Friday, December 11, 2015

Hypocrisy Knows No Bounds....

Hello my friends......it's been a while since we've visited. Everything is going well down here in Mexico....Here, will most likely be my home for a while.....moving right along though....

Those of you who drop into this blog now and then might recall that ZOSHAS WAKE originally started out as a sailing blog about us and our Westsail 28 sailboat Zosha and our plans to cruise around the Bahamas, etc.....well for a number of reasons that didn't happen so we moved to Mexico to hang out and check it out down here. 

You might recall that I tearfully sold Zosha about a year ago...December 2014. So its been almost a year without a boat for me. 

I've owned sailboats for most of my adult life. My preference has always been for the classic, heavy, full keeled, cutter rigged, tiller steered cruising boats. I cut my sailing teeth on the words of       
Lin and Larry Pardey, Bernard Moitessier, Hal Roth, Eric and Susan Hiscock, Joshua Slocum and many other sailing adventurer pioneers......my sailboats have been a Lyle Hess Falmouth Cutter 22, a Cheoy Lee Offshore 27, a Westsail 32, and Zosha, my last sailboat a Westsail 28. Oh for the sound of pulling sails, the hiss of water sliding down the hull, the pitching and yawing motion of a sailboat in her element, the heel of that boat as she finds her groove.  Those of you that are familiar with sailboats know these are all classic, cruising type, sailing vessels that won't get you there fast but will getcha where you're going...eventually! 
Like most sailors, I ridiculed power boaters. The stink potters. The gas guzzlers. The natural resource wasters....what do they know about real seamanship...driving their powerful boats thru the water like cars with hot looking chicks in bikinis and thongs hanging all over the boat!!  "What douche bags" I'd comment to my sailboat cohorts as we embraced out purist avocation.
"Why, I'd never own one of those friggin things, ever!" was my mantra. 

Most boating types cannot go long without owning one...sometimes it takes a little while after we sell our last baby but soon that emptiness fills in our souls...no boat!!! Ahhh! and we start looking. Casually at first but it doesn't take too long for  fervor to set in... then commitment to find another love. 
You boaters understand what I'm saying ....

Ok....after going boat less for almost a year and fighting daily battles with feelings of longing for the sweet joys of owning another boat...

I bought another one.... take a peek......

Taking her back to Mexico from the US......She's powered by a 140 HP Mercruiser that has about 3 hours on a complete overhaul. 

About 10 miles to the border...

Her name is HOT TAMALE..........here she is parked next to my house waiting to go into the yard for a bottom job...



   Interlux 2000 E epoxy barrier coat followed by 3 coats of Pettit Unepoxy bottom paint....

 She's done....waiting for the tractors to get her on the trailer. She'll be in a slip in a close by marina so we can take her out any time without the hassle of trailering and launching and all the anxiety that entails.

The tractor guys getting her back on the trailer.

Well, my friends, there she is, my new boat...

A little hypocrisy can renew one's life..... in the eyes of my old sailing buddies sitting on the docks drinking beer, I guess now I'm a douche bag!!

Oh....BTW....Tana's getting a little bikini and a couple of thongs for Christmas.....

Take care my friends....until next time..
peace to you all