Hello, I’m Tricia.
I met a boy who bought a boat. I moved on the boat. We’re doing her up and we might sail off into the sunset on her. I’m going to write about it here.
It’s been pointed out to me that this description doesn’t actually tell you much, so here’s a bit more information:
Gwen is a 35 year old 36ish foot concrete gaff cutter who has been a houseboat for many years. We’re refitting and converting her back to a sailing boat, which has included tearing out a lot of the existing bulkheads and fittings, rebuilding the coach roof and creating an awful lot of sawdust. Though we’ve got all the original sails we’re having to build most of the rig including the mast. The plan is to get her sailing then save up and bugger off where the wind takes us. Maybe, hopefully, eventually, the Caribbean, and perhaps beyond, working where we can along the way. Maybe just round the corner.
Rich (also known to me as Chard) is a traditional wooden boatbuilder who has worked on all sorts of gorgeous projects including, when I met him, Grayhound. He likes making stuff too, and has previously owned a junk rigged Contessa which he sold to buy a smaller boat. Instead he met me and, really soon after we got together, inspired by each others’ love of travel and the sea (and apparently, complete lack of common sense), decided to buy us a bloody great concrete floating home in which to dream instead.
As previously mentioned, I am an idiot who needs to learn how to sail.
We live on Gwen round about here, which is pretty darn brilliant.
We’re sailing Gwen now, as planned (who saw that coming?), and I imagine it could be confusing to read this blog without knowing the full cast on board. Here’s a brief list of the things for which only we have names:
Bob: My little nesting dinghy, made by Rich.
Fanny: Rich’s less little nesting dinghy, also made by Rich. Bob fits inside Fanny on deck. If you’d like your own, we’re open to commissions and in need of the cash.
Geordi La Forge: our Aires wind vane self steering system.
Needle: my fishing rod, bought for me by Rich in Falmouth.
Serenity: my old mirror dinghy, now no longer with us (but with someone else, fear not).
Well, fortunately I seem to love sailing. I’m also trying to use spare time to learn to be an illustrator. Here are my latest sketches and stuff.
The blog is over, the boat is sold, and the whole adventure was one of the finest things I’ve ever done. I miss Gwen and our life aboard more than I can possibly say, but there are other adventures ahead once we’ve decided what they’ll be. I’ll leave this blog up as long as anyone might stumble across it to see if the boat bum life is worth living (spoiler: it is).