Aleria is a sailboat again
|Re-rigging under way. Jorge, Alex and Jorge hard at work on the mizzen mast.|
The riggers were to start reassembling our rig first thing Monday morning. Sunday we were preparing all day, doing last minute chores – I cleaning the cockpit and aft deck, Alex wiring and wiring and wiring and fretting and fretting and fretting. So we thought we should prepare with a fine dinner out. We chose Marisco, the seafood restaurant upstairs in the marina which everyone had been saying was wonderful.
|The main mast flying through the air.|
In the morning, the riggers arrived to install the base units then worked all day well into the evening installing all the wires. The crane was scheduled for the morning and we were to bring Aleria over to the service area. The crane arrived at 2 and we were still there at 7 pm. Jorge and Jorge worked nonstop like dogs. And it was all coming together.
In the morning, they’d lift the boom, bend on the sails and sheets, and we’d go for a sail to test the rig. They were happy with a few minor adjustments. Back to the slip and they inserted pins to secure all the wires in the turnbuckles. It’s all very smooth and shiny – so different from the old stuff.
Jorge had one last
job. He would come either this evening or tomorrow morning and install a mast
boot to make it all water tight. So after 3 ½ weeks, Aleria finally has her new
rigging. Was it worth it? Probably but
we’ll never know if the old stuff was still okay. But after about 20 years,
which is how old our standing rigging was, and three Atlantic crossings, we think
it was better to do. And frankly, I think the Jorges did a magnificent job.
|Jorge guiding the main into position.|
|At Vela Azul with John Duggan|
|Back in her slip with rigging in place.|
So here we are, back in the slip. Masts in place, sails under cover, boat clean and tidy for the first time in weeks, months, maybe years.
Tomorrow, laundry and shopping. Friday is my birthday so maybe we’ll stay here one more day. Hey, we’ve racked up a fortune already. What’s another couple of bucks? Next stop, the Algarve.
|After the seatrial when final adjustments were made.|