We were on a mission today and had more lined up than it was possible to complete... Today had huge potential to become a hmmm day but once we started, the drastic results motivated us to keep pushing and see what we could do with her with just a little elbow grease.
When we came the other day (for pressure washing), Charlie asked me to pull all of the contents from one compartment out (looking aft starboard side). While trying to reclaim some of these items, I had to actually crawl in this small dark space. It was covered in dirt, dead bugs, mildew, water, etc. I got caught up in some ropes that I had tossed out which landed across my feet... I guess in all of my squirming to get all the way up in there, I loosely bound my feet together... The even funnier (now funny... then screaming) part of this moment is the boys were pressure washing from the outside... with everything being opened on the boat, I was also getting a shower throughout my adventure... I pretty much decided at that point this compartment would be the first thing that would be gutted and cleaned.
With the aid of the shop vac, a bottle of Clorox Clean Up, a bag of shop rags, elbow grease, and alot of shuddering at all of the things I was placing my hands (and body) in, the compartment was cleaned. This was the first time we actually saw the potential condition of the interior of the cabin. The surface was clean, shiny, and free of scratches, dings, or anything... It looked incredible. We were both so encouraged with the out come and started to go through the rest of the boat in little "testing" sites to see how that area would come out.
We also took a few pieces of wood from miscellaneous places on the boat. The plan is to take them back home sand, stain, and poly them... It was also pretty much decided today that I would have full control of the inside and Charlie would take all of the responsibility for the out. We rolled up the rest of the ropes/cords and stuck them in compartments so, they wouldn't be strung out all over the place tripping everyone who stepped on the boat... We took off the sad hatch that was falling apart a little more everyday. We went up to Lowe's and got a pretty piece of birch to cut out the new one. We used the old piece as the template but, it still didn't fit exact. It was close enough to take it back to the house, round out the edges a bit, and try again.
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