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Sep. 29th, 2022 09:20 pmI've been picking plastic out of the river on my 'yak adventures. The little 'yak has no stowage holes tho small things can fit in the cockpit behind me. Bigger seayak, I really should just leave one of the compartments open and chuck plastic in there from the cockpit. Plastic is one of the worst things still made we can put in the water. So is diesel, and there have been two "spills" here. And heavy metals in the water, like lead, are a huge problem. So I was sitting there paddling and it occurred to me that a sailboat is an amalgamation of all of the worst things you can put in the water, and you put them in the water. At least the 'yak is only one of those things. R will probably comment with wooden boat hype now.
Today's haul was a bunch of broken bottle pieces that I found while fishing around in the water on a new sekret beach after I absent-mindedly reached fora piece of clothing after getting back from swimming, forgetting that I'd left my glasses tucked neatly on top, and of course, I couldn't actually see them. This beach candidate isn't sandy to any real degree. The other candidate beach, I'd hopped out and was looking around and an otter came around the corner, looked at me like I was an alien, started making angry noises while swimming directly toward me, then dove. I saddled my ass right back up in the 'yak. I saw an otter bite a duck once, diving shortly before doing so, and I don't want to be that duck. So, that beach is so far preferable, and is sandy, but I think I'm invading an otter home there. This other beach (than the otter beach), I found while groping around for my glasses and failing to find them, has a fantastic amount of submerged glass, pottery, and unidentifiable metal objects of all size. A lot of the glass is beautiful beach glass and a lot of the pottery is gorgeous too, tho only chunks. I'm trying to figure out how all of the pottery got there. Do otters do that? Are they stealing attractive dinnerware from fine waterfront dining establishments and taking it home, where it eventually gets broken? There must have been shards of at least 8 different pieces. Anyway, thankfully I left a spare old pare of glasses aboard to offset exactly this kind of boneheadedness. Also thinking about boats and sunk cost fallacy.
The new glasses prescription is precisely, exactly, perfectly wrong. Like an Android device screen that won't stop rotating, the range I need to see in is usually just out of my nearsightedness range, and the vision correction pushes it a good throw outside of that, so I keep pushing up and pulling down my glasses to be able to see for 90% of the stuff I do. So, trying an experiment here and tanking down the magnification exactly one notch, and I'll see how that goes. I suspect that the old glasses I left here are the old prescription. I can actually see my screen without shoving it five feet away or sticking my nose up in it. Not wanting this situation was very much mentioned to the optometrist but here we are.
Coyotes are getting an early start today.
Edit: Coaming re-enforcement project completed, except I need to re-run the traveller line and re-attach the mainsheet block, which is nbd. Under the cruft and splits, the mahogany looks great. It occurs to me that probably almost all of exotic hardwood we cut down, which is almost all of it, almost all of that is in the landfill, and almost all of that probably just needed to be cleaned up. There's a reclaimed wood movement now that I support but functional always beats decorative. Spent about two hours drilling, on and off, to make it through the thick stainless straps. The oxide drillbits I have advertise that they're "stronger than stainless steel" but I beg to differ. I took half of an inch off of one, repsharpening it three times, then finally switching to a new one, and wearing it flat too. Still need to post pics so people know what the balls I'm talking about. The critical thing is that the line to the end of the boom is connected to the deck through metal all of the way instead of relying on wood that's splitting.
Today's haul was a bunch of broken bottle pieces that I found while fishing around in the water on a new sekret beach after I absent-mindedly reached fora piece of clothing after getting back from swimming, forgetting that I'd left my glasses tucked neatly on top, and of course, I couldn't actually see them. This beach candidate isn't sandy to any real degree. The other candidate beach, I'd hopped out and was looking around and an otter came around the corner, looked at me like I was an alien, started making angry noises while swimming directly toward me, then dove. I saddled my ass right back up in the 'yak. I saw an otter bite a duck once, diving shortly before doing so, and I don't want to be that duck. So, that beach is so far preferable, and is sandy, but I think I'm invading an otter home there. This other beach (than the otter beach), I found while groping around for my glasses and failing to find them, has a fantastic amount of submerged glass, pottery, and unidentifiable metal objects of all size. A lot of the glass is beautiful beach glass and a lot of the pottery is gorgeous too, tho only chunks. I'm trying to figure out how all of the pottery got there. Do otters do that? Are they stealing attractive dinnerware from fine waterfront dining establishments and taking it home, where it eventually gets broken? There must have been shards of at least 8 different pieces. Anyway, thankfully I left a spare old pare of glasses aboard to offset exactly this kind of boneheadedness. Also thinking about boats and sunk cost fallacy.
The new glasses prescription is precisely, exactly, perfectly wrong. Like an Android device screen that won't stop rotating, the range I need to see in is usually just out of my nearsightedness range, and the vision correction pushes it a good throw outside of that, so I keep pushing up and pulling down my glasses to be able to see for 90% of the stuff I do. So, trying an experiment here and tanking down the magnification exactly one notch, and I'll see how that goes. I suspect that the old glasses I left here are the old prescription. I can actually see my screen without shoving it five feet away or sticking my nose up in it. Not wanting this situation was very much mentioned to the optometrist but here we are.
Coyotes are getting an early start today.
Edit: Coaming re-enforcement project completed, except I need to re-run the traveller line and re-attach the mainsheet block, which is nbd. Under the cruft and splits, the mahogany looks great. It occurs to me that probably almost all of exotic hardwood we cut down, which is almost all of it, almost all of that is in the landfill, and almost all of that probably just needed to be cleaned up. There's a reclaimed wood movement now that I support but functional always beats decorative. Spent about two hours drilling, on and off, to make it through the thick stainless straps. The oxide drillbits I have advertise that they're "stronger than stainless steel" but I beg to differ. I took half of an inch off of one, repsharpening it three times, then finally switching to a new one, and wearing it flat too. Still need to post pics so people know what the balls I'm talking about. The critical thing is that the line to the end of the boom is connected to the deck through metal all of the way instead of relying on wood that's splitting.
