Published for members of

The Center for Wooden Boats

Volume X V I I Number 4

Augus t 1995

WOODEN BOAT FESTIVAL '95 Cutt ing right to the heart of the matter:

what boats were on display at the Festival? Natu­rally, there was C W B ' s collection of more than 100, of which six sail , s ix oar and three engine-powered boats were g iv ing people rides. The rest of our fleet was moored or on cradles along the margins to make room for 89 others that were afloat or on shore. The favorites? We all have our own standards of value so we asked Festival visitors to vote for their choice of which boats s h o u l d r ece ive spec ia l r e c o g n i t i o n . Strangely, we call these best-of-show selections the People's Choice Awards .

The best non-sail ing boat under 2 5 ' was Aurora, a 2 2 ' inboard runabout built of H o n ­duras mahogany and coated with a gazil l ion lay­ers of varnish. E r i c Hvalsoe is the designer and builder. It was created in the mode of John Hacker 's 1920's speedboats. It's a classic de­sign with a spin of technology advances in hull and structure based on post-'20s empiric infor­mation. Aurora is the definition of understated elegance at rest and a screaming rocket at speed. Er ic is frequently at C W B teaching lofting and boatbuilding.

The best sailboat under 25 ' was Sinbad, a 14' lapstrake Iain Oughtred designed sail ing canoe built by Ralph Merr iman . Ralph partici­pated in one of C W B ' s early lapstrake work­shops and he obviously learned better-than-av-erage boatbuilding skil ls . The best powerboat over 25 ' was the cruiser Rita, a 5 1 ' Ed M o n k design built in 1938 by the L a k e w o o d Boat Company of Seattle and now owned by L e w Barrett of Seattle. L e w is an old hand at making basket cases into award winners. He received the same accolades a few years ago at our Fes­tival for Varnishing Point. Every time I passed Rita there was a line of visitors wait ing.

The publ ic ' s choice for the best big sai l­boat was Radiance, the 7 2 ' ketch designed by L. Francis Herreshoff as Ticonderoga. This ver­sion was built in 1994 by Legendary Yachts and is owned by Stan Bishopr ick of Vancouver , W A . There were big lines waiting to board Radi­ance. No wonder: she glowed with quality de­sign, materials, craftsmanship and maintenance.

The Best Overal l A w a r d , also chosen by the folks and sponsored by Northwest Yachting

magazine, also went to Radiance. (It's hard to avoid recognition of perfection!)

A n d then there was the Pros ' Pick, the award sponsored by Fisheries Supply. It was cre­ated to let the boatbuilding and maintenance pro­

fessionals poke and prod under the floorboards and in obscure orifices to see the "real" quality of craftsmanship and maintenance. This year's award went to Wee Rob, a traditional lapstrake canoe designed by Iain Oughtred and built and owned by Car l L i n d . Car l was C W B ' s Boatshop Manager from 1992 to 1995. We already knew Car l builds a wee bit better than most.

The Wooden Boat Festival is meant to be an opportunity for total immersion in the world of wooden boats. The young folks took full ad­vantage of the T o y Boa tbu i ld ing Workshop . (Why didn't we think of patenting that idea when we first began doing it in 1978?!) I 'm expecting to see some second generation boatbuilders in a

few years.

Besides looking over boats at repose at the docks and on shore, thousands of spectators at the Festival and around Lake Un ion watched the Ed Clark Memor ia l Class ic Yacht Race. They

sail up. down and across the lake. The course looks like an " X " closed at the top and bottom: the idea is both to race and to provide maximum vis ibi l i ty .

What a parade of history and diversity appeared on the race course! O l i n Stevens' 1929 52 ' yawl Dorade was there. (Stevens was barely out of high school when he designed Dorade. She took her shakedown cruise across the At lan­tic, entered the grueling Fastnet Race and won.) Current owner M i k e Douglas skippered her around the lake course with a crew of 16-year-olds.

There was Barlovento. a 6 5 ' schooner

designed by C o x and Stevens in 1932 as a wed­ding present for Pierre du Pont III. Her owner. Cra ig Downey, has her beautifully restored and sail ing like a thoroughbred.

The 30 Square Meter Bijou was there too. dazzl ingly finished in the color "varnish" and impeccable sailed by owners Tina Gilbert at helm and Russel de Lombard on foredeck.

The winner of the Center Cup Perpetual Trophy for first to finish was the 72 ' sloop Rage designed by T o m W y l i e and built, owned and sailed by Steve and Nancy Rander of Schooner Creek Boat Works in Port land, Oregon. The Randers invited everyone and their pet p ig to crew on Rage because (a) Steve and Nancy are sociable beings and (b) Rage is a sail ing dinghy on hormones and needs as much movable bal­last as possible.

First on corrected time and winner of the Ed Clark Classic Yacht Race Perpetual Trophy was Seattle's Maltese Falcon, a 4 2 ' Ed M o n k designed ketch built by C e c i l Foss of Bainbridge Island in 1947 and owned by Roger Iida and J im Tupper. This is the second year in a row that Maltese Falcon has finished first in the Ed Clark race. Watch your handicap shrivel, Roger and Jim.

In s econd p lace was the g a f f cutter Barakah. a 25 ' W i l l i a m A t k i n design owned by T o m Scott of Port Townsend and built this year by the Northwest School of Wooden Boatbui ld­ing.

Third in the race was the W i l l i a m Garden designed 33 ' sloop Aura, built by the Blanchard Boatworks in 1949 and owned by Ward Fay of Bel l ingham. This vessel was designed by Gar­den as a stock cruising boat for the Blanchard Boat C o . They built nine; C W B owns "Blanchard 33" N o . 7, Seawind. T w o years ago we sailed Seawind to the Class ic Boat Festival in Vic tor ia . B . C . W i l l i a m Garden came down to look over the fleet and asked one of the Best Boat judges. Bent Jesperson, who had designed Seawind. " Y o u d i d ! " One hopes Garden thought wel l of the design. We do.

The Festival was a kaleidoscope of hap­penings, including Frank Orr and his steam-pow­ered saw, Cory Freedman sewing skin on an Aleut Ba ida rka repl ica , Lee Ehrheart g i v i n g caulking demonstrations. Kei th Marks bui lding a skiff. Rich K o l i n making half models, J im Gass work ing on a miniature square rigger, face paint­ing, folk music. Puget Sound Mar i t ime ' s historic ship photos and models. L u k e Tornatzky and Dutch Mostert painting festival scenes on the site, marlinspike work by Steve Osborn, boat name graphics by Art Knowles, laminating by Art Tho­mas.

Ta lks by Steve Phi l ipp on the maritime sk i l l s of Puget Sound ' s first people . N a n c y Rander on racing to Hawai i with an al l-women crew. Steve Rander on racing Rage to Hawai i in

record setting time, Lee Ehrheart on restoring the Clearwater, Kei th Marks on tools. Lee Ehr­heart and friends on how to buy a wooden boat, L e i f Karlsen on V i k i n g navigation. Margaret Lit t le on the Lifes l ing.

Our Quick & Daring Boatbui ld ing C o n ­test was, as always, semi-serious, semi-wacky. We aim to have the boats built fast whi le cost­ing little and designed imaginatively, but they also should perform wel l . So the best Q & D boats combine the practical and the ridiculous to be­come, wel l , U F O s - Unusual Float ing Objects. This year's unusual ideas included Bamboozler, a canvas-over-bamboo-framing double-ender built by Angela V a n Ecken and Randall Saw­yer. The bamboo was so green the leaves were still attached.

Another, S.S. Vacant Lot built by Lee Boot and Eric Loew, was a corrugated cardboard catamaran. To soften the smooth, seamless hull and involve the cellulose fiber source of the boat, a weed garden was planted on its wide deck. When afloat with crew, Vacant Lot looked more like an endangered wetland.

Golden Chincopin, a Mark Bennett and Sam Connal ly production, was a p lywood hull reminiscent of an O . K . Dinghy. They did it by cutt ing darts in the p l y w o o d and bending it around bulkheads. It was a clever adaptation of plywood and a stylish design. Golden Chincopin was sponsored by Compton Lumber.

Cross Cutty Sark, a Crosscut Hardwoods-sponsored entry, was a tried and true double-ended pirogue - the kind that pokes around the Okefenokee swamp amidst the alligators and live oaks. Frank Starr and James M c M u l l e n knocked the pirogue together the fastest - 4 hours and 35 minutes.

Sharpie Jubilee was built by Catie Chap l in and Sean Kennedy. The Wooden Boat Shop was the sponsor. The design was a time-tested tran­som stern s k i f f w i t h a cat schooner r i g and leeboard. It was an Amer ican classic tastefully finished off with a navy blue hul l and sky blue tarp sails.

Don Henderson and T i m Hendrickson cre­ated Slap Stick, a round bottom punt with longi­tudinal stringers over p l y w o o d bulkheads and doorskin covering. Slap Stick reminded one of a crayon split vertically.

Scott Durkee and John L o n g came up with Gesundheit'., a transom-sterned sk i f f featuring an aft mast with two headsails (the after one was sheeted to a wishbone boomkin). Gesundheit! had a long foredeck with reverse sheer in the ciga­rette boat style. Steering was an old sportscar wheel midships, rigged to a stub tiller.

When the dust of the building and the spray of the racing settled, the judges totaled points for speed of bui ld ing, cost of materials, originali ty, esthetics, showmanship, design worth keeping, speed under sail and oar and tool weight. Cross Cutty Sark was first. Sharpie Jubilee second and Gesundheit! t h i rd . No boats sunk, a l though Bamboozler and S.S. Vacant Lot became some­what awash and too sluggish to finish on their own power. The People's Choice for Best Quick & Daring Boat was Sharpie Jubilee.

There never was or ever w i l l be a Wooden Boat Fest ival without the freely donated time, materials and money of our loyal supporters. One hundred and twenty-three volunteers contributed 1,012 hours from fix-up to set-up to putting away and cleaning up the site. A n d that's not counting the planning, permits and publici ty for the whole blast.

T R U S T E E S C O R N E R Board meetings are held the second Tuesday of the month. All members welcome. However, any new business should be brought before the relevant committees first. We ask that visitors not disturb the meetings.

C W B ' s new Executive Director: The hir­ing committee w i l l be interviewing the final­ists in the beginning of September with the goal of having the new Director on board by Octo­ber 1. 1995.

The Trustees are still looking for skilled volunteers to help with the committees. This is an excellent way to contribute something truly valuable to the Center and to get a better understanding of the way things work around here. Avai lable committees are: Program, Mar ­keting. Cama Beach and Curatorial. Contact Roger at C W B for more information.

The Marketing Committee and Dennis

Palmer have arranged to have pro-bono ads pro­duced and publ ished in several local boating magazines i nc lud ing Northwest Yachting and 48°N. Congratulations for a job wel l done.

CWB Board of Trustees Celeste Archambault William K. Blethen

Caren Crandall Chuck Edwards (Treasurer)

Steve Excell Lin Folsom Bi l l Keasler

Carter Kerr (President) Blake Lewis

Scott Rohrer (Vice President) Ron Snyder

Bob Tapp (Secretary) Bil l Van Vlack

Our friends who gave us good stuff were Bartell Drugs stocking our aid station and A la Francaise, B o n A i r Winery, E m i l y Warner and Mangetout Caterers. Red Hook Brewery and Stolt Sea Farm, all contributing to the Auct ion refresh­ments.

Our beautiful poster art was donated by L u k e T o r n a t z k y and the p r i n t i n g o f K / P Graphics .Volunteer party contributions came from Clark Cundy and Mari t ime Pacific Brew­ery. The Naval Reserve Readiness Center lent us their site once more, earning our eternal gratitude.

The Wooden Boat Festival was another cruise on the wide sea of public benefit. We think we accomplished our mission of g iv ing a lot of people fun and information about good wooden boats. - D i c k Wagner

T H E WRECK OF T H E WESTWARD HO

by Steve Oshorn

It was a quiet Sunday morning, that first of . June. Jim had sailed his Cal -20 , Westward Ho, from Richmond to Pil lar Point Harbor on Half M o o n Bay on Friday. Friday had started pretty calm, but turned into quite a sleigh ride in the afternoon. He had arrived tired but happy from his first actual passage at sea. As he rounded the breakwater he thought the sun had set with the fabled green flash. " W o w ! That's a good omen." he thought.

He had gone ashore and had dinner at the Seagull Inn. then anchored in the harbor for a well-earned rest. Saturday was make and mend. He slept in. finished a novel, fixed a brunch, then spent the afternoon tidying up the boat and watch­ing the gulls harry a shoal of bait fish in the chan­nel mouth.

He set the alarm early for Sunday. It was calm with a low overcast he figured would burn off by noon. The weather report was for small craft advisories, northwest 15-30 knots.

"Same weather I came d o w n i n . " he snorted. "Enough wind to provide some fun."

He heated a can of hash, fried an egg to top it and toasted some bread. A quick dishwash. a last cup of coffee poured and he pulled the hook. The outboard sputtered, then settled down, he powered out past the breakwater, then offshore to the channel marker. By this time the wind was beginning to riffle the water so he made sail, stowed the outboard and sipped the last of his coffee.

As Westward Ho beat her way from Pil lar Point around Montara. the wind increased and the long swel l began to bui ld short, breaking crests on top of them

J im took a dol lop of spray in the face, which was fun; then a sol id wave top soaked him to the skin. The boat was sail ing steadily but needed a careful hand at the helm, so Jim reached in through the companionway, grabbed his o i l ­skins and hauled them on over his wet clothes That broke the wind and he felt a bit warmer.

As the wind continued to increase, the sloop lay still farther over in the gusts. J im de­cided to put in a reef and change j ibs. Westward Ho became a w i ld thing as she luffed and fell off , the j ib alternately flogging, then f i l l ing with explosive force while J im wrestled with sticking slides and seldom-used reefing lines. By the time

the main was reefed, he was sweating under his oilies, wi th every muscle in his arms quivering. By now, the j i b had a tear in it and the weather j i b sheet had parceled and served itself around shrouds, lifelines and anything else it could get a wrap on. He cast off the j i b halyard and started wrestling the sail down. As he sat on the foredeck, his legs cramped and he had to flop over on his stomach to straighten them. Jib finally down and muzzled, he began disentangling the j i b sheets.

He g l anced to l eeward and M o n t a r a seemed much closer. No time to dog it now, got to get the number two on her.

He stuffed the damaged j i b below, hauled out the number two bag and dragged it forward. Montara looked awfully close now. The short, steep seas were burying her bow regularly. F i ­nally, the j i b was hanked on. He bent on the hal­yard and sheets and hoisted the sail , the f logging sheets stinging his ears and arms as he swigged the halyard of f and belayed it. He gratefully crawled back to the cockpit.

F ina l ly , Westward Ho was under control again! He sheeted the main and j ib as closehauled as he could and once more headed north. The sea looked like curdled cream to windward but, with his weight out of the bow, she was shipping much less water.

" W i s h I 'd made some sandwiches and cof­fee," he thought. As he cooled of f from his exer­tions, he began to shiver. Montara was finally beginning to fall astern, but he was still close inshore, just paralleling the beach on this tack.

If I can hold this course past the Cliff House, I've got it made. I can stay inside South Shoal. If I can just keep from freezing to death!

He experimented with lashing the helm, which had worked wel l in calm water, but as she pitched into the seas she would alternately luff and lose way, then fall o f f and be knocked flat until she gained speed again. Finally, he crouched in the companionway, alternately ducking below to snatch at some dry clothes, then reaching back to grab the helm and straighten her out. It was a long process as he pulled of f his oilies, stripped of f his wet clothes one item at a time and then dressed. By the time he had a change of clothes, a woo l sweater and his oil ies back on, he was half drenched with sweat again but, on the whole, he felt better. Us ing the same technique, he spread some peanut butter on pilot bread and wolfed that down, fol lowed by a couple of cups of wa­ter.

By the time he was finished and settled back in the cockpit . Westward Ho seemed to be still closer to shore but she had moved farther up the coast and Ocean Beach was stretching out ahead of h im. He was desperately tired now. H i s arms were beginning to quiver again, he was cold and wet and Ocean Beach looked like it stretched out forever. The increasing wind was laying the sloop over farther and she was making more lee­

way. He kept watching the seas to leeward. The breakers seemed awfully close but, if he could just go a few more miles, he would turn the cor­ner into the Golden Gate. He began pinching her a little tighter into the wind to try to gain some sea room but the surf line kept edging closer.

Suddenly, he was startled by a loud pul­sating sound behind him. He glanced up and saw a Coast Guard helicopter hovering just off his starboard quarter, pacing him.

Someone must have seen me from the shore and called them.

The bullhorn from the chopper cut through the wind: "Attention skipper. The Fort Point life­boat is underway to your position. E T A about 35 minutes. Wave your arm if you understand. We w i l l stand by until it arrives."

J im waved his arm vigorously. Thank god they're here. I'm safe!

While his attention wavered, Westward Ho had edged a little closer to the surf. N o w he con­centrated with every fiber of his being on keep­ing her headed as far out as he could drive her, but inch by inch she was approaching the curl­ing crests. As he rode over the top of each sea, he craned to see if the lifeboat was approaching. His whole life now seemed to contract to the simple goal of staying closehauled and waiting for the lifeboat. The beat of the chopper blades behind h im was becoming almost hypnotic, a counterpoint to the roaring wind and the hiss of the seas as they passed under him.

There she is! He saw a dot of white ahead of h im that d idn ' t vanish like a whitecap but stayed in the same spot, just s lowly g rowing larger. The lifeboat was rol l ing heavily, the seas slamming into her starboard side sending tons of spray breaking clear over her. Closer she came. Wi th a hiss and a roar, the outermost row of breakers curled over just a few yards shoreward of Westward Ho.

Damn, damn, damn, hurry up and get me before the surf does!

J im stared, mesmerized by the surf, the approaching lifeboat, the beat of the rotors and his icy fatigue.

At last the surfboat seemed to suddenly materialize, passing by to windward of h im. A petty officer bullhorned h im: "Skipper , lower your sails and w e ' l l take you in tow.'"

The wind slammed Westward Ho flat as the surfboat went past. T h e s loop suddenly seemed to jump about 15 feet in the air; then, with a roar, the outer surf broke a few feet beside him.

I can't dowse the sails here; the surf will catch me before I can. I've got to tack.

He shoved over the helm and she came about, heading straight offshore. She took the

seas almost dead on and she pitched heavily, r iding over the steep crests. Spray flew over the weather bow continuously now. A l l he could think of was to get the canvas down and they would take care of h im. He eased the j i b sheet and started forward to haul it down. His move­ments were stiff and slow. He could hardly curl his f inge r s . H a l f w a l k i n g , h a l f c r a w l i n g , he moved forward and reached the mast. As he struggled to get the halyard of f the cleat, she took a steep pitch. He lost his hold and fell forward onto the j ib . He felt h imsel f hit the sail , then sud­denly he was under water!

He surfaced, coughing and sputtering, to see Westward Ho sai l ing away from him on the port tack, heading back up the coast, A splash next to him and he saw the chopper's rescue bas­ket approaching h im in the water. He grabbed the cage and hauled h imsel f into it. A sudden jerk and he was out of the water, being hoisted into the chopper. As he rose he saw the surfboat heading for home and watched Westward Ho sail gracefully into the first line of surf. She rose on the leading edge of the wave, looking like a surfer going into the tunnel. Over she went as the sea became vertical and the crest towered over her. curl ing and then breaking clear over the boat. The keel appeared in the foam, then she rolled upright without her spars, a welter of rigging and torn sails wrapped around her.

As the chopper headed for the beach, he watched the seas dr iv ing Westward Ho shore­ward, j e rk ing and s lamming as her keel ham­mered the sand, then being lifted farther in by the next breaker.

The petty officer in the chopper asked if he was O K . " I f you are all right, w e ' l l drop you at the beach. We have another c a l l . "

They set him down on Ocean Beach and lifted off. To the north he could see the surfboat thrashing her way around toward the "Gate" and home. A crowd of people was running down the beach with a line to try to salvage the sloop and drag her above the surf line. An old sailor with a couple of kids in tow walked up to him.

" W h y didn' t you tack offshore and get some sea room? "The sea is calmer out there and you have room to maneuver." '

J im looked at h im dul ly , then turned and walked away toward the wreck of his sloop, now nearly ashore.

C A M P IVEY by Roger Coulter

" O K , so y o u ' v e never sailed before. A sailboat has three controls: the ti l ler steers the boat, the mainsheet (that black rope) controls the sail and makes the boat go and your body weight keeps the boat flat. The til ler works backwards -push it right and y o u ' l l go left - y o u ' l l figure that one out in a few seconds. Y o u r body weight is easy too; just stay on the high side to keep the boat flat. A n d the sail is easy too. The goal with the sail is to always let the sail out as far as it can go without luffing - l ike a flag. Oh yeah, you can't steer directly into the wind , if the boom is hovering over your head you are pointing into the wind and you need to turn a little to one side." Push. A n d with that nearly a hundred hemophilia patients and families were sailing for the first time - by themselves.

Several weeks ago, L o r i H i g a , one o f C W B ' s stalwart volunteers, asked me if I would bring some boats up to Sunset Lake (south of Enumclaw) to teach sai l ing to a group of a hun­dred or so hemophil iac children. Hemophi l ia is a condition where blood doesn't clot, so small cuts and bruises can continue to bleed indefi­nitely. The 1980s brought a revolution to the hemophil ia population in the form of a "clotting agent" that could be injected into the b lood­stream, thereby a l lowing hemophiliacs a rela­tively normal life.

The camp, celebrating its 20th anniver­sary, was set up to show families and parents that both they and their children can lead normal lives. Nevertheless, I was more than a little worried. I don't know of any activity that leaves me more scraped and bruised than sai l ing and these kids can't afford scrapes and bruises. L o r i assured me it would be fine, the kids would know their l i m ­its and there would be plenty of nurses on hand

for the kids that didn't . Other than that, I was relishing the idea of a chance to teach kids again. K i d s are much better students than adults: they don't have exaggerated fears, they are w i l l i n g to experiment and, most importantly, they are not afraid of failing. In short, kids are easy to teach and the rewards are huge.

The obvious choice of boats was Alterna­tive School #I 's Clancys (the 9-1/2' tenders built by AS#1 eighth graders with a grant to C W B from the Seattle Neighborhood Fund). On M o n ­day afternoon, I loaded all five onto a truck and trailer and dragged them down to Sunset Lake -a misnomer since it wasn't really a lake, just a big pond surrounded by huge pine trees. Except for a random puff or two, a glassier surface I 've never seen, not a breath of wind . L o r i said there would be more wind the next day.

Tuesday morning L o r i was proved right and I started rigging the boats and wait ing for the first brave souls to try 'em out. It took me cl imbing in and buzzing around the pond to get it started but by afternoon there was a line wait­ing for boats. On ly two or three had been sail ing before so they all got the standard introduction to sail ing (see above) along with assurances that they couldn't do anything too bad on such a small lake. The new sailors ranged from 5-3/4 to 50 years o ld ; some were strong and healthy, one was in a wheelchair. Whole cabin teams came down and played tag on shore whi le they waited, then played tag on the water. Probably 60 to 100 people sailed for the first time during the three days. Several were absolute naturals, demonstrat­ing near perfect sail trim despite swir l ing and erratic winds.

The Center and AS # 1 got a b ig round of applause from the campers and staff. In turn, I would like to offer Camp IVey, and the Hemo­phil ia Foundation my thanks and congratulations for an outstanding program. There was never a

B A G A B U D D Y F O R C W B

It's always nice to do something good -even if the only reward you get is a warm, fuzzy feeling inside. But sometimes it's even better when your good deed carries a tangible reward with it. So here's a chance to do something good for C W B and get a little something for yourself in return.

A l l you have to do is go on out and Bag A Buddy For C W B and y o u ' l l get a duffel bag for yourself.

Un t i l the end of September - or until our supply of bags runs out - any current member of C W B who brings in a new paid membership w i l l receive a C W B duffel bag absolutely free. Not a bad deal when you consider that the duffels sell for $15.

Somewhere in your c i r c l e o f f a m i l y , friends and acquaintances is someone who would really appreciate al l that C W B has to offer and who just needs a nudge from you to convince him or her to j o i n up. Y o u can use the form to the right to sign up your buddy or you can drop by the Boathouse with your friend. As soon as the membership is paid for, you can pick up your duffel bag - and our thanks.

Because our supply of duffels is finite, we do have to l imit this offer to one duffel bag per member. But you don't have to limit yourself to bringing in just one new member.

Go on out and recruit a whole bunch of new members. W e ' v e got plenty of warm fuzzy feelings for everyone.

pause in activities, never a chance to even catch my breath. T i m e and again, I would go to lunch and expect to eat some "camp food," only to be met with some announcements, some jokes, a few short skits, two or three songs, all fol lowed by salmon burgers or barbecued chicken and a few more skits for good measure. In fact, there were fun and games at every opportunity. After a short­fall in fundraising for the camp the organizers and counselors brought such creativity, adven­ture and energy to the camp that I shudder to think what they cou ld do if they were ful ly funded. I 'm thrilled that The Center for Wooden Boats and Alternative School # 1 could contrib­ute to the fun and bring more people into the sail ing fold.

If you'd like to volunteer or contribute to the Hemophi l ia Foundation or next year 's Camp IVey , please contact Chris t ina Justinious, (206) 528-7759.

D A N L E E G O E S T O S E A He may live in the "Land of 10,000 Lakes"

but when Dan Lee, a 39-year-old construction worker from Minneapol is , wanted to learn to sail, there was only one lake and one school for h im: Lake Un ion and The Center for Wooden Boats. So on a dreary Thursday evening in late M a y . Dan boarded a red eye special at the Minneapo­lis/St. Paul Airport , curled up with visions of mainsails dancing in his head and winged his way 1.196 miles to his first sail ing lesson at C W B .

O K , I hear you skeptics out there. Why would a guy who lives in the middle of one of the major sail ing areas in the Midwes t come all the way to Seattle and C W B just to learn how to sail? Part of the reason, of course, was just an intense desire to learn to sail properly. But the major reason goes back to Dan ' s first visit to C W B in 1994.

H e ' d come to the Seattle area to c l imb M t . Rainier. The c l imb successfully completed, he and his ladyfriend. Renee Di l l ey of Seattle, were looking for something to do with the rest of their 4th of July weekend. Renee had heard Dan talk about being interested in sailing, so she suggested a visit to the Wooden Boat Festival. It changed Dan's life.

Back in Minneapol is , he 'd checked out a local yacht club with the idea of learning to sail and perhaps getting a small sailboat. H e ' d even gone to a yacht club meeting, only to come away with the feeling of being an outsider, a rookie in a world of snobbish veterans. So he really didn' t expect much when he came to C W B - and he was pleasantly surprised by what he found.

"Every th ing was so relaxed and comfort­able. I fell instantly welcome. The people were all so friendly. No one judged me for not know­ing port from starboard. No one tried to sell me anything." Whi le they were wandering the Fes­tival, Renee picked up a flyer for the Sai l N O W !

program and, back in Minneapolis later that year, Dan found a gift certificate for Sai l N O W ! under his Christmas tree.

There was only one problem. Dan ' s a skil led construction worker and he found his ser­vices more and more in demand. He was tired of cold and snow and eager to learn to sail, but the most time he could pry loose was a weekend. No problem, Dan, we told him. Come on out.

Fresh - wel l , maybe a little rumpled - o f f the plane, Dan arrived on a Friday morning ready to sail. A n d sail he did, stopping just long enough for a lunch break and then heading back out with another instructor. " I ' d been reading about sai l­ing for quite a while but to get hands-on experi­ence makes learning so much quicker. I l iked having different instructors too. I learned from their individual strengths and it made for very well-rounded instruction."

The weather cooperated and Dan got in a full weekend of sai l ing instruction, culminating in a solo sail at 3 p.m. Sunday - which left h im plenty of time to celebrate his new skil ls by j o i n ­ing some of the C W B crew for a late afternoon sail on the Yankee.

Tired but happy. Dan boarded a plane back to Minneapolis on Monday - but not before mak­ing some lifestyle decisions. Come September, Dan w i l l be moving to Seattle and looking for his first sailboat. He like to buy something big enough to live aboard. "Then I ' l l take some more lessons, get in some more experience and buy an extra can of beans every time I go shopping. When I have enough experience and enough beans and other stuff. I ' l l take off for other places around the world - by boat, of course."

Tha t ' s another th ing Dan l ikes about C W B . "Everyone in Minneapol is says I 'm crazy for thinking I can sail around the wor ld . But at the Center, I 'm with people who feel the way I feel about sailing, people who understand the dream."

See you in September. Dan! - Judie Romeo

CALENDAR OF EVENTS Every 3rd Friday C W B T H I R D F R I D A Y S P E A K E R S E R I E S 8 p.m. C W B Boathouse

Each month C W B finds a speaker of wit and experience to talk about his or her special k n o w l ­edge. It is also an opportunity for C W B mem­bers to meet one another and the staff. Refresh­ments served.

August 18. 1995 (Friday) C W B T H I R D F R I D A Y S P E A K E R S E R I E S Betty Pearce. Wor ld Voyager 8 p.m. C W B Boathouse

At the age of 56, Betty Pearce retired from the workaday world to begin a singlehanding off­shore odyssey that continued for 14 years. Sa i l ­ing a 30-foot fiberglass sloop, her passages cov­ered more than 50.000 miles all over the world. In July, 1993. she was marooned on a tiny coral atoll in the Indian Ocean when her ship was de­stroyed in a storm while she was ashore seeking medical aid. N o w Betty, who has her Master 's license, is back in the U .S . , l i v ing aboard her new boat (Kokope l i , a Morgan 32) in Lake Un ion , working as a yacht broker at Seacraft Yacht Sales and sharing the tales of her incredible voyage.

September 15. 1995 (Friday) C W B T H I R D F R I D A Y S P E A K E R S E R I E S Lew Barrett H o w To Manage A Yacht Restoration and Sur­vive

8 p.m. C W B Boathouse Talk about "Show and "Tell"! L e w w i l l bring

his latest ( third) restoration project, the 5 1 ' Monk-designed cruiser Rita, built in 1938. We w i l l hear from the battle-scarred veteran how he creates order out of chaos, including tricks in planning, how to select help and that there is more than one right way to do things. The Rita w i l l be the largest visual aid ever at a C W B Th i rd F r i ­day talk. As usual, the program is free and re­freshments w i l l be served.

September 29 - October 1 (Friday - Sunday) W O O D (Wooden Open One Design) R E G A T T A

This is a regional event in the W O O D re­gatta series begun by WoodenBoat magazine in 1992. The W O O D Regatta utilizes an equitable means of handicapping the total spectrum of clas­sic wooden racing classes. The event w i l l be run according to US Sa i l ing regulations, including entry fee differentials (A Twelve Meter pays more than an EI Toro dinghy.) There w i l l be awards by classes as wel l as an overall trophy, sponsored by WoodenBoat and Interlux. There w i l l be a wine and cheese reception and registration F r i ­day night at C W B . On Saturday there w i l l be morning registration, skipper 's meeting and af­ternoon races. On Sunday there w i l l be more races, fol lowed by a dinner and announcement

of the race results. A continental breakfast w i l l be served Saturday and Sunday. Ca l l C W B for further information: (206) 382-2628.

October 11. 1995 (Wednesday) T H A D K O Z A T A L L S H I P S P R E S E N T A T I O N $15 fundrais ing Dinner 6:30 p.m. - 9:30 p.m.. C W B Boathouse

A native Rhode Islander. Thad has photo­graphed the "Tall Ships" for over two decades. Educated in the mid-west wi th degrees from the University of M i c h i g a n and Northwestern U n i ­versity, his articles and essays have been pub­lished in Cruising World, SEA HISTORY, and Classic Boat.

The major events he has covered have in­cluded Operations Sail 1976. '86. and '92 in N e w York . Sai l Amsterdam 1985 and '90, Sai l Ham­burg 1989, Eurosai l 1993. Sai l Boston 1992 and 1984. L ' A r m a d a de la Liberte. Rouen "94. and the Cutty Sark T a l l Ships races of 1987. '89. '91, '93 and "94. In addition, he has sailed on the Pogoria . Zawisza , A lexandr i a . B i l l o f Rights . Concordia . M i r . to name a few.

His photographic credits include the N e w Y o r k Times. The Boston Globe, Op Sa i l '92. Eurosail ' 93 . Sai l Toronto 1994 and Windjam­mer. He now lives on Narragansett Bay with an office in Newport . R.I. , and his favorite subject is his 10-year-old son. Alexandre.

October 20. 1995 (Friday) T H I R D F R I D A Y S P E A K E R S E R I E S Tradit ional Boatbui ld ing in Japan 8:00 p.m. C W B Boathouse

Douglas Brooks , boatbuilder, writer and teacher, has recently made two extensive research trips to As ia , documenting boatbuilding in C h i n a Korea and Japan.

He w i l l give a slide talk on the state o f tradi­tional wooden boatbui lding in Japan ranging from dugout canoes to yachts. Brooks has found wooden boa tbu i ld ing , one of Japan's oldest crafts, is now in its twilight of existence, and he w i l l offer his opinions on why a culture which treasures its heritage crafts is a l lowing this to happen.

MARINE SKILLS WORKSHOPS

A l l year 'round (Classes Every Day in summer!) L E A R N T O " S A I L N O W ! " Fee: $ 125 per person (includes a one-year C W B membership) 11 a.m. &/o r 1:30 p.m. Saturday & / o r Sunday 5:30 p.m. Monday & Wednesday-Friday

Students w i l l graduate when able to sail a variety of keel, centerboard, sloop and catboats by instinct. Y o u may begin any Saturday, space permitting. Please call ahead for reservations.

For the student who is only free on week­days, or prefers to have one-on-one instruction, we continue to offer individual lessons ($20) on Weekdays. Ca l l for an appointment.

September 23-October 1. 1995 (Saturday - Sun­day) E R I C D O W ' S C A R V E L B O A T B U I L D I N G W O R K S H O P Fee: $550/$600 8:30 a.m. to 5:30 p.m. C W B Boatshop Instructor: Eric Dow

The instructor is a B r o o k l i n . Maine boat builder with extensive experience in building dinghys of classic design, incorporating al l the challenges of traditional boat building but on a manageable scale. The completed boat w i l l be to do so. The class w i l l build a carvel planked dinghy of classic design, incorporating all the challenges of traditional boat bui lding but on a manageable scale. The completed boat w i l l be launched on October 1. Bas ic w o o d w o r k i n g skil ls required; class limited to 7 students.

November 4 & 5, 1995 (Saturday & Sunday) L O F T I N G W O R K S H O P Fee: $115/$125 8:30 a.m. to 5:30 p.m. C W B Boathouse Instructor: Eric Hvalsoe Students w i l l loft a classic boat from a table of offsets. This workshop w i l l enable students to read plans and understand the arcane mysteries of bevels, rabbet lines, deductions and construc­

tion drawings. Er ic Hvalsoe is an experienced boatbuilder and designer. He has conducted loft­ing and boatbuilding workshops for more than 10 years. This class is highly recommended as a prerequisite for our boatbui ld ing workshops. L imi ted to 6 students.

November 11 & 12 (Saturday & Sunday) H A L F M O D E L W O R K S H O P Fee: $75/$100 9:00 a.m. - 5:00 p.m. C W B Boatshop Instructor: R ich K o l i n

The old way of a traditional art: shape a half model of a hull and. from those lines, scale up and build a boat. Countless thousands of schoo­ners, skiffs, smacks and others were thus crafted, even the great yacht America. The new way of this traditional art: find a boat whose lines and history are pleasing and capture its grace and essence by scaling down and constructing a half model of the hul l . In two consecutive days. R ich K o l i n , a boat builder for 25 years, w i l l teach stu­dents start-to-finish how to bring their favorite boat from plans to the fireplace mantel. Limited to 6 students.

November 18. 1995 (Saturday) P L A N E M A K I N G & C H I S E L U S E Fee: $70/$75 9 a.m. to 5 p.m. C W B Boatshop Instructor: Charl ie Mastro

Students each w i l l create their own planes under the guidance of the tool maestro himself. Charl ie w i l l cover the basics of the blade - sharp­ening and maintenance - and lead the class through the intricacies of shaping and forming the body of the plane and inserting the blade. Each student w i l l take home a tool that w i l l last a lifetime. Limi ted to 6 students.

NOTE: Fees indicate member/non-member costs. A $100 non-refundable deposit is required with registration for all boat building workshops, with the balance payable one week prior to the workshop. Pre-payment in full will insure your place in all other workshops. Classes with fewer than 4 students will be canceled or postponed.

Classifieds Classif ied A d s are available, free of charge, to C W B members. Please contact Roger a t C W B if you would like an ad to appear in Shavings or Sawdust. Ads must be resubmitted each month to appear.

F O R S A L E : The Center is sell ing the fo l lowing boats: 15' Thompson Runabout no engine $1500 19' Thompson hul l only 18" strip built Hazen Kayak $500 Port Mad i son Pram $500 Please cal l Roger for details: (206) 382-2628.

1946 Reinel l outboard motorboat. 16 ft. Needs new fastenings and caulking. No rot. $50. Russ Karns. (360) 733-0582.

37' Class ic M o n k designed sloop. Al Herman bui l t 1948. 4 - c y l . Greymar ine engine. N e w sta inless tanks. L o t s o f brass, b ronze and mahogany. $29,500. (206) 462-1449.

C l a s s i c runabout . 1958 W o l v e r i n e P l y l a p Speedboat with trailer. Mahogany interior and deck , o r i g i n a l a c c e s s o r i e s , 7 .5hp r e b u i l t Evinrude . Excel lent condi t ion . $3,000. (206) 868-4759 or (206) 822-5242. B i l l or Nancy .

12'8" mod i f i ed Ca t spaw D i n g h y . Lapstrake Western Red Cedar on Whi te Oak. Honduras mahogany, copper rivets. Near ly new. W i t h sail

r ig & one set 9' fir culler-style oars. $3,500. Contact M a r k Mar t in , (505) 537-0620. or lv. message at (503) 538-8090.

65 ' C o n v e r t e d T u g / L i v e a b o a r d . Seawor thy cruiser. 400hp turbocharged Enterprise diesels. Fami ly accommodations. Traditional brass and built-ins throughout. Charlotte, (360) 876-8984.

31 ' Classic Chinese Junk. Sol id teak wheelhouse. Perkins 4cy l . diesel. $8,500. (206) 781-8606.

15' Sea Kayak 25 lbs. W o o d Epoxy. $450. B i l l , (206)364-0194.

16' r e p l i c a o f She t l and Is land S i x e r n , l ug schooner r ig . T ra i l e r inc luded. $5 ,000. B i l l Boul ton. (206) 783-8415

E X C H A N G E : Carpenter Sk i l l s in Exchange for Rent: Large waterfront home with workshop in Three Tree Point area available for sharing in exchange for laying inlaid hardwood floor and other projects for boatbuilder. C a l l Doug , (206) 246-9242.

W A N T E D :

Boat C o v e r s to protect our boats f rom the elements and prevent costly boat maintenance. We w i l l also accept donations toward the cost of buying materials. C W B , (206) 382-2628.

Weather station for Cama Beach: wind direction,

velocity, gust indicator: barometer, wet/dry bulb thermometer. Barograph preferred to barometer. C W B , (206) 382-2628.

Boatbuilder: experienced, creative, energetic, good at talking to and working with people. Send letter of experience and how you can help with feas ib i l i ty study and grants leading to paid position bui ld ing a small replica of Vancouver ' s D i scove ry (1790) to: Puget Sound Mar i t ime M u s e u m , P . O . B o x 9731 . Seattle W A 98109, arm.: Col leen Wagner

M A K E Y O U R O W N D I T T Y B A G ! L e s l i e Oldham (former assistant at C W B ) w i l l hold a class on how to make her famous ditty bags. Classes w i l l be from 9:30 a.m. to 11:30 a.m. September 9 and September 16 at the Puget Sound Mar i t ime Museum, Chandler's Cove . $25 fee ($20 for P S M M members) inc ludes a l l materials . C l a s s l im i t ed to 10; reservations required. C a l l the Museum, (206) 624-3028, or Colleen, (206) 282-0985.