Motoring back to Corpus , 2022. New Prop Makes a Big Difference.

My refit took way longer than I expected it to – should have been a 4-6 week stay and was around 9 months, at ~$800 boatyard ground rent a month (Hooking Bull). That’s on top of the nearly $400/month I pay for the marina berth. Ouch.
One holdup was the weather – pretty crappy for Texas. Another was work – it was incredibly busy. The other was waiting for a new propellor and cv joint from Bruntons. The original MaxProp that came with Frank was not up to the job. So I bought a new folding prop, an Autoprop, which has the same power going forwards as well as in reverse.

This extra power can be very useful when in close-quarters combat in a marina with little turning space, when the lag, prop-walk and drag effects of shifting direction can make accurate parking difficult. Those boats that turn on a dime usually have bow thrusters. I have an offset prop, so Frank turns easier to starboard than to port.

Anyway – the “drive” to the boatyard had been a 1 kt crawl into headwinds, even after I’d paid to have my prop cleaned if all the accumulated growth from a couple of years sat in the berth. My return journey was totally different. 5-7 kts of joy! And here’s the thing – that was in reverse! I’d re-worked the controls to accommodate the ever-flipping prop and they were now the wrong way for the (correctly installed) prop!
I screwed up the install, because I mixed the threadlock up from the Bruntons’ cv joint – the Sigmadrive, which compensates for the difference in angle of the gearbox mounting and the propellor shaft, to reduce vibration, wear and noise. So I put red threadlock from the sigma drive into the grubscrew hold for locking the prop to the shaft! EEEEK! I lost a few weeks getting the grubscrew out, the hole re-tapped, new grubscrews ordered.. But both are on.
One surprise about the Sigmadrive fittings – the mounting bolts are not 316 stainless. My bilge pump failed in a series of storms in Corpus and sea water (which seeps in through the prop shaft gland) backed up, covering the brand new Sigmadrive. The bolts corroded. I cleaned them up as best I could and coated them with WD40 Grease, but that was a major disappointment in an otherwise happy buying experience.

Motoring down the ICW (Intra Coastal Waterway) from Rockport to Corpus, October 21 2022.
Approaching Corpus at sundown, October 21 2022.

Copper Bottom Antifoul

I thought I had posted this.
Rather than do the ablative paint antifoul, I had Coppercoat put on. Basically powdered copper suspended in epoxy resin and painted onto the stripped hull.

At some time in her history, Frank (as Rainbow) was owned by the RAF Sailing Club. They had painted red and blue (RAF colors) boot stripes at the waterline. Rather than remove these, someone had just painted antifoul over them. For 30 years… Being at and above the waterline, the paint didn’t “ablate”, so it just built up and was a bitch to remove. Below is a video from January 18th, 2014 when I had her on the hard at Gosport Premier Marina for a refit. This was (I think) my first look at her out of the water – you can see the thick band of blue which was slapped on to cover up the Red White Blue paint. Until I had to remove it, I’d never paid any attention to it.

Frank as Rainbow, January 18th 2014, Gosport Marina, Hants. England. Ready for her name change and refit.

Anyway, in Texas copper coating is rare as hen’s teeth, so I had all sorts of odd looks. I bought the kits from the Florida dealer – it’s a UK product. 😉 Great support from the dealer.

I like it! Now she’s in the water it has turned blue/green. Should last 10 or more years.

Frank with new Coppercoat antifoul paint job.

Sunset at Corpus Christi 9.23.23

Today is my Mum Joan’s Birthday. She would be 91, but didn’t make it to 70.

Having completed the purchase of her on Dad’s Birthday, Sept 11th, I took possession of and boarded Frank (then called Rainbow of Strangford) 10 years ago today, Sept 23rd 2013. She was moored in Strangford Lough, Ulster.Next day I set sail for my first port of call, across the Irish Sea to Mum’s birthplace, The Isle of Man, spending the night in Port St Mary. Must have been a 15 foot tide – good job I set long lines. I came in on a low tide, and in the morning I was halfway out in the harbour!

So today I came to check on Frank and pay homage to Mum and Dad – Joan and Frank Bastable. RIP.