The two-day seminar started bright and early on Saturday morning, so we left Seattle on Friday to sail up to Port Townsend.
Although the the clouds threatened rain pretty much the whole time, we still had excellent wind and slivers of blue sky. By the time we popped out of the canal nearing Port Townsend, the winds started picking up from behind and we found ourselves swiftly hopping up and over white caps. It was quite a relief to arrive safely at Boat Haven and tie up for the night. Ah, Boat Haven.... our home away from home.
As soon as Vicky was settled in her slip, we made our way over the the Pourhouse, our other home away from home. Ty tried a pumpkin beer and a seasonal cider, both of which he gave rave reviews. Since I never try new things, I had white wine, which I also gave rave reviews.
The walk back to Vicky from the Pourhouse along the beach was gusty, but beautiful.
On Saturday morning, Ty and I walked across town from Boat Haven to the Sail Loft, which is located at the Point Hudson marina near the historic downtown of Port Townsend. The seminar was divided into four classes, three of which were hands one tutorials of pretty much every basic sailmaking or repairing skill. We learned how to sew in rings, repair rips and holes, attach various types of patches and chafe protections, and we even got to practice sewing seams on the large, industrial machines.
The Sail Loft a breathtaking place. Well, at least for me! Everywhere you look, there are assortments of tools and materials, organized on wooden shelves that extend from floor to ceiling.
We used punches to make holes before sewing in rings, but we also learned ways of sewing in rings without a punch, which I don't think many folks carry on their boats.
My favorite part of the seminar was the hand sewing classes, where we learned all the basic stitches that could be used for any repair job. We also practice sewing on leather, which required super heavy duty needles.
On Monday, we left Boat Haven around 7:30 in the morning to catch favorable currents for the trip home. One of our new sails -- the genoa -- was finished, so without too much trouble, we got it hung on the front roller furler and were able to sail home with her. Ty and I both thought that with the new genoa, Vicky was better able to sail close into the wind, which made for less tacking and a shorter trip home.








