It was another long, tough week of stress and reduced sleep. (I’m not complaining…glad to have the work in tough times!) So, I was looking forward to spending time on the Falls.
Yesterday morning, the buses were especially efficient, so I was in town well before 8:00 a.m. I wanted to have a look at Clipper Antje, so I took a different, slightly longer route to the harbor.
While I was taking photos of Clipper Antje, it started to rain. It was just the typical light morning shower (liquid sunshine), but it produced a very nice rainbow that arched over the harbor. It’s amazing how such a simple thing can lift your spirits.
The rainbow was fainter, but still visible when I arrived at the Falls. The light rain continued to fall as I climbed aboard. It was oddly refreshing. I put my gear down in my cabin and went up to stand on the poop deck. I noticed a kolea on the roof of HMC and a pair of fairy terns soaring above. All was right with the world for that moment in time.
Back to the reality of FOC…I did my usual walk about the ship and made some mental notes. Regarding the elastomeric coating on the poop deck, I spoke too soon. It looks like a few more coats will be needed.
I decided to work in the fo’c’sle. I swept the port side (starboard can wait until next week), re-coiled some lines, and applied elastomeric coating where it was needed.
The focus of work shifted with the arrival of a few more volunteers. I went to work on replacing the three-strand line I mentioned in a previous post.
All in all, a very good day.
I went down to the ship again this afternoon and did a small bit of easy cosmetic work in the fo’c’sle. It’s not important in the grand scheme of projects, but it makes me feel better and makes the ship look a bit neater.
While I was working, I thought about the men who occupied the fo’c’sle in the past. I hoped they would have approved, even grudgingly, of what I was doing.
I also thought about a recent online chat I had with the ship’s manager of the Glenlee (another one of the last remaining Clyde-built sailing ships). At one point he asked me if I loved FOC. It may seem like a strange question to ask, but it’s an important one. There are a lot of people who care about FOC, but how many people actually love her? There IS a difference.
Different view of the Napier windless in the fo’c’sle:
I finished what I was doing and packed up to leave. I told FOC to be a good girl and wandered over to Aloha Tower Marketplace to indulge my ship spotting habit.
While there, I got photos of one of the elusive Horizon Lines ships (they usually arrive and depart late at night).
Horizon Enterprise with hard-working HT&B tugs:
Another good day.