What next?

The hatch project, half way done...

The hard dodger, temporarily removed

You may or may not know that Matt is now a full time, but unpaid, boat laborer. I will be joining him shortly after this Friday. Our weekends will no longer be weekends but just more days to do boat work. One of the bigger projects has been to re-design the companionway hatch. Matt has successfully changed it from a partially sliding hatch that hinges, to a hatch that slides forward of the dodger underneath a turtle. Our main motive for this was to create a more seaworthy hatch. On a PITA scale* of 1 to 10, this project rated a 7. The hard dodger had to be removed, and somehow neither of us injured our backs heaving that thing around.

Upcoming projects include sewing a storm sail, and installing and testing two solar panels. I don't think we'll really know how well the panels work until we actually get to a place where the sun shines. (That is a bit unfair, it is actually sunny right now...)

Last winter we also bought Wecantu something special for her to wear for the spring season. She'll be as giddy as a debutante at her first ball when we put it on her. More on that later. 

*PITA (Pain In The Ass)

The Magic Bunny visits Wecantu

And now he won't leave...

Happy New Year!

This is the sight that greeted us after returning from our week spent visiting family and friends in the Seattle area. Juneau often feels a bit surreal to me, and with all the darkness and snow and ice I feel like I am living in the world of Peter Hoeg's novel Smilla's Sense of Snow. The fresh water on the surface freezes when the temperature drops and intricate patterns are created by the motion of the tides and the currents moving through the harbor.

Ah, Alessandro!

I blame Matt entirely.
One of our current dark-of-winter entertainments is following the Vendee Globe, a round the world solo sailboat race which began November 10. In the beginning I chose Samantha Davies as my favorite, the only woman competitor. But early on she was dismasted (but thankfully not injured) so I cast around for another favorite. Matt tried to draw my attention to some guy who was dead last, but I ignored him and fixated on the Laughing Cow boat. (Who can resist a boat with the Laughing Cow of cheese plastered bigger than life on the mainsail? I couldn't.) But soon that boat had a mix up with a trawler and was also out of the race, or 'retired' as they say.
Once again Matt brought up this Alessandro guy who was still in last place. "But he's having fun!" Matt said, and made me watch a video of a French-Italian guy talking animatedly about the sprouts he was growing in the cabin of his sailboat. Other videos followed: images of porpoises playing off the bow, the birds that came to visit Alessandro's boat at sea, Alessandro making pan fried bread and adding jam (I'm a big pan fried bread fan too), Alessandro hanging out in Speedos, Alessandro in his wacky get-up for the equatorial crossing,  and Alessandro in action in the cockpit grinding away at his winch, which is not nearly as naughty as it sounds. All of this he does with a twinkle in his eye. Not knowing French (or Italian) I cannot understand a word he says, except for 'voila', 'soleil', and 'ciao ciao'. But what I can understand is that he really is having fun, and has tremendous joy for being exactly where he is at.
So yes, I blame Matt for the big crush I've developed on Alessandro, but both of us welcome the lively distraction from the cold and dark that looms outside our own cabin on these long winter evenings.

If you want to see what the fuss is about, check out Alessandro di Benedetto's Team Plastique site, and the Vendee Globe page.

Spot on

 A trio of beheaded Pandalus platyceros 

One of the benefits to living in a marina in Southeast Alaska is the opportunity to buy fresh seafood directly from our neighboring fishing boats. About a month ago we saw that one of the locals was open for business. Several people were in line. I took this to be a good recommendation for whatever catch they were hawking, made Matt give me all his cash in his wallet, and joined the queue.
The sign said prawns, but the fishing people called them shrimp. I really had no idea what exactly I was buying, but I happily took my bag back to our boat. Once we had satiated ourselves with a meal of pink-hued sea bugs I figured I should learn more about the little critters that were gracing my tummy with their presence.
To start with, I decided that the white spots were not random blemishes but an important key to identification. Sure enough a bit of internet research revealed that we had innocently gorged on spot prawns, or Pandalus platyceros, highly regarded in the culinary world for their sweet taste and firm texture.
I learned that the terms 'shrimp' and 'prawns' are used interchangeably, and that P. platyceros have a very interesting sex life.
Although the commercial season seems to be short and sporadic, we've scored spot prawns a few times now. We've determined that our favorite way to eat them is to simply boil them, peel the shells off, and then dip them in a mixture of Sriracha and Thai sweet red chili sauce.

Some spot prawn facts:

They are the largest West coast shrimp, and females can grow to 23 cm or more in length.
They range from the Aleutians to Southern California, as well as the Sea of Japan and Korea Strait.
Their typical lifespan is 7 to 11 years.
They become sexually mature at 3 years.
They practice protandric hermaphroditism. (Meaning they all begin their lives as males, and then at around 4 years of age turn into females. I guess this gives all those mature female prawns a great excuse to date youthful males - they don't have any other choice!)
In the past, Southeast Alaska was called the 'shrimp treasure house'. Although not as abundant now, the spot prawn fishery shows promise as an environmentally sustainable one. (So I don't have to feel too guilty about my newest addiction...)


My sources included:

The Spot Prawn Fishery Status Report

Alaska Department of Fish and Game

To SV Osprey, an apology

In one of my classes in college I remember studying the chaos theory, and the poetic butterfly effect which posed the idea that the movement of the insect's wings could possibly affect the development of a hurricane elsewhere.
Well, we have been following the progress of our friends Richard and Brian as they make their way south on SV Osprey, and although we don't really think it's possible that my coughs and sneezes from a head cold have been affecting the weather for them, we still would like to offer an apology for the following forecast for their immediate area this morning:

Zone Forecast: Coastal waters from Pt. St. George to Cape Mendocino CA out 10 nm

Synopsis...A STORM IN THE GULF OF ALASKA HAS GENERATED LARGE LONG PERIOD WAVES WHICH WILL PROPAGATE THROUGH THE WATERS TONIGHT INTO MONDAY. AT THE SAME TIME A STRONG PRESSURE GRADIENT SITUATED JUST OFFSHORE WILL CREATE NORTHERLY WINDS FOR THE WATERS. AS THIS GRADIENT INCREASES MONDAY AFTERNOON INTO TUESDAY...NEAR GALE CONDITIONS ARE POSSIBLE ACROSS THE OUTER WATERS. 

Yes, the gulf of Alaska is a big nasty brewing pot of storms, and we are very sorry that the weather in our neck of the woods is affecting you.

Again, so sorry, and we will do what we can to remedy the situation and hope to provide more moderate winds for you in the near future.

Rendezvous of two

A few years ago when we had first acquired Wecantu we took her to a Westsail rendezvous in Port Townsend, Washington. These gatherings happen every year in various locations, and it is quite a sight to see all the beautiful Westsails lined up. This year we were not able to attend a rendezvous, but did the next best thing. In July we headed to Taku Harbor with Mark of SV Escape for our own mini-rendezvous. We had first spotted SV Escape a year ago while anchored in Taku, and ended up meeting Mark and his wife Patti a few days later when both our boats were docked at a Juneau marina. We quickly all became friends (including Wecantu and Escape). The sight of even just two Westsails together is enough to make me sigh in appreciation. Did I mention that I think they are beautiful boats?

For the second night of our mini rendezvous we headed to Tracy Arm and anchored in a little cove. There were quite a few icebergs around, more than last year.
By now SV Escape is probably getting ready to cozy up for winter in dry dock, but we look forward to seeing her and her crew again next summer!