Glass Half Full - the tweedlesail!

 The boat shown above was the tweedledum.  I built it back in 2009 as an experiment.  Like so many people the idea of building a boat seemed incredible.  Me?  Build an actual float on water BOAT?  And not drown?  I obsessed for years on the idea but was having trouble locating marine grade plywood.  Marine grade is a higher quality, has no "voids" (spaces in the plywood layers) and is more waterproof than typical "Menards" plywood.  It's also much more expensive and if you live in flyover country, it can be difficult to obtain.

Never being afraid to cut corners, I ended up going with some super flimsy ply from Home Depot and threw together a fun little rowboat.  It's a dinghy styled after the traditional Portuguese fishing boats.  It is one of the great boats from Hannu's boatyard.  It is a scant seven feet long, and when I got in it and rowed it, appeared even smaller:

 That was then, this is now.  The photo below is a fair representation of how it's weathered over the years.  Spending its time up at the cabin for an occasional yearly rowing, it aged about as gracefully as you could expect.  As long as you weren't expecting much.  She had no obvious dry rot, but some delamination on the gunwales and more than a few dings.

After sanding, beginning new Rustoleum layer(s)

I had always thought of putting a sail rig on her, but never thought I could do it properly.  After seeing enough puddle duck racers I thought "why not?"  After all, it was just languishing in the northern woods, and if it fails at least it died trying something interesting.  So we threw it on the boat trailer I'd been using on my chugger, and took her home.

Does this boat make my trailer look fat?

After we got the hull repainted (a light blue chosen by my daughter) it was staged in the garage for rigging and such.  I didn't take a lot of build photos, but this is a good summary of our garage situation.  Since I'd already built a duckskiff this year my wife mentioned that it was interesting I had a second boat in the works.  I took that as a hint that I should think about building another boat this year.  She's patient, but not insane.  I normally displace a car from the two car garage for my boat works/storage during the summer, and now I was taking both sides.  Oops!

The mast was a pared-down puddle duck racer inspired built (two by four, rip it and add some stiffener on the bottom.  The mast step is a big PVC pipe and flange connected to the old "seats."  Leeboard was originally a "slip on" style that I was going to move from side to side as needed.  And the tiller/rudder was a crazy combination of many instructions found on the web, but it ended up being a flip up that fit "just so" so that when you wanted to flip it up all you had to do was raise the tiller and let the blade flip out.  Pull a rope to bring the blade back in and drop the tiller to horizontal and it's locked in place.  Wish I had planned it that was -- it was just a lucky dimension.  Finally, the sail and rig is a Leg O Mutton made out of a Menard's polytarp.  It's all of 30 square feet, so it's pretty small.

And here's what I ended up with:

Tada!

We took her out on a fairly calm day and found a few interesting points:

• The leeboard wasn't deep enough, so it slid sideways a lot.
• The rudder may not be deep enough but I'm still not convinced
• She doesn't sail into the wind to save your life (see above)
• Tiny, pretty, and lots of fun!
• Our dock is upwind.  There's a calm zone along the shore, so you have to float out, but getting back in wasn't going to be as easy.

The sail,, rigging and everything else was just great!  For that first day it was a matter of tacking back and forth while the wind pushes you to the other side of the lake and then getting towed back upwind to the dock.  Just not going into the wind at all.  For the second day I clamped a board on the side the leeboard wasn't on and it stick a lot harder to the wind, but still wouldn't go upwind well.  I thought if I had four or more hours I might have been able to get back to the dock.

I have since decided that the "Craig Challenge" is to take the boat out, sail for a proper amount of time, and then get back to the dock unaided.  Jury is still out on using oars or sculling.  I carry the oars onboard so I can row in if need be, but so far there has been no shortage of family members coming out to meet me on the motorboat and tow me home if I want.

Happy guy in a little boat..

Since that first weekend I had made some changes.  I mounted two leeboards, one on each side.  They pivot from straight down, to angled, to up for shallows or trailering.  There is a pin that holds the angle, and they're much more forward than the last leeboard.  I think that was the trick.

The rudder may still be shallow, but it works fairly well.  I think the small sail limits me in light wind, as she really felt like I could steer her upwind better when there was a good breeze.  Light floppy wind was amusing, but not very productive.  I don't think I'm going to increase the sail size any time soon, as it's a really small boat anyway, and it feel a lot safer/easier/more bulletfproof this way.

In a fit of discomfort (after three hours and then two more hours the same day) being a six foot tall guy folded into a seven foot boat I threw one oar through both oarlocks as a backrest, rigged up a simple rope to control the tiller, and tucked the mainsheet under my armpit.  Instant lounge chair sailboat!  I now intend to come up with a more formal/stronger method of being able to sit comfortably in the boat for long periods of time.  (I guess this build will never really end, will it?)

Sometimes it's hard to find the tiny sail on the lake

Sadly, a common sight at the end of a day

So, the name?  My daughter wanted to name it "Glass Half Full" - you know, like an Optimist!  Thus the paint job.  It's not a bad name, and it's been christened (twice now) and looks like it will be a lot of fun for as long as it holds together!

First Cuts

I made the first cuts on the new boat today, finally.  After too many days of hemming and hawing I pulled out the saw and ripped it right down the middle of a sheet of plywood.  Nothing like reckless abandon to get you going on a project.  Now I get to finish lofting and make the precision cuts to follow the drawn lines.

The new boat is a Duckskiff, another Steven Lewis design.  I'm not some kind of Steven Lewis Fanatic, and went through a lot of models before picking that one.  Looked at the Brockaway skiff, lumberyard skiff, a couple Bolger Clam skiff variations, and a ton more off duckworks.  Ended up with the duckskiff because: it's free, I understand the documentation Steven creates, and it's just the right size.  That, and I can email him any time with questions.  And then he gets to see it at the messabout -- this time he gets a ride in the boat.  Kept forgetting to get him in the After You.

Lily and I had discussed a Puddle Duck Racer or a kayak or the pedal boat, but since I've taken the reigns of the Pepin Messabout, I felt like I needed a boat I could get together quick in order to show up with an actual boat.  Since that's what it's all about.

My take on it is inspired by boats like the following:

But knowing how things work out I wouldn't be surprised if it didn't end up more like this:

(because it'll have an outboard)

Which is still passable, but to be honest what I really and truly want is either a Disney Jungle Cruise boat or the African Queen.

The boat will be an "almost 16 foot" skiff, a little beamier than the After You, but certainly more conventional.  The whole point of this boat is to be able to ferry the whole family around on a lake for a nice slow cruise in the evening light.  Or across Pepin for the messabout brunch.  Or maybe even down a river as long as it's not too rocky.  Powered with the After You's 9.9 hp motor it'll be able to play in Pepin for the messabout, or just hum along Bear Lake nicely.  I also have the electric "big trolling motor" for use on the lakes in Minneapolis, which is going to be crazy good fun.  We may have to swap out the pith helmet for a straw boater while cruising Lake of the Isles...

I'm very excited to get this one done.  If you recall, I had a secret project last year than never really took off.  It's an eight foot pedal boat with a treadle drive.  Yeah, hard to imagine, but I intend to come back to it some day.  I think I finally figured out the mechanism and it tested ok, it just needs a lot of tinkering and finishing that I didn't have the energy for last year.  Lily and I dismantled the hull this week and I have to admit taking a boat apart is so much easier than putting it together.  But I saved the plans and hardware, so I'll be able to reproduce it .. some day.  :)

After You - Lake Garvais

A photo album from the inaugural voyage of the "new" motor, since replaced.  But it was one of the first times the boat felt really "together."

Heading Downriver again...

If the weather holds (I don't care about cold, just rain/snow at this time of year), and it looks like it will, I'll be taking another quick trip on the Mississippi.  Going from Minneapolis to Red Wing, roughly 70 miles.  At the pace of my boat and the lesser currents of autumn, I'm banking on 7 miles per hour for a ten hour trip.   Spreading it over two days I'll find a nice slough to drop anchor for the night and have a nice little wavy night's sleep.  Jill and the kids will meet me in Red Wing -- or any other landing before that point if something doesn't work out according to plan.

I had been saying I didn't do as much boat camping as I'd wanted to this year, and Jill was so supportive of a last little jaunt.  She's awesome!

I'll be boating alone, but filing a travel plan as well as reporting in via social networks.  And the GPS will be on the whole time, I'm sure.  Really looking forward to it!  Me and my boat..

The River

Mine is a small boat. Ok, a Tiny Boat. But I feel like this when I'm on any river:

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You can see that the towboat is pushing hard, but sliding a bit to port (left) so that he can overcompensate on the turn.

The science museum of Minnesota has a towboat/barge simulator that looks like a fun video game. I mean, it's just driving a slow boat down a river right? The moment a kid steps up to it they're excited, but by the first river bend they're shoving those barges up on the beach.

So I step up, never having played, and simply apply my "slow boat, takes a long time to respond, think about the *next* bend" logic and I took the barge and boat through downtown and on to the end of the simulation. I was quite proud of myself.

It would be months later that I would apply these rules in the real world with my boat on the river in some more "technical" (read: crazy wind, currents, and waves) waters and I really understood the intensity of the river.

So now when I see this picture in google maps of this tow pushing sideways up a bend, it just makes me really appreciate what's going on so much more. And makes me want to make another voyage...

After You - Pepin Messabout

Another fun filled day, with lots of boating and talking about boating and even some kite flying.  You wish you were here.  Although the afternoon produced the Lake Pepin that I had imagined, with whitecaps and waves over the transom.  Need an electric pump.. :)

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After You - Pepin!

Early to rise, headed downriver in a grind that would involve 12 hours, multiple rainstorms, waves to crash over her bow, two lock passages, and a few hours of beautiful scenery and river.  Met up with the wonderful folks of the messabout and had a great evening sitting around the fire telling lies, er, stories about many things.

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After You - Downriver

Well, that was exciting!  Hidden falls has a boat ramp but today it had a boat parking lot.  It was a bit flooded.  No matter, Jill and the kids helped me launch quite nicely.    Left around five thirty and made good time for a bit.  Have to admit the first hundred yards took some getting used to, as the wind and currents were tossing me around.  By the time I got to downtown Saint Paul, I wanted to top off my gas tank.  Good call, though only half empty, I would end up needing every last drop in the next section.

I took a few minutes at the pier by Navy Island to tape some trash bags over the skylight and then put on the skylight cover. The clouds were graying up a bit and I wanted to be completely sure I kept the cabin dry.  It has not yet rained but I am glad I did it for my overnight, just in case.

Ok, I head into an alley of barges and industrial docks and soon after the wind picks up.  I am heading right into it and spend a couple miles reenacting various scenes from The Deadliest Catch.  Whitecaps, three foot waves, spray coming over the bow completely drenching me, and not a safe harbor in sight.  I soldiered on and eventually decided to stop at the landing at my evening halfway point, which was sure to be nearer the end of the evening rather than half way.  That was the 694 bridge, and the landing ended up being further underwater than Hidden Falls was.  So I skirted behind some islands where the water was calmer and refilled the tank.  It was almost empty, so good timing on that one. 

Took a backwater behind some more islands and noticed there was a protected channel running up through the island.  This is where I dropped anchor for the night as it was twenty minutes to sunset.

Dropped some Pigs Eye Pilsner (felt only appropriate) in the net and dropped it in the river to cool them off.  Had a nice cold sandwich and a juice box and here I sit, having a brew on the river in my gently rocking boat.  The cabin is small but super cozy now that it is organized, and I am rocking my Android tablet writing this post.  Obviously it is easy to type on, as evidenced by the long post.

After the sun set it is quite cool and no bugs to be found.  Awesome.

Now to read some pirate adventures by Michael Crichton as darkness falls and the birds in the trees coo me to sleep.  It is going to be an early morning to make up for lost time.

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After You - Up North

The whole family went out to Mantrap lake and had a wonderful cruise. Even got to see some Pelicans and Terns! The kids spent most of the time reading, but Jill and I had a nice time sightseeing. It was chilly and cloudy, but a lovely trip.

We also tested out the new underwater camera. At full speed it's no fun, but at low trolling speeds it's quite interesting. Next step: hook up something that will record the video..
After a long day of off and on rain I got to take her out for a later evening cruise. Bliss.

First outing of the year on the After You

The "gear locker" with new hanging straps -- possibly the most useful additions to the boat.

I also got a new battery box. Exciting, huh?

We went to Calhoun, Isles, and Cedar lake. Didn't quite make Brownie, as I wasn't confident the battery would get us there and back. It had a long year last year.
The first mate checks the camera. It's temporary henna tattoos on her arms -- we're not horrible parents. :)

Dusting off the After You

This weekend I'm bringing the boat home. After a long winter in a garage in Saint Paul, it's time to work on some fitting out of the cabin and yearly spring maintenance. Excited to see how well she held out over the winter. I've stopped by a couple times to check on her but it's different getting into the actual sunlight..

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Navigation season opens on Upper Mississippi

Mississippi Cruising

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Yes, I know it's not *really* the upper Mississippi, but it is if you're talking about the river within the beltway.

The original plan involved lots of charts, maps, schedules, complicated drop off and pick up, and an actual timetable. Unfortunately that got delayed until next spring, but I had a couple hours and a desire to go boating.

I headed for Boom Island. I had never been there but the images of the landing looked promising. I was not disappointed. Nice smooth pavement ramp, steep enough to get the trailer wet without much trouble, but not so slick I have to worry about the car getting stuck. Ample parking (when there are no events, obviously) and a very short walk from parking to landing are always a bonus.

Just off the ramp is a small rectangular pool that looks as if it normally has a couple piers in it. Really nice to have smooth, calm water for launching, especially on a river! I floated a bit while prepping the boat once I got it on the water and got the engine running. I usually use the electric trolling motor for "impulse power" before and after trailering, and this was an excellent place for it.

I didn't have any detailed maps, just the GPS maps, but I had studied this section of the river from Boom Island up to Coon Rapids. I would motor upriver for 3/4 of my time on the water and back downriver for the last 1/4. Or so.

The motor pushed me upriver quite nicely at about 3 or 4 mph. I didn't mind the noise so much, but when you're on a river you have to pay a LOT more attention to what you're doing. Between the eddies, the debris in the water, and the other river traffic it can get pretty busy.

I did get the chance to see some interesting sights on the river. There was even a cute little shanty/house boat docked at a house. They also had a huge houseboat looking thing, but I'm pretty sure it would get through the bridges upriver or the locks downriver.

When you're on the river you get to see a lot of things that you don't see from the streets:

I had no idea that was where garbage trucks lived.

The river definitely has some character to its current. I'd love to have a really clear understanding of what exactly is on the river bottom at any given point. The swirling vortex of doom in the picture above is a common sight. Quite often it means there is a wing dam down there somewhere, but I have a feeling it could also indicate other obstructions or imperfections underwater. These and other less visible currents can make the boat wiggle side to side, drift slowly in a lateral direction, or even surge forward suddenly. It's not a major issue, but it absolutely affects how attentive you must be to minor course corrections.

This trip was also my first sighting of a barge/tow vessel underway. I'm glad it was a small one. The wake it kicks up is obviously a big one, but if you quarter nose into it you cut right through it. What I didn't expect was the "echoing" of the wake off the shores. For a while the water gets choppy and unpredictable as the wake bounces around on itself. Fun!

I had been setting something on the phone/gps and hadn't been looking ahead for about a minute when I looked up and saw barges bearing down on my fairly quickly. I had a lot of time to get off to the side, but it was a very vivid reminder to Always Pay Attention! I had topped off the fuel tank just minutes before (a distracting activity) and will take more care to move to the edge of the river, anchor well, and be ready for anything coming up or down river.

Again, you see things on the river that sometimes surprise. This drain pipe was just sticking out over the water, ready to dump whatever may come. I'm sure it's a storm drain or something like that, but when I think of the dirt, fuel, tar, junk, litter, chemicals, etc. on a regular street just dumping straight into the river it makes me wonder just how nasty it is way down south. It just gives one pause.

Just before the Camden bridge is a railroad bridge with a rather threatening sign on it. I was curious to know what a hazardous channel was -- I'm assuming it just indicates the end of the navigable dredged channel. Unfortunately, the current between the quite wide bridge supports picked up quite a bit. By the time I crossed over the "wake" from the bridge and started to pass beneath it the boat had slowed to a stop. I could maintain position with the motor, but it just wouldn't get past. I was going through the middle of the channel, and I suppose I may have had better luck on the sides, but decided I'd had enough and would have to explore this further some other day.

Popped back downriver quickly and found myself having to hold my hat on. I think it was more of a headwind than a wind from the crazy 9-11mph speeds. Trailering up and getting home was wonderful due to the landing, and I called it a short but successful day.

Random things:

• The "wellingtons" Jill got me for our anniversary were wonderful! Dry feet even when standing in ankle deep water at the landing!
• The river was quiet and I saw very few people, which was nice
• I rarely touched the motor handle and steered mostly by shifting my weight on the pilot's bench. A controller for trim would be nice but not needed.
• Still need a device for holding stuff on topdeck, and would like a phone charging adapter onboard as well.

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After You - Mississippi River

The After You is a river cruiser. And we live near the Mississippi. We cross it weekly, the land "Up North" is by the source of the river. I've read Twain and various travelogues of folks who have gone down the river in canoes, bass boats, riverboats and more. I've read the history of the river and the lands around it. To say I am drawn to the Mississippi is a safe bet. I built the boat with the Namekagon in mind, but it didn't take long for me to turn my sights to the Mississippi.

After the success with the Namekagon I wanted to try something bigger. The plan was simple: Jill drops me at Hidden Falls and picks me up a couple hours later at Lilydale. It was decided the night before that Lily wouldn't be joining me on the first Mississippi run. Everyone wanted to know if I could make it. I'm not really sure what they thought would happen..

Launching went well and I headed UP river! The motor seemed quieter given that the river was a bit wider. It's possible the current was less than the Namekagon, but I'm not sure. I moved upriver at a walking pace that might not lend itself to long upriver trips, but certainly affords enough speed that I don't feel like I'm completely at the mercy of the current. I made it up to be able to see the lock and dam - but I certainly wasn't going to try locking on my first trip out.

The upper portion of the river was fairly busy with everything from motorboats to Caddyshack-sized yachts.

Wakes on passing boats were an early concern, but eventually became just another part of the ride. I got pretty good at taking the waves right on the bow corners and we slipped right through them. There is some side to side rocking but nothing alarming. I headed downriver and eventually got to the Minnesota river "riverlets" down by Fort Snelling State Park. The Minnesota really does dump a ton of mud and silt into the river. You can literally see the color change. It's a bit disturbing.

When I got to the main channel of the Minnesota I headed up. The current was stronger, so I wasn't making much progress. Combine that with the additional twigs, sticks, branches and logs coming down at me I figured I'd wait til I ran out of gas and turn around when that happened. When it did indeed I dropped anchor and refilled the tank with the auxiliary gas can and headed back down. I anchor from the rear, so it aims me downriver automatically. Handy.

After fighting the current upriver the trip down felt like I was flying. The power of the motor is just enough that I can steer by simply shifting my weight, so it felt a bit like I was surfing down the river. Really felt connected to the current somehow. Nice.

Coming up the river was the Anson Northrup, one of the Paddleford packet fleet. I rang my bell at them and they were literally cheering at me. It was a lot of fun, and nice to see one of the old-style boats on the river.

Had the opportunity to see barges, but no towboats. I can wait on that. They're big, wakey, and can be dangerous.

Near the landing was this shanty-looking boat. It's been there for weeks and I thought it might be storage, but there was smoke coming from the stack, and later on I noticed movement on the boat. Was too far away to see well by then.

I like how the river seems forgotten and how remote and "old" it feels. These old pilings had some pretty intimidating signs on them, but looked quite old.

I landed with time to spare and spent some time with (yes, of course) the traditional "old man come to look at the boat" and his daughter. They were actually visiting from down south, so it was interesting to wonder what they thought about these crazy Minnesotans.

Found some pretty large paw prints in the mud. They didn't look like dog prints, but what do I know? Just prefer to think it was some sort of mountain lion or something.

Taking out went well, though I had to have Jill sit on the hood of the car to make sure we didn't slip the wheels on that stinky Mississippi mud! The next time I pulled the boat I could still smell it even though it was dried and caked a bit on the trailer tongue. Beautiful, beautiful stinky.

Can't wait to go on a longer trip!

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(I'm already planning to take the After You down the river to the Pepin Messabout in June. Sweet!)

After You - Namekagon

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When I was young my father used to take us on canoe trips on the Namekagon river. We went with the Boy Scouts, we went with friends, we even went with some teachers from my school! I don't know how many times I went down that river, but I have a lot of fond memories. When he died there was talk of his ashes going in the river, but it was decided that some seedlings from the memorial tree we planted for him would be a better contribution to the area.

Many years later I have taken my family down the Namekagon on day canoeing outings. Rather, my wife motivated us all to go. I was so happy that she shared our love for that river! While the stretches we've come to know are up a bit upstream from where the canoe trips were, it's absolutely the same river. Winding, narrow with lots of sand bars and a seclusion that makes you feel like you really are out in the "the wild and the wooly" as my dad used to say.

So when I built the boat I did so with the Namekagon in mind. When I tell people it's a minimalist river cruiser I always add "think canoe trips without the tent!" Launching the boat on the river was very exciting and I was thrilled, to say the least. Launching on a river was a new experience, but lessons were learned pretty quickly. It was also one of the first launches with the newly refitted trailer. I could walk out on the skids and she slid right in easy as can be. I hopped in and ran the electric motor to get her out into the river so I could start the outboard motor in deeper water.

The motor fired up quite nicely (once I opened the fuel valve) and I headed up river. Jill took the kids and the car/trailer to the other end and got a ride back up with the canoe outfitter and a rental canoe. Meanwhile, I headed upriver. The new motor took me against the current nicely, but not really "fast" by any stretch of the imagination. And it was loud. I was used to the electric, so blowing upriver with the outboard running seemed sacrilegious.

I turned around and headed back down to the launchpoint just as Jill and the kids were re-arriving. I pulled the outboard and went on electric for the rest of the trip. It was all I needed to keep my direction and keep up with the canoe. I was able to pass them and move ahead, but kept them in front of me as much as possible. I didn't want to be fighting a current sideways and worry about them coming up on me from astern.

It was a lovely trip, and waters were high enough that I grounded out only once and not even very much. An oar pushed me over the sandbar. The "rapids" we did see were minor and easily handled. I was happy to know she could make it through a bit of bubbly water, though I did ride one rock all the way down her and waited to see if it would take out her transom. It didn't. Didn't even scratch up the hull, just the skegs a little.

We stopped for a picnic lunch on a sandbar and I channeled my father by scrutinizing the maps. Eli wasn't feeling well, so he transferred into the After You for the last half of the trip.

As it happens, he also became the first person to sleep aboard the After You while underway. I had a nap in it on the trailer once, but that's another story.

Taking her out was fairly easy, attracted the usual "old man" come to look at the boat. It did rain for a bit while Jill brought the car to the landing, but Eli slept through it and I enjoyed being out in the rain -- with no serious clouds in sight!

Notes for future trips:

• Downstream only, like the canoes do. No need to prove anything anymore
• A little higher water level would be ok, but it was doable.
• Less rocks, more width. The Saint Croix past Riverside landing, maybe
• Next time: Camping in the boat!
• Awesome!

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