PL and Epoxy on the same project?

[ancient kayaker]

Par: it is Dace, and she still looks pretty good considering the neglect; the split is tiny. I put her up on trestles a couple of feet above the ground because snow does build up a little in this area:-

[PAR]

Yep, that's a bad hair day for sure. Poor little Dace, she's got more snow on her then she is long. This is one of the two distinct applications of snow that I will accept; pictures. I can handle pictures and Christmas morning, with the fire going and snow falling. Okay screw that, maybe juts pictures of snow falling and I'll turn on the A/C and pretend it's cold outside.

[oldsailor7]

Originally Posted by PAR

Yep, that's a bad hair day for sure. Poor little Dace, she's got more snow on her then she is long. This is one of the two distinct applications of snow that I will accept; pictures. I can handle pictures and Christmas morning, with the fire going and snow falling. Okay screw that, maybe juts pictures of snow falling and I'll turn on the A/C and pretend it's cold outside.

I lived for twenty years in Eastern Canada. I loved it,------BUT eventually the length and depth of the Canadian winters got to me. Especially, since being a sailor, the sailng season, even if stretched a bit, is only four months of the year. I married an Aussie girl and we went to Australia to cover the Little Americas Cup for Multihull magazine in 1976. The sunshine and sparkling water at Sorento was an invigorating experience. Going back to the dead of winter in Canada was a wake up call. All of our sailing waters were solid ice.
In 1977 we moved to Australia and I said "If I never see snow again it will be too soon".
And I Never Have.

[PAR]

Snow looks great on post cards . . .

[ancient kayaker]

Hmmm . . . and to think that we moved here from the Nation's Capital - Ottawa - because my wife found the weather there was a little too severe . . . I still miss the mid-Winter office party with skating through the center of town on the Rideau Canal and hot chocolate afterwards . . . No! that's a lie, of course I don't!

The boat and snow pic was taken last year, Dec 6. I was tempted to invite the neighbourhood in for a dip in the pool - if they could find it. I love the snow-cone effect on the flower-pot that I forgot to put away. There's about 30" on top of the boat and the fence at the back is over 6'. It all came down in one snowfall.

It's the same time this year but there's been hardly a flurry compared to that. However there were some some lovely scenes to admire yesterday my dog walk through the local park; the trees were touched with frost as far as the eye could see, a black and white picture with the crispest contrast any photograher could wish for. I wish I'd taken the camera, it was like walking through a classic Dickensian Christmas card. It's all melted away.

What a year. Best flowers ever, fantastic fall colors, shaping up for a nice Winter: I hereby award the 2011 all -season exterior decorators award to Mother Nature!

[CutOnce]

Originally Posted by oldsailor7

I lived for twenty years in Eastern Canada. I loved it,------BUT eventually the length and depth of the Canadian winters got to me. Especially, since being a sailor, the sailng season, even if stretched a bit, is only four months of the year. I married an Aussie girl and we went to Australia to cover the Little Americas Cup for Multihull magazine in 1976. The sunshine and sparkling water at Sorento was an invigorating experience. Going back to the dead of winter in Canada was a wake up call. All of our sailing waters were solid ice.
In 1977 we moved to Australia and I said "If I never see snow again it will be too soon".
And I Never Have.

Real seasons bring structure and flow to life. Much like I appreciate mechanical sweeping hand clocks with numbers and incremental minute marks, real seasons keep the time passing from blending into a drab endless space. I guess it is an analog approach to life. I've been to places where there is little seasonality - summer and ... not summer ... and I can't say I fit well. It just seems so ... soulless.

Yes, winters are long and sailing season short - if you don't ice boat or cross country ski. But the first days of spring where the cold breaks, snow melts and you can see hints of green are huge - they bring celebration and victory to days where other places have no reason to cheer. Right now everyone in this house is happily anticipating a good snowfall - making the gray, rainy, muddy mess disappear and have it become a bright, white sparkling new world. My Husky mix is most anxious for winter - she and her Bernese Mountain dog friend get their collective "snow dog" mojo back and can play without overheating.

I guess all this probably seems like nonsense to someone who only knows weather above 10 degrees Celcius. But then again they are the ones missing the experience, as we experience their weather 8-9 months of the year.

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CutOnce

[PAR]

I've always been amazed at the production of northern builders. They spend so much time indoors, that they can build 50' yachts during their off season. Down here in the sub tropics, will also build 50' boats, but at the end of the workday in February, we can take a sail or have a BBQ to celebrate our efforts, which is probably why we don't seem to get as much done as the cabin fever clad northerners. It's a difficult trade off to accept, but I'll tolerate the burden.