She's a looker

She splashes Monday, come hell or high water.

Casting off the chains of repression.

Night time storm on the way.

Night time gardenia

I found this beautiful specimen of a gardenia growing in the Marina, I couldn't resist.

Relaxing after a long few days

there's always eyes 👀 watching. 

It's been a few long weeks of work for me, but very lucrative. Relaxing after working all day for ones self, feels much more rewarding and fulfilling. My one larger job, the Wellcarft 36, launches tomorrow hopefully. The new little job, Nebe, cape 28 is a joy and wonder to paint. Small yet rewarding to see her progress. It was while painting her today, I realized i was at that very moment doing something I would and probly do for the rest of my able life. Painting boats! my rate, my time, my way. I'm really glad things went south or at Least in the direction they did... Except for the girl. But that's another story.

lehman 80 BACK IN THE HOLE!!!!!!

installation of the 2712e, or 4d254, or Lehman 80

Viksund M/S 33 "Jomfru" "A LONG TIME AGO"

Viksund M/S 33 "Jomfru" Painting the hull Kingston Grey '' A LONG TIME AGO"

whats to come

Loyal friends come in all shapes and sizes.

In the meager amount of time I've spent walking this earth, I have come to know one thing. Good loyal friends ARE hard to come by. With that said I dedicate this post to my wonderful dog, Tech. A.k.a. Tuie, teckeltuie, tutu, teckelton Jones Jr.😁 and the list goes on. This little creature has had the fortunate, unfortunate luck of being in my care since she could fit in my hand ✋ and it has been a pleasure being her owner and keeper.

This little dog has a real lust for life and the spirit of a dog 20 times larger. Everything from motorcycling to jetsking, she loves speed and is smart as any dumb human I know. Not to insult the dog.

I really look forward to actually sailing with her I'm sure she'll be a great first mate until a suitable human female counterpart can be found. Well thanks for reading, and don't forget, they love us as much or more than our own species.

life on the HARRRRD what the hell am I doing?

So its been a little over a year and a half, thousands of dollars and the end of a 4.5yr relationship since I moved aboard a Viksund named Jomfru. Shes a ketch rigged Norwegian double ended motorsailer, currently on the hard in Fort Lauderdale Florida. Something I thought would only take a few weeks or even a few months at best, has taken me about 2 years. I'll get into that later. As I near the end, or at least see a minute amount of light at the end of the tunnel. I've begun to reflect back on what made me star this crazy; long; expensive; heart breaking; character building; voyage in the first place.

it all started in about 2009 i believe .life had issued me a few bad hands after a seemingly good run. its important to know that up until now i pretty much got whatever i wanted , not to say i dont now but this comes about by diffrent means these days

so long story short i ended up sleeping on couches and floors of friends and family that without even a second thought opened their homes to me. it was while i stayed at my sissters house in homestead fl. that i made the decision to focus my life to move towards the sea.however before i could even think about a boat i had to pick myself up out of the rut i was in. until now i had always lived in beautiful houses or apartments, but i knew that was all going to change. with a few good breaks i made my way back out on my own, because of its affordability i began living in a storage unit also which doubled as my art studio, that too is another story.     

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=vutpkHB_gkc

One evening in December, 2010 by now, I was walking around the warehouse that my unit resided. I passed the open door of a mechanic which i was familiar with. We began to banter of this and that, when from the house across the street appeared a man which was a long time friend of the mechanic. We continued to chat for a while and I clearly remember saying "man I really want a sailboat". " I know somebody with a sailboat for sale" said the new comer. Turns out he did a Great lady named Sherry. And the rest is history, of course the story doesn't end there, but i have to leave something for next time.

Thanks for reading.