Beez Launch Pt 1
Pangkor Marina Launch Day – Part One
The alarm went off at seven and we poked our heads out the door to see the Sea Lift in place.
Launch day at last. No sooner than we had finished breakfast than the marina boys arrived to move the mast to the front side of the shed, they saw Jimmy’s boys and whistled them over to help, lots of joshing and giggling, a joy to watch. Off they all moved as a raggedy gang.
James arrived and lowered the platform.
James checked our weight, set the pads appropriately and backed the machine toward the girl, steadily.
James carefully got the Sea Lift just so and gently took the weight of the girl, then the boys set to work with big hammers to break the welds holding the scaffolding and supports together. All good to go.
It really caught the breath to watch Beez finally creep forward and get the sun on her beak for the first time in what seems like forever.
James got the girl in place by nine thirty ready for the crane man at ten.
Crane man arrived, I was thrilled and greatly relieved it was the same man who had lifted her mast.
No sooner than the crane supports were moving the marina boys appeared as if by magic.
Time for me to take a picture of the waiting skipper in his usual ‘watching pose’. Crane ready and of course Win on his phone.
Then came the delays whilst everyone discussed strops, scratched heads, three were tried. measured, more discussion. A yachtie appeared with a camera mounted on a tripod and took pictures, people came and went, eventually the crane driver called a halt, went off and returned with a brand new strop (to be left with James). Everyone around us was very tender due to the unstepping of Kereru when the strop broke dropping and damaging the mast, only narrowly missing the pilot house and injuring several people – not our crane or driver as he was off being recertified at the time. Richard couldn’t bear to be anywhere in the vicinity so he took Bob (next door) off to the chandlery for the duration.
Finally the mast was lifted at eleven thirty. Plenty of hands to make sure all went well with all the various ‘dangly’ bits and Brett in place on board to receive the swinging pole.
The swing, Brett hidden by the ‘dangly bits’ and steering into place.
Everyone raced around joining deck fittings – literally all hands on deck.
Shah went up the mast to release the strop as Win waited patiently, once free the crane was soon tucked up and spuddled away.
Jimmy’s boys arrived to paint the squares where the support pads had been an after two coats of antifouling waved as they went off to their next job.
We spent the next two hours attaching bits and bobs enjoying the warm sun for the first time in ages. After lunch we went to the office to hand over the ninety pound crane hire money, I cleaned the pram hood supports and Bear attached ropes to hoist the boom from below. I winched it up as Bear and Shah held it away from the girl. Soon attached along with the support and a quick tightening of the deck fittings.
The marina boys set to work tidying and sweeping our pitch until it looked spick and span.