Mama H Chicago
Mother of sailboats
Meet Skye!
Picked up this lovely girl in Lake Geneva WI today with the help of my summer “Boat Boy”, Dylan. Dylan is a super smart college kid with sailing and boats in his blood.
Right now I’m thinking Skye is a 1959 Super Sailfish MK II. She’s 13’ 8” long. Stamped onto her rudder bracket is the number 677. The first pic below is post power washing and scrubbing with boat soap and bleach.
when we arrived to pick her up, I had been told that the previous person who looked at her said she was full of water…. So I brought a drill. Umm, yeah, crazy heavy, and you could hear the sloshing. I’ll see if Dylan got a picture of the water pouring out for a good 10 minutes.
Her daggerboard trunk was filled with what I thought was dirt. Nope! Ant hill! Aaaack!
Skye was a hot mess, but we picked her up out of the dirts behind a shed, hosed her off a little thanks to friendly neighbors who saw us, slid her into my minivan, strapped her down, bungeed the trunk shut, and drove her an hour and a half to her new home. Here are several shots of her before and during her initial cleanup. There are a lot of repairs, none of which were done properly. The good news as I see it, is that at least they will be easy to remove and start over.
Picked up this lovely girl in Lake Geneva WI today with the help of my summer “Boat Boy”, Dylan. Dylan is a super smart college kid with sailing and boats in his blood.
Right now I’m thinking Skye is a 1959 Super Sailfish MK II. She’s 13’ 8” long. Stamped onto her rudder bracket is the number 677. The first pic below is post power washing and scrubbing with boat soap and bleach.
when we arrived to pick her up, I had been told that the previous person who looked at her said she was full of water…. So I brought a drill. Umm, yeah, crazy heavy, and you could hear the sloshing. I’ll see if Dylan got a picture of the water pouring out for a good 10 minutes.
Her daggerboard trunk was filled with what I thought was dirt. Nope! Ant hill! Aaaack!
Skye was a hot mess, but we picked her up out of the dirts behind a shed, hosed her off a little thanks to friendly neighbors who saw us, slid her into my minivan, strapped her down, bungeed the trunk shut, and drove her an hour and a half to her new home. Here are several shots of her before and during her initial cleanup. There are a lot of repairs, none of which were done properly. The good news as I see it, is that at least they will be easy to remove and start over.