Bulkheads--they're big, they're brown, and in my case they're rotten. Water had long since wormed its way through the sealant at the chain plates and one window and down into the interior of the bulkhead. A bulkhead is what they call the interior walls in a boat. These babies don't experience stresses like walls do in buildings. A load bearing wall in your hom must endure compressive loads without buckling. On a sailboat you don't have a roof above you, you have a mast and the standing rigging that supports it. The basic process is that the wind pushes the sails, the sails stress the mast, and the mast transfers the stress to the bulkheads which transfer the force to the rest of the boat. Under normal sailing conditions there might be 5000 lbs of force on the chainplates. However, if you accidentally gybe you could put 20,000 lbs of force on them. If the rigging, mast, chainplates, or bulkheads fail the ship can violently dismast whipping metal wires around like band saws. On this episode of 'This Old Boat', Robert replaces the main bulkheads.
We went sailing on Sunday, June 1. It was a great sail and the Tropic Moon, our 27' Catalina sailboat, performed splendidly. We sailed out almost to Waikiki. Offshore the water turns a dark blue, almost violet away from the turquoise water at the shore. We practiced tacking around the wind, making turns around a buoy. A few times we really caught the wind strong and sailed at quite an angle, perhaps even 25 degrees. Still, our rail wasn't in the water, so I wasn't unduly worried. Eric even wanted to go on to Diamondhead and experience what the real ocean waves were like. However, we decided that since our friend Mark had a meeting at 6pm, we should head back. Unfortunately, we didn't make it back unscathed.
Ask anyone who knows me, and I'll bet they didn't peg me for ever being interested in sailing. They'll see the nerd who grew up under the radiation of the television screen and computer monitor. They'll see the protective parents raising their children deep in suburbia, far away from the beach. I can't remember my parents ever taking me to the ocean. My only experience with boats had been on a row boat in June Lake or perhaps Lake Tahoe. So why give up the stability of land, and throw myself to the will of the sea?
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