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May 10th, 2009
10:19 am - mothers day
Happy mothers day to all mothers! All my bro and sisters and I are chipping in and getting my mom a nice fish tank and a puffer fish. I'm headed to her place in just a bit. I woke up researching what things to feed puffers, and found this video of a puffer eating a live rat baby. Great song choice to it though, lol. Pretty crazy!
Yesterday's sailing race was a bit wonky. We had everything go wrong with the boat and it was more a day of engineering than sailing, lol. After getting the boat all setup, we realized the jib halyard had somehow sneaked up the mast, so we had to lower the mast, run a chase line and pull it through and re-rig it. This was the forecast for the day, the following list is things that went wrong mid race.
1. Somehow our spinnaker line was between the jib and the forestay when we tried raising it, so I had to jump up to the front of the boat quickly and retie it. Luckily my bowlines are getting pretty damn good and I can do them instantly.
2. Due to rigging the jib halyard wrong (we forgot to put it through the fine tune pulley), there was way more tension on the jib halyard block than there should be, in addition to having it rub against a wood corner instead of slide nicely along a pulley wheel. This made bringing the jib up after having taken it down for the downwind REALLY hard. I felt like I was lifting a car, laying down in the boat and using both my legs and turning the pull into a leg press!
Meanwhile a boat is right behind us and we're struggling to maintain first place.
seth: "I can't pull it"
clay: "YES YOU CAN"
3. All this tension eventually pulled the block right off the mast and there was nothing keeping the jib tensioned except me holding it. Again, we're in first place with a boat right behind us.
seth: "the block isn't working"
clay: "MAKE IT WORK"
So I cleated it in the block pulled it in as hard as I could and positioned it so it would hold.
4. One of the cleats we put the spin line in stopped cleating so we had to hold the pressure directly to keep the pole off the forestay, which while we were reaching, was quite an insane amount of pressure.
5. When trying to take the pole down one time while on a reach, i could not release it from the line and when Clay pulled in hard on the sheet, the pole came back and smacked me in the head, lol. It took me like 5 seconds to realize that I hadn't been knocked out, we were still in the lead and I had to finish what I was doing
6. One of the other boats went towards the wrong mark, we had been way ahead of him but thought he must be right so rounded that mark only to realize that we were right and had to go back to the mark we were originally at, lol.
7. At the finish, we crossed the line between a flag and the yacht club tower, instead of between the two flags (we totally didn't see the other flag). So we had to turn around and cross the finish again, finishing JUST in line with another boat pretty much tying for first place.
I must say the club has tasty fish tacos and beers, I'm lucky to have it so close to me.
Tomorrow my brother moves in with me, he's interviewing with Collarfree in the morning and then working in hillcrest afterwards. I want to take everything out of my garage and hose it down later today, because tomorrow we're going to make kind of a jam area of it where we can hang out and work on music. Need to search for another couch on craigs list and some other things. I want to cover the rafters with posters, or maybe just get some poster board and paint on it, cutout the full page cars and motorcycles from the different racing magazines I have laying around and put em on there, so our walls and ceiling look more bad ass than ghetto.
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Comments:
OMG, what kind of puffer? That's so exciting! Did you ever meet Agnes, the puffer I had in college? She lived with me and ![[info]](http://l-stat.livejournal.com/img/userinfo.gif) wiloeleigh junior and senior years. She was like an aquatic puppy, full of personality--she would splash at the surface of the tank to wake me up in the morning and sometime she'd spit water at people. It rocked. You're such a good son! |
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