December 14, 2005
i didn't go
Recondo 32 made the trip to go sailboat shopping in Wilmington, NC without me. I had other business to conduct. I wish I had gone with him now, because I received this email today.
I'm pretty sure I'm going to buy it. It's not as beamy as the outisland we looked at. A little less interior space but more cockpit and the deck is cleaner. Draws the same amount of water with the centerboard up but 7' with it down. If I buy I'm going to leave it in NC and have the bottom painted and the underwater gear checked and pick her up in February. How does the name "Secession" sound? It came to me coming down US 17.
Here's a picture of the boat.
It's got the wheel for steering and the diesel inboard he wanted, plus it's 2' longer than the one we looked at on St. Simon's Island. I like it, judging just by the pictures. Looks sturdy enough to make it to Belize and back.
Whadda ya think?
(UPDATE!!! I just received this email from Recondo.
I just emailed the guy and told him I was buying it. Moving a boat from Wilmington to Savannah in Feb should be good for our souls.
I assume he plans to sail it down here. In February. Fuck it! I'm IN for that trip, even though we'll freeze our fool asses off. I may be an old fart, but I haven't lost my sense of adventure. That's about the only good sense I ever had.)
I think he should replace the zip ties with hose clamps and replace the rusty pipe fittings.
Hard to find a BoatZone in the middle of the Atlantic.
If you are serious, buy an autopilot. Those looong nights go by quicker if Elvis the Autopilot is driving. The autopilot makes holding a true course easier and and frees up crew for other jobs. Don't forget the emergency tiller.
We already know about the autopilot and the emergency tiller. Those are Must Haves.
We'll have the tub ship-shape before we take her out.
Or he could just buy four pounds of caviar.
Once you all get it fixed up, that'll be a hell of a nice boat.
I like the name, too.
That looks like it could be fun.
DA-UM! I envy you two..I'd love to sign on as a deck hand for such a jaunt! And I'm gratified to know that you're back to a condition where you can make such a trip.
Secession: may she always have fair winds and low seas.
Morgan as in Dodge Morgan?
Asked from a landlubber in the Az desert.
Only advice, sailor....SILK LONG JOHNS!
Rob, your'e fucking crazy if you take this boat out of the bay, versus sailing to Costa Rica???
Namely, no gps, chart plotter, shit marine radio, no radar deflector, no radar, no auto pilot, not enough cockpit room for 2 for an extended trip. an almost 40 year old hull, chopper gun fiberglass to boot, no davit for a rubber dinghy, the wiring is crap,etc, etc,
This is a day sailer thru and thru. This is not a salt water long journey vessel. You didn't say what the sail complement is presently.
The Perkins diesel looks non-maintained, and I will say you would be dependinding on it for a lot of the proposed trip to CR.
I wouldn't sail this to Jacksonville, FL..
I'm sorry your buddy bought this.
This old scow is for bay sailing a day away while drinking cocktails.
Heavy seas, medium seas, easy sea on the auxiliary motor, all will fail with this one.
Sorry Rob, you wanted a marine survey, well, you got one.
Saludos, Chuck in Los Barriles BCS Mexico
I can picture Georgia in a sailor suit standing on the bow yelling, "Ahoy, darlin!!"
Rob go ahead and do it. The Phoenicians sailed without radar and autopilot. Heck, just follow the coastline. Besides if you sail only using electronics, how are you going to do it when the stuff breaks? Sense of adventure, get a loadstone for a compass, some oars and a drum to beat. That's adventure.
I am so jealous.
If "this old scow" is such a POS how come it's still in such good condition? A FREE marine survey from several thousand miles away from looking at a half dozen fuzzy pictures on a web site is worth exactly what was paid for it.
I kind of assume that Rob and Recondo have at least the wit of a devon minnow between them along with more than fourteen minutes life experience and sense enough to wipe their own asses.
Jebus, There's always someone who has to try to dump a sack of shit on the floor at someone else's party?
Rob - Too bad I'm a broken down cripple. I'd help you lubbers sail that sucker to Savannah. I've skippered 4 bareboat charters in the Virgin Islands and crewed in the Grenadines, Virgins, Florida Keys, and Greece.
I held a 100 ton masters ticket for years. I do know what to call the pointy end of the boat.
Easy trip, spend the night in Charleston, then on to Savannah.
Looks pretty nice to me, but when he gets it out of the water, you have a damned good look for osmosis in that hull (little pits and bubbles in the fibreglass is a sign).
Rick, I too know what you call the pointed end - its the 'front' :)
Any canvas-bagger who can survive leaving port is a better sailor than I am. I'd like a boat too but it would be motor-only -- my luck, on a sailboat the first time I tried to raise sail I'd end up flinging it all overboard.
How tall is the stick? Throw the Loran overboard. Get a GPS, a DSC-enabled VHF radio, and make sure they work together. If you're going offshore, buy an EPIRB and mount it near the ladder by the hatch. A life raft wouldn't be a completely stupid idea, if you're really considering getting out of the ICW for more than an afternoon.
Spend a small fortune on charts.
Learn how to use the charts and the GPS because your Captain, regardless of how many licenses he's held, will get sick sooner or later. You will, too. Guaranteed. From experience, I can tell you that someone, no matter how sick, has to keep popping below every so often to grab some ass time at the nav table.
That boat would probably make it across the Gulf to Belize or whereever, but I damned sure wouldn't make the trip on a $10,000, 40 year-old Morgan with wire rigging. Fair winds to you when you go.
It's a Morgan built. Can't go wrong as long as the Capt. and/or 1st mate doesn't run 'er aground.
Nice boat. I'd just yank the diesel and toss in a nice allison gas turbine.
It's not fun unless it does 80+ knots.