Boat off mooring - salvage claim... Again?! Arrr!

[A1Sailor]

I did optimise them. sorry if you found the images too big. I am not an expert at such things, but if you look at the bottom right of the pics you will see the software I used embossed. If you have any constructive technical advice to help me make them smaller I am open to it as using that bit of kit is about as advanced as I get at such things

The sizes don't bother me sitting at home on a 100mbs broadband connection, but it would if I were at sea accessing via a slow connection on my phone. Dimensions of 1,024px × 768px seem unnecessarily large and sub-optimal. Reducing it to 400x300 and a reduction in quality reduces the filesize and still conveys the message, although it won't win a prize in a competition!

I did it at http://www.imageoptimizer.net/Pages/Home.aspx

Or, simply upload the "original" image to the forum rather than Flickr and let the software display it as a thumbnail. That way fellow forumites only download the entire ~2.5MB of files if they wish to do so. The thumbnail is less that 8kb in size!

I think we get 10MB of storage each, so you could upload ~50 images in the size/quality you posted.

 

[A1Sailor]

you are without doubt correct on all counts :encouragement:

Does your project still have a big hole in it?

 

[solent clown]

@A1 Sailor, thanks for the info, I was not aware of the thumbnail option for posting, I will take the time to learn it. As for our project, yes it still has a hole in it, and it is still 250 miles away. The greatest cost is going to be moving it, cheapest quote so far £1400, so I may be hiring a large flatbed and doing it myself, cranes both ends so it is just a drag home.

 

[Fatbeard]

@shinyShoes ... I haven't had time to finish the response, sorry. Need to think about that. Will edit my response ^^ above after return.
I noticed a couple of bets there thanks guys.
Will be away until late tonight / tomoz.

The following post is a preview into our narrative and may be edited later...

 

[Fatbeard]

Sorry about the long post ... work in progress.
Be aware that I have been accused of stretching the truth sometimes.


The Furious Yellow Welly.
The FYW



log: 04.07
I had a nightmare....

CERBERUS was Fenryr, the great wolf of nordic endtimes. 3 heads. ate the world.



later ...
Made it down to (myboat) all fine.

In a spat with CERBERUS, Thyala has been persuaded to meet me at ....
farm, and go over (salvage target). ...




talk to thal about this.

.... lead us to NIGHTFALL

....lead us through SIMON




@**** I exclaim. Theres someone heading along the walk of death,
barely 50m from us!
Hey! Hey you! AHOY! Stop and wait there! Watch your footing!

Thankful the ladder has been fixed I'm already on my way down before T
has managed to struggle out of the hatchway.

policeguy (our hero here) stood, stock still, eyeing one of the large

The marks of the factory are all over him.



... ground to cover...

we can go into the old cases that fringe this,
it doesnt have to be conclusive.
I can explain my wreck
i can explore the seven hells waiting for the guardian and its readers
ahh that stuff stinks... it makes me feel sick

so ... who shall we sue today?



Lead us from here >>>>>




actual backplot ...
guardian run by aliens?
Cerberus about to become self aware. a naiscent ai?
Do you watch Southpark?
whale whores
defence alternatives
neuclear reactor for sale
a very british deterrant




<<<<<<< TO HERE



it was about that time that we first became aware of ....
T and his pet deserve some credit and I see no harm in recognisong his
achievements
...that is Cerberus first told us about them.
We thought it was just ... well one of those things ... a wild tale. I
smile wryly.
Who is Cerberus?
I pull a face. You wouldnt believe me. Lets just say that he is a
talented new recruit.
I have come to respect his ideas, and while he isnt always right, he
... I try and sum it up. I can tell when he is.
nods ...
I move on hopefully not too quickly.
Cerberus told us that our people were being killed systematically. He
put two and two together and fingered the culprits.
Thats the biggest simplification I have ever uttered.
I can see the disgust on T's face without looking.
So who were they?
Well thats it. We never found out. They melted away. We had no leads,
no witnesses and only half the facts.
look confused @I thought you said Cerberus figured it out?@
Thats right. But someone got to him and... the information was lost.
And ... Cerberus was... hurt. Took a long time to recover and by the
time we figured it all out... put all the pieces together... I drifted
off.
There is a long silence. We sip our drinks and ponder whatever
T leaves

I continued... @Cerberus spotted the pattern shortly after the second
killing, and the deaths stopped after we reacted. And that in itself
raises further questions.
??

maybe? who knows.
the inspector perches himself on the guest bunk to port, He is
probably uncomfortable. rough planks gird the spaces below his butt, a
result of wood having rotten past the brittle ignomy of use.
Irritated by the chaos... @This boat is ...@
@Isn't she@? I burble happily ignoring the fact that he is about to
say @horrible@.
What does it cost to keep her? I look at him frankly.
He senses warning signs as i prickle slightly, but there is no harm in
his face, just genuine human curiosity.
@Well... she cost me just under #XXX but of course ... I look around
with love at the frightful surroundings... all this isnt free!
He laughs and I join in.
The moorings are free here, our landlord is ...sensitive about the
area... as are the other landowners around here... I gesture the
XXXXXXX and he leans forward and looks outside....
And every time we allow someone to bother them, well... it sours the
relationship.
I try to spend less than #10 a month on her, plus fuel. It doesnt
always work out.
That said, she gets used ... alot.
looks at the shabby conditions... the self tapping screws holding deck
to hull, the makeshiift wood burner (he is sat very close to that and
eyes it suspiciously from time to time), the flaking paint, the
damaged woodwork, and the mud, always the mud.
Why dont you get a better boat?
Money is an issue. he nods.

I consider... EXPAND HERE...
xxxxboatnamexxxx has a draft of xxxxxxxxxxx and a 1hp engine. this
means she is vaunerable to the strong tidal streams in xxxxxxxx noisy
and underpowered and will probably have indifferent performance
windward. almost everyone else hates her. few people return for a
second visit. but i love the pants off her.
Her keel bolts are in reasonable condition, her mast (just raised last
month and a bit squiff) has survived intact. Her rudder post and
transom is pretty good as is the outboard bracket. Her cleats are well
dug in and backed. Chainplates set on hardwood backs. Anchor roller,
Pushpit and forward cleat, solid.
How old is it? he asks
I forgive the discourtesy. Built in 196X and her engine 195X.
Older than me hesays absently.
boatnamexxxxx is made of grp which has a halflife of 250 years, so in
theory in 200 odd years the fibreglass will be half as strong as when
it was first laid. The wood in her frame lasts less well. Evidence of
her long abandonment is everywhere.
Wood rot is like a cancer. You notice it ... if it hasnt already
killed the patient you treat it. If youre lucky it goes away for a
while. If youre really licky it never comes back.
So it is with wood. People scrub away the dust of what once was wood.
Fill in the gaps and paint or glass over. Woops. Because the spores
arent dead. They are trapped under the paint safe from light and safe
from view. They reinfect the wood. Wood under fibreglass is
particularly vaunderable. no air circulation.
There is only one approach... cut out the bad... paint everything in a
certain type of antifreeze (lethal stuff ... dont spray it) and epoxy
/ ply or new(ish) timber. Surface coating is up to you because in the
end, one day, it will all have to be done again.
Yes but why keep it?
Well... you see .. she was ... is ... my first boat.
And what will you do with her when she... well ... breaks? He
struggles for the words @when she is too fukked to use any more@?
Havent decided yet. Might not happen for a long time. maybe a long, long time.
We thought about stranding her high up (I nod in the direction of
XXXXXBOATNAMEXXXXX) and using her as a club house. There are no toxins
on her ... no antifoul. The mud and a scraper take care of that.
Peeling paint is not replaced. It's a luxury, anyway. There only to
protect materials sensitive to UV light, salt, and the many chemicals
and factors that prey on the meat of a boat.
Of course, theres always @the chipper@
theres a harsh choke of a laugh from outside.
The chipper?
I considered saying something silly, decided not to, then did.
Its a machine. It grinds up hulls. Into dust... little pieces. About this big.
I indicate how big with my fingers. Someone we know has one. And of
course some of her bits could be re-used.
And in fact ... its looking more and more likely that (salvage target)
is going to end up in the chipper. In ... oh ... a few days.
tries to get up ... bumps head (im too late to stop it and he might
misinterperate my sudden movement) you're not serious?! he bellows ...
certain already in his heart that I am not joking.
I dont laugh, but give a wry smile.

He stares at me for a long time, hunched in the tiny cabin inches from
my face then sits back down slowly, all the time eyeing me with some
new look that I cant identify.
After a moment the questions start again, and I try and explain.
Some time later NNNN looks shattered and has been silent for a while.
The whiskey is gone.

the hand of man weaves nought but crooked cloth
nnn says. I dont recognise the fragment.


... (lead us to >>> here) ... or reorganise?

Swallows and amazons. I hesitate... I wrote to Jimmy saville when I
was a kid... wanted jim to fix it for me to ride in a jet fighter.
Didnt get an answer, but then...
Should have asked him to fix it for you to be buggered in a cupboard
at the bbc? that would of...
Howls of laughter. Raucus and companioable. when i wipe the tears from
my eyes ... well yes. These days people sort of edge away from you if
you refer to ransom and those books. Its like we are all expecting
some horrible revalation there. Political correctness gone mad. Even
poor old captin fishyfingers has struggled. Look at the different
crews he has aboard while he shills his coated fishsticks (i refer to
the adverts to a famous brand of fish fingers here in the uk... captin
oneeye used to have a gang of kids on his boat ... but since saville
and harris the advertisers have failed to bridge the gap. We all know
he used to have a boat full of kids. Its now not kids... or kids with
supervision, or adults and each time the advert changes slightly
struggling to find the mark, we all look at it and know why, and
become contaminated by it... and ...
Words fail.

Its the guardian, and brexit. Its the slovenly, overweight colleague
that wont wash and doesnt want to work. Its the wreck-less and angry
way everyone seems to be these days.


the hand of man weaves nought but crooked cloth
I dont recognise the fragment.

 

[jordanbasset]

Well that's cleared all that up

 

[sarabande]

Good on yer, Fatbeard. I still think you would be a useful man to have around in case of a real emergency.


Stay cool.

 

[RichardS]

Good on yer, Fatbeard. I still think you would be a useful man to have around in case of a real emergency.


Stay cool.

Unless it's an emergency where recounting the facts in concise English is a prerequisite.

Richard

 

[A1Sailor]

@A1 Sailor, thanks for the info, I was not aware of the thumbnail option for posting, I will take the time to learn it. As for our project, yes it still has a hole in it, and it is still 250 miles away. The greatest cost is going to be moving it, cheapest quote so far £1400, so I may be hiring a large flatbed and doing it myself, cranes both ends so it is just a drag home.

If you haven't found it, you just click the "Insert Image" icon while preparing your post then "Select Files" - from computer seems to be the default. You then click, I think, "upload files".
Until recently we each only had 1MB of space, but it got increased to 10MB about a year ago I think.

 

[Vega1447]

Sorry about the long post ... work in progress.
Be aware that I have been accused of stretching the truth sometimes.


The Furious Yellow Welly.
The FYW



log: 04.07
I had a nightmare....

CERBERUS was Fenryr, the great wolf of nordic endtimes. 3 heads. ate the world.



later ...
Made it down to (myboat) all fine.

In a spat with CERBERUS, Thyala has been persuaded to meet me at ....
farm, and go over (salvage target). ...




talk to thal about this.

.... lead us to NIGHTFALL

....lead us through SIMON




@**** I exclaim. Theres someone heading along the walk of death,
barely 50m from us!
Hey! Hey you! AHOY! Stop and wait there! Watch your footing!

Thankful the ladder has been fixed I'm already on my way down before T
has managed to struggle out of the hatchway.

policeguy (our hero here) stood, stock still, eyeing one of the large

The marks of the factory are all over him.



... ground to cover...

we can go into the old cases that fringe this,
it doesnt have to be conclusive.
I can explain my wreck
i can explore the seven hells waiting for the guardian and its readers
ahh that stuff stinks... it makes me feel sick

so ... who shall we sue today?



Lead us from here >>>>>




actual backplot ...
guardian run by aliens?
Cerberus about to become self aware. a naiscent ai?
Do you watch Southpark?
whale whores
defence alternatives
neuclear reactor for sale
a very british deterrant




<<<<<<< TO HERE



it was about that time that we first became aware of ....
T and his pet deserve some credit and I see no harm in recognisong his
achievements
...that is Cerberus first told us about them.
We thought it was just ... well one of those things ... a wild tale. I
smile wryly.
Who is Cerberus?
I pull a face. You wouldnt believe me. Lets just say that he is a
talented new recruit.
I have come to respect his ideas, and while he isnt always right, he
... I try and sum it up. I can tell when he is.
nods ...
I move on hopefully not too quickly.
Cerberus told us that our people were being killed systematically. He
put two and two together and fingered the culprits.
Thats the biggest simplification I have ever uttered.
I can see the disgust on T's face without looking.
So who were they?
Well thats it. We never found out. They melted away. We had no leads,
no witnesses and only half the facts.
look confused @I thought you said Cerberus figured it out?@
Thats right. But someone got to him and... the information was lost.
And ... Cerberus was... hurt. Took a long time to recover and by the
time we figured it all out... put all the pieces together... I drifted
off.
There is a long silence. We sip our drinks and ponder whatever
T leaves

I continued... @Cerberus spotted the pattern shortly after the second
killing, and the deaths stopped after we reacted. And that in itself
raises further questions.
??

maybe? who knows.
the inspector perches himself on the guest bunk to port, He is
probably uncomfortable. rough planks gird the spaces below his butt, a
result of wood having rotten past the brittle ignomy of use.
Irritated by the chaos... @This boat is ...@
@Isn't she@? I burble happily ignoring the fact that he is about to
say @horrible@.
What does it cost to keep her? I look at him frankly.
He senses warning signs as i prickle slightly, but there is no harm in
his face, just genuine human curiosity.
@Well... she cost me just under #XXX but of course ... I look around
with love at the frightful surroundings... all this isnt free!
He laughs and I join in.
The moorings are free here, our landlord is ...sensitive about the
area... as are the other landowners around here... I gesture the
XXXXXXX and he leans forward and looks outside....
And every time we allow someone to bother them, well... it sours the
relationship.
I try to spend less than #10 a month on her, plus fuel. It doesnt
always work out.
That said, she gets used ... alot.
looks at the shabby conditions... the self tapping screws holding deck
to hull, the makeshiift wood burner (he is sat very close to that and
eyes it suspiciously from time to time), the flaking paint, the
damaged woodwork, and the mud, always the mud.
Why dont you get a better boat?
Money is an issue. he nods.

I consider... EXPAND HERE...
xxxxboatnamexxxx has a draft of xxxxxxxxxxx and a 1hp engine. this
means she is vaunerable to the strong tidal streams in xxxxxxxx noisy
and underpowered and will probably have indifferent performance
windward. almost everyone else hates her. few people return for a
second visit. but i love the pants off her.
Her keel bolts are in reasonable condition, her mast (just raised last
month and a bit squiff) has survived intact. Her rudder post and
transom is pretty good as is the outboard bracket. Her cleats are well
dug in and backed. Chainplates set on hardwood backs. Anchor roller,
Pushpit and forward cleat, solid.
How old is it? he asks
I forgive the discourtesy. Built in 196X and her engine 195X.
Older than me hesays absently.
boatnamexxxxx is made of grp which has a halflife of 250 years, so in
theory in 200 odd years the fibreglass will be half as strong as when
it was first laid. The wood in her frame lasts less well. Evidence of
her long abandonment is everywhere.
Wood rot is like a cancer. You notice it ... if it hasnt already
killed the patient you treat it. If youre lucky it goes away for a
while. If youre really licky it never comes back.
So it is with wood. People scrub away the dust of what once was wood.
Fill in the gaps and paint or glass over. Woops. Because the spores
arent dead. They are trapped under the paint safe from light and safe
from view. They reinfect the wood. Wood under fibreglass is
particularly vaunderable. no air circulation.
There is only one approach... cut out the bad... paint everything in a
certain type of antifreeze (lethal stuff ... dont spray it) and epoxy
/ ply or new(ish) timber. Surface coating is up to you because in the
end, one day, it will all have to be done again.
Yes but why keep it?
Well... you see .. she was ... is ... my first boat.
And what will you do with her when she... well ... breaks? He
struggles for the words @when she is too fukked to use any more@?
Havent decided yet. Might not happen for a long time. maybe a long, long time.
We thought about stranding her high up (I nod in the direction of
XXXXXBOATNAMEXXXXX) and using her as a club house. There are no toxins
on her ... no antifoul. The mud and a scraper take care of that.
Peeling paint is not replaced. It's a luxury, anyway. There only to
protect materials sensitive to UV light, salt, and the many chemicals
and factors that prey on the meat of a boat.
Of course, theres always @the chipper@
theres a harsh choke of a laugh from outside.
The chipper?
I considered saying something silly, decided not to, then did.
Its a machine. It grinds up hulls. Into dust... little pieces. About this big.
I indicate how big with my fingers. Someone we know has one. And of
course some of her bits could be re-used.
And in fact ... its looking more and more likely that (salvage target)
is going to end up in the chipper. In ... oh ... a few days.
tries to get up ... bumps head (im too late to stop it and he might
misinterperate my sudden movement) you're not serious?! he bellows ...
certain already in his heart that I am not joking.
I dont laugh, but give a wry smile.

He stares at me for a long time, hunched in the tiny cabin inches from
my face then sits back down slowly, all the time eyeing me with some
new look that I cant identify.
After a moment the questions start again, and I try and explain.
Some time later NNNN looks shattered and has been silent for a while.
The whiskey is gone.

the hand of man weaves nought but crooked cloth
nnn says. I dont recognise the fragment.


... (lead us to >>> here) ... or reorganise?

Swallows and amazons. I hesitate... I wrote to Jimmy saville when I
was a kid... wanted jim to fix it for me to ride in a jet fighter.
Didnt get an answer, but then...
Should have asked him to fix it for you to be buggered in a cupboard
at the bbc? that would of...
Howls of laughter. Raucus and companioable. when i wipe the tears from
my eyes ... well yes. These days people sort of edge away from you if
you refer to ransom and those books. Its like we are all expecting
some horrible revalation there. Political correctness gone mad. Even
poor old captin fishyfingers has struggled. Look at the different
crews he has aboard while he shills his coated fishsticks (i refer to
the adverts to a famous brand of fish fingers here in the uk... captin
oneeye used to have a gang of kids on his boat ... but since saville
and harris the advertisers have failed to bridge the gap. We all know
he used to have a boat full of kids. Its now not kids... or kids with
supervision, or adults and each time the advert changes slightly
struggling to find the mark, we all look at it and know why, and
become contaminated by it... and ...
Words fail.

Its the guardian, and brexit. Its the slovenly, overweight colleague
that wont wash and doesnt want to work. Its the wreck-less and angry
way everyone seems to be these days.


the hand of man weaves nought but crooked cloth
I dont recognise the fragment.

TL; DR.

 

[steve yates]

James Joyce, eat your heart out.

 

[jordanbasset]

James Joyce, eat your heart out.

I was going to say Dave Shafa

 

[Fatbeard]

Thanks, guys, for your kind comments.

 

[Vega1447]

Thanks, guys, for your kind comments.

Trolling your own thread is quite the accomplishment.

 

[Fatbeard]

: )

In no particular order...

@Vega... It's called a 'bump'!
@Richard... Yep! Should never have posted rough notes lol!
I produced this while busy with something else, and, well, the process shows through.
@Sarabande ... /blush. Thankyou for your helpful posts.
@Jordan... Smoke and mirrors. Woooo!
@Sailaboutvic... exactly! And I bet they would look after them, too.
@BOB ... yep. Agree.
@DK. It wasn't a waste, I hope? I don't like to disappoint!
@Sailaboutvic... thanks for your comments. Yes. I am out of pocket.
@Captain Fantastic... Don't start a career advice centre! (jk)
@ShinyShoes ... Thank you. Most helpful posts I have ever read, maybe.
@YBW Mods... thanks for keeping a rein on this thread.
@Biggles ... America's west coast is calling! WTF are you? we need to get this movie FINISHED! ARRrRRRrRR! I'm starting to think ... Redford? Seen "All is lost"?
With your permission I will post the finished account in "Stories". It will be there some time tonight, want some food and a last read through first.

Be Aware!

Once you read that post you cannot “UN-READ” it. There is risk that my words, which are tainted by suggestions of falsehood, will penetrate. There are other risks. For example, I have never signed the Official Secrets Act. You may “Understand”..

Further, you may believe the following story to be true. You may believe all happened as I describe, in correct order, and with no colour from my palette.

You may also believe that this story may not be over. The characters portrayed may still be alive, still fighting the good fight, and the ending to this yarn may yet remain, to be determined by the fates.

That may be what you believe. I can hardly comment, but would encourage you to search those lines for subtext, and not to despair should you miss a point, the failure being mine, not yours.

I would like to thank, in no particular order; Jasmine, Satin, Convict, Thyala, Peggy the WPC, Tom, Tim, Simon, ShinyShoe, Solent, Longjohnsilver, Biggles, Vega, Jordan, Danny, Sean… all the Steve’s … Cerberus… the Mods on this forum … and everyone who has shown an interest or helped in any way at all. I’ll be over to collect my ca$h shortly.

“Success is not final. Failure is not fatal. It is the courage to continue that counts.”

 

[solent clown]

so, does the sun shine out of there there or not? :encouragement:
You could always borrow Perseus' shield for a look

 

[Fatbeard]

Whole lot emailed to:
ybwdotcom@gmail.com

 

[RichardS]

Whole lot emailed to:
ybwdotcom@gmail.com

I am non the wiser about any of it.

Richard

 

[Champagne Murphy]

I am non the wiser about any of it.

Richard

It’s just a stream of (semi) consciousness.

 

[Fatbeard]

Yes, Merv. A story.