Sailing with Lili from Winthrop Harbor, Lake Michigan
Air and Water show
Aug 15, 2010
Sailing with Mark
Kenosha, WI
I was looking forward to go to Milwaukee tomorrow,
too bad that fell thru.
Fishing with Trevor and Brian for salmon and trout
This little fishy (King Salmon) was about 17 pounds and gave me a hell of a long the fight!
We went fishing 0ff the Wind Point, Lake Michigan, it is about 1 hour North from my home.
Thanks to Trevor and Brian for taking me.
Trevor caught a King Salmon almost as big as mine; altogether, I took home about 8 lbs. of cleaned fish filets, which is about $80.00 value or a dozen meals.
Two Happiest Days of The Boat Owner's Life.
I am not sure it is true for real sailors; I have seen many happy long-time owners, but there must be something to it since this truism is repeated so often.
So far the ownership was nothing but an extreme stress to me. I mean extreme.
Below are some of the problems I was dealing with since I bought her.
After I put her on the water she was was leaking. I was worried: Will she sink? Will I come back in the morning and see the mast top breaking the surface? The bilge pump is not automatic, should I visit/pump her every day? (1 hr. trip, each way). I just talked to a guy whose boat sunk in the port. Two weeks later I realized that she is tight, the water particles tend to plug up any small cracks. She does not leak any more. I did install an automatic bilge pump.
The masts had to be taken down to pass under the bridges in Chicago; I had to pay to take the mast down, then wait in Belmont for a week, and step back up—a pretty expensive adventure.
The engine transmission does not work. Should I look for a mechanic to fix a tranny, or to install the outboard?
The first outboard did not work. I made many trips from Chicago to the suburbs and back, each time installing, removing, and carrying the heavy (85 lbs.) engine. The second, new, engine is very expensive!
The masthead broke off with the backstay, the fix is VERY expensive and time-consuming. Will the mast on supported halyards alone fall and break some other boat, sink my boat?
Most of all every daily trip to the store seems to cost $250, like magic, always.
- outboard bracket $230
- new wire-to-rope halyards $250
- new shackes and exit plates $250
- new mast head fix $300 + much headache
- rigging labor $400 + $300 + $180
- mast up/down/up $400
- battery-to-engine cables and misc stuff $250
- automatic bilge pump and wire $100
- engine $3200
I don't want to scare the potential boat owners, but this sport is not for a faint-of- heart.
I will keep the boat because I have dreams of sailing to Canada, 30,000 islands of Georgian Bay, maybe Lake Superior in next couple of years.

I also dream about the Pacific, French Polynesia, Galapagos ...
Broken masthead on Lil Walkabout
After a heavy-weather sail, I came back the next day to the marina to find a backstay lying on the boat. Since the wind was still strong, I was terrified that I would get dismasted.
Thankfully, the mast was stabilized thanks to the good habit of tying the halyards as if they were stays.
It took quite a lot of time and money to get it fixed, you can read about it in my later posts labeled Lil Walkabout.
Backstay broke
I will describe the broken masthead saga in the following posts.
There is value in having a very long boat, it is faster and easier on the waves.
But there is also value in having shorter rigging with less pressure on it.
On the shorter rig things are cheaper and easier to fix.
I wonder if ketch rig or yawl would be a better cruising option.
Lil Walkabout visiting air show in Chicago
This is about halfway between Chicago and Winthrop, IL (North Point Marina).
You may see how much smog there is over Chicago, part of that was caused by hundreds of boats and the air show.
42°12'07.0"N 87°37'31.5"W
The trip took from about 1:30 PM until 8 PM, and the average speed was about 5.8 knots.
The water was almost flat all the way.
Steve on his Pearson sailboat
Steve is doing the usual great job of single-handling his Pearson sailboat.
This is just outside the Belmont harbor.
41°56'36.9"N 87°37'51.8"W
Jim "Posh" on Walkabout
Having friends and fellow skippers onboard is one of the main attractions of sailing.
It is a way of life.
Note that Lil Walkabout had a fuel cell inside the cockpit for the outboard, I should have installed it inside, but it did not bother me then. I was just happy to go sailing.
Heavy Weather Sailing

Sailing with Fairwinds' Dragons

Lil Walkabout - Irwin 28 sailboat original interior pictures
First sail after stepping the mast
I went to the south side to pick up Art, the "professional" boat guy who was supposed to help me set up the rig. Since I arrived too early, I parked and waited politely until 9 AM, when I was supposed to call and wake him up.
Art picked after a few redials, he said he is passed out on his boat after drinking and smoking until 3 AM in Belmont Harbor. He also said he was going back to sleep. I asked him if he wanted breakfast, but he said no.
I turned around and drove to Belmont, some 50 city blocks.
Once I arrived, I realized I was stuck without any means of getting on my boat parked on the "star" dock in the middle of the port -- Art had the dingy and was asleep.
The Harbor Master office told me that Belmont does not have a tender service, the girl at the desk did not even know what it means. I offered to one of the workers $20 for a ride, but he refused to take it but was nice enough to give me to take me to the boat.
I decided not to wake up Art until 30 minutes before our appointment with the Harbor Master at the crane at 11:00. After knocking on his boat, he finally answered. Later, he asked me to postpone the appointment a little. I did not think that was cool, but there was no harm.
The setting of the rig went pretty well and amazingly quickly. Art was upset with me that I did not have any bigger pliers than the one I usually carry on the sailboat. He did so while drinking another beer.
He called himself a professional (rigger), yet he did not bring any tools.
After setting the sails, we decided to go out for a short sail to see how the boat would do, which was part of the deal. He was supposed to show me the ropes. Konrad, my brother, and Steve, a neighboring boat owner, joined us.
Even before we left the harbor, Art went below to rest. I thought that was cool, but soon, I asked him to come up because the waves were huge because of the Northeast wind that pushed them all the way from Canada (well, almost). Art did not surface but rather passed out on the settee.
We took a real beating in heavy weather. We had too much sail for the wind, and an awfully choppy sea threw us around. Spray was broking on the bow and hit us in the face, which felt awesome.
Finally, we got the mainsail down and sailed on the jib only. Since we went out straight East on the port tack, I wanted to come about and sail back West.
It was supposed to be only a 30-minute sail, but we were out much longer. Well, coming about in heavy seas is difficult; the waves push you right back. Art, in his sleep, told me to gybe, which did not cross my mind since I sail on small boats, and that would definitely capsize a dingy.
To my surprise, the gybe went very smoothly, and it became a little more comfortable. About half a mile from the shore, we tried to start an outboard motor that I borrowed from Art, and it died on me a few times.
Finally, we returned to the harbor on the jib only and with the motor in idle.
The story ended all good, but I realized a few things.
First, do not expect too much of people.
If all that Art doing is drinking, then it is likely that he will get drunk and pass out. He has done it before and did it this time, thanks to Steve, who has been sailing these waters and helped us bring the boat back.
Secondly, I may not have Art on the delivery to North Point Marina, as he probably will repeat the act.
In Belmont Harbor
15 HP on Tuesday.
Next weekend is the "Air and Water Show" in Chicago, and I am thinking to stay
and see it before sailing up to North Point Marina.
Sunday sailing class
We practiced some tacks and gybes and the man overboard figure 8 drills.
Sliding the big boat to the dock slip is not easy either.
I came home so exhausted that I dropped and slept a few hours. My legs were hurting from last night's sail and today's waves.
Camp Sheridan, USMC
Welcome nature!
P.S. The area of Camp Sheridan was subsequently converted to suburb development, which is good, but it lost some mystique to me.










