One of the best things about “experience” is that while living it may sometimes be, shall we say “interesting”, the “telling” is nearly always fabulous for years and years afterwords. Brenda’s sister Sheryl once said “experience is what you get when you don’t get what you want”. However, sometimes experiences are indeed what you had hoped for too. And that’s makes for an even better story.
For sure, the telling is even better when it’s actually fun from the beginning and with each telling later bringing back all of those great memories, again and again. Of course, each time you tell the story it somehow becomes even more amazing. “You should have seen the one that got away…” or “that storm was so strong, the waves…”. You know the drill…
Our trip to Cuba last winter has been perhaps the pinnacle of “experience it once, talk about it forever…”.
Of course, we wrote about our trip as we experienced it (see March and April posts on this site and Brenda’s www.argoknot.com) at every opportunity we got, some 30 posts in all. And the telling has gotten even better as since returning home to CT as we have talked about our trip to whomever would stand still and listen. Fortunately for us, nearly EVERYONE is interested in hearing about Cuba.
We have given talks to many groups, 13 at last count including my upcoming talk to the Pelagic Sailing Club in Boston this coming Thursday. It’s a thrill for me to talk to groups and I have jumped at nearly every opportunity I have been offered to tell our story including the members of the Essex Yacht Club and The Corinthians within the last week, both groups that have been a big part of our lives. EYC wins the prize for the best poster. That’s Chef Michael at EYC with us who prepared a wonderful Cuban dinner to cap off the evening. Well done Michael.
For me, the only thing better than speaking to a group about our voyages, is speaking to a group that I know personally.
Each time I give my presentation, just seeing this photo of Pandora tied up at Marina Hemingway brings back a flood of memories.
And, nothing gets a rise from the audience like this photo of me holding lobsters that we purchased from Cuban fisherman. Brenda and I “ate” this particular memory at home just the other night as we had a freezer full of lobster tails aboard Pandora when we returned home from Cuba. “You…Keep your eyes on the crustaceans!”
Anyway, it seems that everyone tends to tell stories of the worst conditions and how they “almost….”. Brenda likes to forget those moments and prefers to focus on “being anchored” as the memories that suit her best. Lobster is good too.
Another story that always gets a rise is talking about our experience of going to the Rolling Stones concert in Havana. Now, that’s a memory and a half, with the “half” coming from several of our traveling companions who drank plenty on the way to the concert. They were hung over before we even got to the concert.
All and all, visiting Cuba was a really wonderful trip with only a few tears along the way. And, speaking of “tears”, we encountered more than a few no-se-ums one evening, not the happiest memory of Cuba but still a great story and one that’s more fun to tell than experience. As my mother used to say, “into every day a little rain must fall” but even rainy days and no-se-ums make for great stories to be told for a lifetime.
A good friend from way-back-when, Chris Blossom the marine artist, did a painting of our first boat,TAO as a birthday present to me in 1980. At that point Brenda and I had only been married for three years. Yes, we had a boat before we had a house. “Brenda, what were you thinking?”
It’s a wonderful painting and brings back a flood of memories of that evening, and many others spent sailing with Brenda. Chris captured the experience perfectly as we ghosted along off of Penfield Beach in Fairfield CT one summer evening. Now, that’s Brenda’s kind of sailing, err, becalming.
Don’t we look like we are having a nice time? Brenda thought it was ALMOST like being anchored. How about a little closer view? It’s such a terrific treasure to us, both memory and picture. And, it looks just like us. Well, to me and Brenda it does.
And, if you think I am making the “birther” thing up, there’s proof in the lower right hand corner. “Happy Birthday Bob” Chris was in his early 20s when he painted this 36 years ago. Another lifetime.
Russell Jinishian, the well known marine dealer, told me a while back that Chris is one of the five finest living marine artists. Chris has an enormous body of work, but doesn’t have a website of his own. I guess that’s because he paints pictures of “old stuff” and the Web for Chris, well it’s just so “new”.
I’m biased perhaps, but he does great work and he did one for me. However, you can see his work, and there’s plenty, on Chris’s page at Russell’s gallery link.
Well, as I was saying, we love to remember the perfect times in our lives. Perhaps less so, the times that we’d rather forget. However, some are so exciting that we recall them anyway, and always with a a growing fondness, if only because we lived to tell the tale, as the years go by.
Cruising Cuba was not what I would call “easy” as you are really “on your own”. However, as a class A “you should have been there” sort of experience! It was without peer, and what memories it has made for us.
While I wasn’t there, the image in this painting I mean, this painting, also from Christopher, certainly depicts an “experience” that Brenda would likely want to forget if she had been there. We have this painting too, over our fireplace in the den. It’s “on loan” from Christopher. I sure hope he never “calls” the loan. (forgive me but this isn’t the best photo Chris)
Great detail and you can almost hear the gunfire.
The painting is actually a book cover that Chris did for an old Bantum softcover book, I think, “The Last Action of the Calcutta Lighthorse”. This link tells the story of their amazing true story of the sinking of a German freighter in WWII. It was later made into a movie. Here’s the trailer. Yes, a bit of a random link I admit, but here goes.So, we sometimes don’t enjoy every moment out there as we cruise or make our way through life but the stories are often great to tell and get better as you tell them again and again. I’ll bet that this trip, again one of Chris’s pieces, would make for some great tales.
This piece is of an experience that is more Brenda’s speed. Chris painted this years ago when he and his family sailed in the Bahamas aboard their Luder’s 33, Acadia. That’s Acadia at anchor in the Exumas. Bummer for us, but this and the prior piece are not part of our collection.
So, all and all, Cuba has proven to be perhaps the best “live it once, talk about it forever” experience that Brenda and I have ever had. And to think that it all grew out of “gear failure” a little more than a year ago when I was on my way to the eastern Caribbean. We didn’t make it to the BVI that year. However, for me, when I am given lemons, I make lemon aid. And, let me tell you, I am making gallons and gallons of the stuff with this story.
Ok, Cuba… Been there, done that. Now on to more memories. I hope that they are at least as good an experience as the telling will surely be. I guess we will just have to wait and see but “Cruising Cuba” is going to be a hard story to top. I’ll try, that’s for sure, so stay tuned.
For the record, as long as there is someone who will listen, I’ll continue to tell the amazing tale of Brenda’s and my two months in Cuba. If you want to hear our story yourself, let me know. Perhaps I can fit in a visit to your group as well.
Time to make new memories. I’m on it. Totally…
The night before, when we were entering the little harbor a ferry came in right behind me and shined their searchlight on me as I was approaching the dock to tie up. It was unnerving, to say the least and the lights blinded me. We tied up to our friends on Acadia across the dock. It is indeed a small world to run into friends unannounced. We enjoyed our visit.
So now, forgive me but I am going to bore you with yet another group of “sunset photos”. “NOOOOOOOO, NOT AGAIN BOB!” Sorry… it was beautiful with more than a dozen shrimpers plying the waters in the setting sun.
Every few minutes the scene changed.
I was struck by this view that looked like liquid silver in the waning light. Not sure what I’d do with this photo. Perhaps it would make for nice “wallpaper” on my laptop.
Tomorrow I rent a car to head back to Hampton to deliver Jim home and then board a train for Stamford CT and a visit with my friend Craig along with a presentation about Cuba to a group that I belong to. The Corinthians are having their annual meeting on Sunday. Other than that, nothing going on, nothing of note at all.
A perfect reflection of the trees on shore. Brenda, this would make for a lovely tapestry. Get on it! Please?
A little while later, a full sunrise reflected on the still water. What a great way to begin the day.
On this trip we are taking a different route, one that my crew Jim enjoys. We will head further east toward the coast, a route that I have not taken before. Instead of going through the Dismal Swamp Canal, we took the “Virginia Cut” that has a single lock.
Jim has done this route a number of times, most recently just a few weeks ago. He keeps his boat in the lower Chesapeake and enjoys heading in a loop down to Ocracoke and then returning via the Dismal swamp canal further to the west.
Hey look… His and hers aircraft carriers. If the election doesn’t sort itself out next week, there’s one for Hillary and one for Donald. Now, that would be fun.
And speaking of NYC, which I wasn’t, Highlander, Malcomb Forbes’s old yacht was in dry dock in Portsmouth. I saw here there last fall too. She’s looking a bit worse for wear. Too bad.
In any event, we are making our way down the ICW and tonight we will take a slip in Ocracoke, go out to dinner and then make our way to Beaufort by Thursday night.
Before the chopper arrived a small cutter was on scene to be sure that nobody strayed into the “hurricane zone” while the chopper was hovering overhead.
Our “MC” for the discussion that proceeded the “rescue” we had two “Coasties” who shared a lot of terrific information on how to do our best to avoid a ride in a chopper in the future. Very nice guy but he did look serious. “I’d like a show of hands if you have an EPIRB on board. Another if it’s registered with your current information.” Everyone’s hand went up. Then he smiled.
Our rescue chopper is the only one in the USCG that is painted yellow instead of sporting the normal diagonal orange stripe. We were told that it was a “centennial edition” marking the 100th anniversary of the USCG. Think of it as sort of “Eddie Bauer” USCG chopper edition without the soft denim settees. Well, perhaps not exactly like that because they have to be able to hose everything down after all the salt what they kick up. “Hey you, scuba man, yeah I’m talking to you! Rinse off before you sit there. This is s a special edition craft you are dripping on.”
Then they lowered him to the water. For a second “rescue” he jumped.
All and all, it was a fascinating experience with everyone feeling better prepared and more certain than ever that they wanted to do whatever they could to avoid having one of these guys swim up to their boat and greeting them with “Good morning. I’ll be your rescue swimmer today.”
While I know Pandora pretty well by now, having put perhaps 5,000 miles on her in my first year, there are still needling problems that I have not been able to correct so far. In particular, some pesky leaks that have been hard to track down. Perhaps the worst are with the long lexan ports on the main cabin that tend to leak when it gets cold and they shrink more than the surrounding fiberglass. I am hoping to get them replaced in Beaufort NC where Pandora will sit for a few months prior to running to the BVI in January.
In case you have missed it somehow, Pandora has an impressive and nicely designed hard dodger to keep us out of the weather. This is a shot of her at the dock today here in Hampton. I think that she looks like she means business.
Today I presented a talk about our trip to Cuba at the Hampton Yacht Club to a group of nearly 60 “Salty Dawgs” and was thrilled with how well received what I had to say was. They asked lots of good questions and laughed at all my jokes. Well, there was one joke that didn’t get much of a rise out of them. I’ll live.
And, in case you are inclined to forget that the biggest employer in these parts is none other than “Uncle Sam”, one of the advanced “stealth” cruisers passed us on her way into Norfolk. Stealthy or not, she showed up just fine on radar. Stealth? Hmm… Perhaps someone forgot to flip the ‘stealth switch”. Never the less, I was impressed.
Ok, enough for now. I had better sign off for now as there is a session to go to now. Besides, it’s happy hour after that and that’s not something I want to miss.
What a marathon day…
Aren’t they cute together?
The biggest project of this season was to take the higher capacity water maker from our old boat and combine it with the smaller unit that came with “new” Pandora.
Spectra has an automated system they call “MPC”, basically a computer that controls it’s functions including startup as well as deciding when to divert “product water” to the tanks. It even flushes the salt water out of the system and shuts it down when the tanks are full. It’s a terrific system. Expensive, but terrific.
The new system, with two pumps is set up with the one on the right serving as a ‘booster” when more capacity is needed.
I ran this idea by the manufacturer as well as their rep here in New England and both thought my idea was sound.
I hope that this cuts down the noise.
She’s also all shined up. You can see your reflection in her hull.
With the sometimes overwhelming list of “to-do’s” and finding myself potentially facing grave “marital strife” if I didn’t get that bathroom done, it felt pretty dark there for a while. Mom, your words rang true once again as the sun did finally did come up.
Crap just about everywhere.
Some spilled out into the cockpit.
However, sun the sun came up after all and everything is back in place.
So now, let’s hope that the weather window is there for a departure for warmer climes as planned next week.
Now, wasn’t that easy? Heater exposed. Doesn’t look bad at all.
However, as is so often the case, the “beauty was only skin deep”. I removed the stainless outer case and all of the insulation to see what I was up against. Oops, major “up against”, in store for me. Here’s what lurked beneath. This shot is a bit fuzzy (no make that a lot fuzzy) but you can still see major corrosion on the hot water outlet fitting. It’s the dark spot on the lower left fitting in the picture. That hole was eaten right through the aluminium fitting.
But wait, there’s more…. On various other spots on the tank I could see that corrosion had worked it’s way through the heater casing. This spot is on the back of the unit, far from any fittings. The water had eaten through the shell itself. See the grey weeping spot?
Water eating through aluminum? I learned recently that product water from a reverse osmosis unit is very corrosive on aluminum, something that was news to me. It seems that RO water is very low in PH and eats most any non-noble metal. Think aluminum. This turned out to be a problem for me as I use the RO unit for most of my water production as did the last owner. Here’s what I found on a
Well, plenty of room around it until the heating and AC ducting goes back in. After that, “what heater? I don’t see no heater…”
For now, everything is in place and it works. That’s good too.
Normally it would inflate with CO2 in a rush of compressed gas. However, in this case he attached a compressor and inflated it in a more controlled way.
It still inflated fairly quickly, in just a few minutes.
The arch and canopy started to take shape.
Then it was fully inflated and the pressure release valve was hissing happily.
It was like opening a VERY EXPENSIVE present. What’s inside?
We unpacked all the “perishables”. They didn’t look very perishable to me but everything had to be replaced. I asked them to save the stuff for my ditch bag. Spares or not, I sure hope that they never get used. And, if they do and Brenda’s on board, well, let’s just say that I wouldn’t put a big bet on future cruising.
Good news, the waterproof compartment in the cockpit that houses the raft kept it completely dry so repacked it’s as good as new and back on board.
Yes indeed, lots to do and time is short. I had better get to work on Pandora or I’ll find myself sitting in an armchair in front of a fire reading about cruising instead of doing it.

Most of his work seems to be focused on large yachts. I particularly like this one of Foggy. Frank Gehry, the famous architect, designed and owns her.
Here’s a shot of the boat herself. She’s a real work of art in her own right, with some very unusual features. One of the standout features of the boat are her “portlights” in the hull and deck. Pretty arresting and, it seems, pretty leaky. Oops.
A shot of Gehry himself aboard. He’s the one on the right. I guess it was a sunny day. No leaks.
I show Foggy in particular as yet another example of “degrees of separation”, when I was at Newport Shipyard last summer. Foggy was there. I did a post that had some
Lighting? Talk about complicated construction. Can you say points of (water) egress?
I guess pushing boundaries isn’t new to Gehry when you consider this as one of his designs.
I wonder if the windows on this building leak. I’ll bet that he doesn’t have to live in it on a rainy day at anchor, so perhaps that’s OK. 
Oh yeah, if you get the itch, you can charter her for $1,200,000 per week. Plus fuel, of course, crew tips, etc., etc…
Want to learn more about her? 
So even if you don’t have a megayacht you can have Pete illustrate your “super” yacht. If you want to connect with Pete yourself here’s a