R22 Discussion Group

Joe,
Welcome to the wonderful world of sailing. Your first day didn't go so  
well, but look at the bright side, the next encounter can only be better.  
Anyway, welcome and don't hesitate to ask questions. That's what we're here  
for......and also to have a little fun with your screw ups. We really look  
forward to newbies.

Rummy

In a message dated 8/4/2010 9:51:44 P.M. Eastern Daylight Time,  
jjcampjr at yahoo.com writes:

OK: Let  me remedy the no posts illness.

I am now (officially) a retired  cop.  I have now left my (old) home in 
suburban 
Philadelphia and have  settled (if that's what you'd call it) in 
Hot-as-Hell-High 
Point,  NC.  Last Thursday, my daughter and I drove the nearly two hours to 
John  
Kerr lake in northern NC to take possession (if that's what you'd call it)  
of my 
recycled '87 Rhodes.  It was one of the worst days of the last  two decades 
(maybe three) for me; and that's a graceful description.   

By the time Elton arrived with the boat (which, by the way, surpassed  
every 
expectation) the temp was well into the nineties.  We began  rigging in a 
shady 
spot, which soon became a sunny spot.  Elton was a  real trooper: 
twenty-three 
years my senior, and the guy would not  quit.  We must have sweat a couple 
of 
quarts an hour.  I had low  blood sugar incident as well as a return of an 
old 
heat stroke episode  that's plagued me for twenty years.  So, I was obliged 
to 
take  several breaks in the car A/C.  Late in the afternoon, we backed her 
into  
the water (bottomed-out on what I hope was the trailer) and In my haste, I  
pulled the motor chord...w/o adding oil.  

A kindly woman and  her young son towed me the several hundred yards to my 
slip, 
where (still  suffering from the effects of the heat) I made a poor attempt 
to 
tie up my  proud new possession.  It was the biggest collection of granny 
knots  
since my first attempt at the Boy Scouts "Knot-tying" merit badge (which I  
never 
actually earned).  My daughter drove home, and after 30 minutes  in 
constant A/C, 
with a gallon of water in my depleted system, I was  almost human again.  

Well, a week has passed.  The marina  mechanics fixed the O/B.  And 
tomorrow, I 
will return to the marina  to un-screw my unworthy efforts, and maybe take 
the 
boat out of the marina  for a short sail.
I may report (favorably) on the matter soon.   

There ya go folks: a post

Joe Camp
s/v John Dawson  

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