin). In my journal I named it my “fantastically funky pink mystical tiki-tiki bracelet”.

After we settled down for the night, next order of business: party on a power boat. With lots of friendly funny boaters and lemonade that turned out to be… not lemonade (funny when Steph found out: “Ew! What is this?” “I dunno, some sort of alcohol.” “Ewww!” “Tsk tsk—what kind of college student will you make?”).

I escaped the party early with John and Mindy and then made myself a pillow nest on the back of the Lucy III. “What are you doing?” called John. “Working on my novel!” I called back. What I ended up writing: “IT’S GREAT WHEN YOU’RE TIPSY EVERYTHING YOU WRITE SEEMS BRILLIANT” and then scribbled a short story called “Magnus, The Electro DJ”.


July 6, 2013.  Valcour Island. New York.

Lucy III sailed about a third of the way to Valcour before the wind disappeared.  We were not the first to arrive at Sloop cove and we rafted up with Coquina (John and Mindy Donnelly's Cabo Rico 38).  Late arriving boats then rafted up to Lucy III.  We went on several rather muddy hikes on Valcour Island.  The heavy rain of late had left the trails rather soggy.  The swimming was fine.

July 7, 2013.  Valcour Island, New York.

We moved Lucy III to the south side of of Sloop cove where we rafted up with other RSYC boats.  It was mostly quiet during the night but very rolly in the morning.  We departed early in rain and haze.  The forecast was nasty and called for southerly winds.  We observed only northerly winds and clearing weather.  Lucy III left the main RSYC fleet and went to Burton Island early to meet up with friends arriving by ferry to Burton Island State Park.  We did have an excellent sail from the drawbridge to the harbor entrance.  We tied up at the innermost sailboat dock to access both electricity and water.


July 8, 2013.  Burton Island State Park, Vermont.

What a beautiful day for visitors and exploring this island.  Our friends Heidi, David and Kate came over and we motorsailed over for lunch at Hero's Welcome in North Hero Island, Vermont.  "Hero's Welcome"

is an extensive general store.  This store is a real treat in and of itself and they serve up excellent sandwiches and ice cream.  I enjoyed a maple creemee.


July 9-12, 2013:  Burton Island State Park

Marc-  Burton Island was a great place despite some muddy trails around the island.  The weather was nice swimming great and the RSYC activities were fun.  The organized events were fantastic.  Special thanks to Susan and Roger for all of their hard work as cruise captains.  The kids certainly had fun as well.


July 12, 2013:  Converse Bay, Charlotte, Vermont

Marc-  We sailed away from Burton Island this morning to Ladd's Landing for fuel.  Next came the Grand Isle Bridge.  Unfortunately the winds were very light on the western side of Lake Champlain so we motorsailed South.  Near the Port Kent- Burlington Ferry crossing we passed our friends Roger and Susan aboard Cygnus who questioned our speed.  We were doing 7.5 knots.  We cut the motor and continued on at about 6 knots all the way to Converse Bay sailing wing and wing with Spinnaker and genoa out.  A very nice sail indeed.  At Converse we picked up a mooring that our friend Steve pointed out.  John and Mindy later rafted up to us on Coquina.  We found some of our fleet here:  Cygnus, Spirit, Coquina, Lucy III and Talisman.


July 13, 2013:  Point Bay Marina



Marc-  Excellent  breakfast aboard Coquina this morning at Converse Bay before motoring over to Point Bay Marina.
A good time was enjoyed by all of us this cruise week.

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  Post Cruise trip to Essex, NY

August 10, 2013:  Charlotte, VT 

Marc- Sailed over to Essex, NY for our first visit by boat to this old town.  We arrived at Essex Shipyard at tied at the outer dock  The Chef is also the dockmaster and he was away getting supplies.  The local boaters directed us to the transient pier where we backed in for the night.  The locals are indeed friendly here.  Steph and I went for a walking tour.  The first comments from Steph  was that this village could be on Martha's Vineyard due to all of its shops and art galleries. The homes are classic and well kept.  We did make the necessary stop at the Ice Cream shop located directly in the center of the shopping section of town.  I enjoyed a visit to the Essex Maritime Museum in the old schoolhouse.  Very good displays of historical information and Lake Champlain memorabilia.  We scouted out the restaurants and decided on dinner at our marina's deck restaurant in hope of seeing the chef/dockmaster.  We never did see him but the meal was excellent and we added the dockage fees to the dinner tab.  Most of the boaters here are from Montreal.  Apparently this is a good location for Canadians.  The docks are poured concrete which makes the marina very quiet and secure except in times of high water.  One of the local boaters indicated that they had a late start to the boating season due to high lake levels at least two feet above the docks earlier.  



August 11, 2013: Essex NY

Marc- We awoke early for a return by motor to our mooring at Point Bay Marina.  A beautiful sunny day with few boats on the Lake.  We saw this cat in a pretty Essex garden this morning.

Wednesday, June 12, 2013

First Sail 2013

June 8, 2013- Point Bay Marina Charlotte, Vermont  

Marc-  This is Stephanie's birthday and her celebratory weekend in Vermont with her friends.  We arrived at  the Marina at 14:00.  It took me some time to set up the boat and to install the new electronic ignition (we blew it out from a power surge while we were tied to the dock a week ago).  The atomic 4 started right up and I was greeted at the dock by our friends John and Mindy Donnelly along with Stephanie and her friends: Gia, Carolina, Tayla and Sarah.  We then set sail for Kingsland Bay and the RSYC picnic planned at the State Park.  Not much wind although we raised the mainsail as well as the spinnaker before motoring into the Bay.  We rafted up to Coquina, John and Mindy's boat.  The picnic was fine and they even sang Happy Birthday to Stephanie.  We returned to the marina for the night.  I then drove Stephanie and her friends up to Burlington.  Burlington is definitely a ‘happening’ town. It’s a college town with the University of Vermont and Chaplain College within walking distance of downtown. The marina is at the waters edge. Town is up the hill.


We hit Burlington at the right time. Summer is just starting up here as of last weekend. They have a Jazz festival this week on Church Street, their pedestrian only part of town.  We enjoyed some dinner at a Creperie right on Church Street.
Church St pedestrian walkway...no bikes allowed
Church Street was buzzing with people and music. We waled around seeing a couple of performances and then had dinner at one of the Crepe restaurants. They had vegetarian options.

Enjoyed some of the jazz performances on Church Street in Burlington VT

Thursday, April 4, 2013

Spring Comes to Charlotte, Vermont and Point Bay Marina

April 5, 2013  Charlotte, VT

Marc -Great to see Spring weather at last after the long Winter with lots of snow.  At least the melting snow pack will keep the Lake levels up for the Summer.  Stephanie and I are at Point Bay Marina and have opened up the shrink wrap to begin doing our prep work on Lucy III.  Our Mooring is ready and waiting for us in the Bay.


Tuesday, January 15, 2013

Winter Layover 2013

Point Bay Marina, Charlotte Vermont:  January 15, 2013

Lucy III under wraps !

Marc-  Lucy III is blocked up and wrapped up for the winter and surrounded by snow.  I searched for a door in the shrink wrap to get in, but none was to be found.  I will make an opening in the rear wrap once the weather improves to commence the Spring preparations.  The rebuilt centerboard is ready for installation as well as the re-powered Simrad autopilot.  Just two of many maintenance items for this haul-out season.  The sail repairs are also completed.  We will continue to  work on the sail cover repairs.  Some deck repair and paint work needs to be done and we need to install the new electric winch that will control the centerboard.  Some new electrical work will be done as well as a new fuel tank to extend our cruising range under power.






Burlington is beautiful in Winter and we have tried to stay busy outdoors.