Doodling…. not that I have a pen in hand…. but after some searching I came up with a better explanation.

“early 17th century (originally as a noun denoting a fool, later as a verb in the sense ‘make a fool of, cheat’): from Low German dudeltopf, dudeldopp ‘simpleton’. ”

dsc01730dsc01728Why you ask. Same old reason. Work and cold. Like, when I got down to ol’ Zoot I found some ice in my bucket. Yes, I acknowledge it colder elsewhere but you guys have better heat sources (a.k.a more money) to recover to. But this old whine is boring me too.

But that doesn’t mean there hasn’t been a bit of winter mayhem on Zoot Allures.

dsc01726One is that I pulled the SERCK heat exchanger. Four years ago it was almost holed from electrolysis and repaired. I’ll feel better if I know it’s still ok. The one thing that puzzles me is that the plumbing. My setup is the that coolant passes around the tubes flowing the sea water. Isn’t it supposed to be the other way around? The pencil zinc seems to think so.

dsc01727dsc01724The real mayhem in my eyes is the electrics “clean up” with the help of Kostas. It would be nice, let alone prudent, to know what goes where and why. Apparently the negative common buss is a bolt with everything on it and the whole spaghetti mess behind the panel makes my stomach turn. It’s gonna be an on going “thing”. While I had Kostas aboard, I had him check out the shaft break installation… in his re-occuring position.

A nice highlight is a belated xmas present from Sis.

dsc01733YAY! I’ve read quite a few Sterling Hayden quotes before  but I never knew the story behind him. One hellava character! There’s some old interviews of him on youtube that are priceless.

This is gonna be a “way cool” reading!

Stay tuned… and since it’s cold… read a book!

Capt Pete.

ps…. in a nutshell……………

“To be truly challenging, a voyage, like a life, must rest on a firm foundation of financial unrest. Otherwise, you are doomed to a routine traverse, the kind known to yachtsmen who play with their boats at sea… “cruising” it is called. Voyaging belongs to seamen, and to the wanderers of the world who cannot, or will not, fit in. If you are contemplating a voyage and you have the means, abandon the venture until your fortunes change. Only then will you know what the sea is all about.

“I’ve always wanted to sail to the south seas, but I can’t afford it.” What these men can’t afford is not to go. They are enmeshed in the cancerous discipline of “security.” And in the worship of security we fling our lives beneath the wheels of routine – and before we know it our lives are gone.

What does a man need – really need? A few pounds of food each day, heat and shelter, six feet to lie down in – and some form of working activity that will yield a sense of accomplishment. That’s all – in the material sense, and we know it. But we are brainwashed by our economic system until we end up in a tomb beneath a pyramid of time payments, mortgages, preposterous gadgetry, playthings that divert our attention for the sheer idiocy of the charade.

The years thunder by, The dreams of youth grow dim where they lie caked in dust on the shelves of patience. Before we know it, the tomb is sealed.

Where, then, lies the answer? In choice. Which shall it be: bankruptcy of purse or bankruptcy of life? ”
― Sterling Hayden, Wanderer

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…I dunno.

It’s 2017. What do ya think about that? Personally… not much. I’m not impressed.


“It’s the weather dummie”. Don’t get me wrong. I like “weather”, but I find it “not being nice” to be boring after a while. The past month has been in the single Celsius digits, rainy, windy, sucky… it even snowed the other day. All this is fine if you have a warm home to go to…. which most people don’t around this part of the woods. Brrrr! For example…. I put on socks when I get out of bed to make my morning coffee! Brrr!!!

dsc01695dsc01701But the thing that gets me really cranky is the lack of Zoot Allures time. The weekend before Xmas I worked on Saturday. Sunday I passed by and dumped the old “deflatable” on Zoot’s deck (at last, it’s out of my living room) and spent the day at G.S.’s for a cousin bash. Good times! Xmas weekend I went down to the Nafplio farm with Mom and Sis (which is a story of its own… Sis with a fever, power outage Xmas Eve etc…. at least we’ve got a fireplace).

dsc01719Some time before New Years I got down to ol’ Zoot for a quick check. There was some traces of snow on deck and a few lines fastening my cockpit cover had failed after a storm went by with force 10 gusts. Plus it was too cooooold to stay long. New Years was freezing and I stayed home nursing a cold. The weekend after… my car battery died (after 2.5 years, damit!) and heading out the 50 clicks on a motorcycle was out of the question. Long story short (oopps… a bit long), I’m having Zoot Allures withdrawal symptoms!

But…. Santa was good to me.

601953_499042566820851_400771475_nI got a new book By Eugene de Zila called “To Live on a Boat”. Apparently it was first written in the “Esperanto” language, mine’s translated into Greek. He’s a French philosopher who got fed up not being able to teach in his own way, flipped a bird to the system, sold everything and moved onto a boat. I haven’t read a book in Greek for a long time so it’s going slow.

dsc01721Another holiday surprise was from an other Fjord MS33 owner, Keith from Guernsey, who is doing an outstanding restoration job on his boat. He was too kind and sent me his old shaft lock which keeps the prop from spinning whilst sailing. Stay tuned for that.

Duuuh, what else.

Sis went to Austria for New Years and brought me back this “fish?”

dsc01723Theoretically it’s edible, but I ain’t eating it!

So Happy 2017 to y’all.

Stay Tuned and beware of the green fish!

Capt Pete

ps…. 2017 will bring us Trump as the president of the U.S. When the U.S. sneezes, the rest of the world catches cold. I’m quite concerned. Is there really a liberal revolution boiling in the backround? We’ll see.

pss…. In 2012 I bought Zoot Allures. The plan was to move aboard in 5 years and cut the lines in 10. In March it will be…. gulp…. 5 years! The way this winter is going, the moving aboard plan is gonna need a lot of “tweaking”!!



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Spicing Double braid…Epic Fail!

It was quite a few years ago, summer,  I was having a cup-a-joe at a cafe in Serifos. A friend was saying he messed up his return ticket and had booked out of his room…. officially homeless for a night (I can think of worse things). That’s when his son said “epic fail” and I fell off my chair laughing.

And that’s pretty much what happened to me last week. Just to let all you know…. braiding used double braided rope is impossible!!! Wanna know why? Read on…

dsc01683As I mentioned in the previous post, you need a fid for the appropriate rope. I had an old 12mm copper tube I used to use for blowing my BBQ and it seemed perfect material. I used my angle grinder to hack it up into a fid. And I was lucky not to hack anything else up while sitting on the tube over the kitchen sink. dsc01684Well, all I got was a glorified deadly tube, pretty much useless! Then I got funky and bought some cheep plastic knitting needles. This time I used a small vise and my new toy… and multitool thingy (cheep from Lydl) . Quite soon and without the drama of an angle grinder, I ended up with the perfect fid. So I thought…


dsc01686So I set myself up on the coffee table with the necessary paraphernalia, a working magic marker and youtube at my fingers. dsc01687The first thing to do is to mark the rope where the eye splice will be and to extract the core from the sleeve at a specific point. OMG! It took me over an hour and I could hear a bunch of stands tearing in the process. Not a good sign.


Then I pulled out and cut off a few strands from the sleeve so it would tapper when fed into the core at a specific mark. That’s were the fid comes in. That’s when I realized my fid is too fat. So I shopped some smaller needles (10mm), marked ’em up, chopped ’em up. And that’s when I realize it is totally impossible to accomplish the task at hand. You have to manage to insert your fid into the core by bending and separating the strands, and feed it through with the sleeve. HA!

I was warned by a follower that it would be difficult with used rope. I also had washed the rope as instructed by New England Ropes or Samson Ropes.  It looked so easy from the youtubes I had seen, but they all used new rope which looked like silk and was soft and manageable.

Not my mainsail sheet. It looked nice and new on the unused end….. but it’s used and impossible to splice. Impossible! End of f%$# story! I’ll tie a knot. So there! God, I wasted so much time on this…. all part of the learning process.

Back on ol’Zoot…… I decided to have my alternator serviced and change the belt. That means removing it. That also involves removing the coolant tank.


Well, poor ol’ Zoot’s looking gutted again. What a mess…. again!

Stay tuned and neat,

Capt Pete.

ps….. hey, I can see my thermostat from here!

pss… on a whim, I got some 8mm knitting needles….. still impossible to insert into the core. Anyone need a sweater? Baby, it’s cold outside!



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