Showing posts with label Seamanship. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Seamanship. Show all posts

Wednesday, October 16, 2013

Slingerbardun


25mm skav hämpa stropp

Chafe - Skav


Slingerbardun mantellopartalja under block

On the old strop - På den gammal stroppen


Nytt kort splits

So I shall splice up a new one - Så jag ska splitsa upp en ny


Jävlar coolt kläda trä

Worm, parcel, and serve - Tira, smärta, och kläda


Tuesday, October 15, 2013

Should We Parcel Our Rig?

Has been some question to parcel or not to parcel.  One thought is that parceling will hold in the moisture, cause rot, and thus be not worth the time and energy to clap it on. 

I have seen the description of worming and parceling in some salty old books and technical descriptions of rigging from the days of tarry hemp rigs.  See: "The Elements and practice of Rigging And Seamanship"  Should we parcel just because someone took the time to typeset during the early days of the printing press? 

When I first started sailing the Eastindiaman Gothenburg, the rigging was quite new.  Some rigging had been paceled, some not.  Now as she has been sailing for around a decade, I am able to get a feel for where rigging is showing signs of aging, or where it fails.

Here is a piece of rigging that has been wormed, parceled, served, and tarred between all of those steps.

A close up view of a piece of hemp rope rigging from near the waterline of Ostindiefararen Göteborg being serviced by Woodrow Wiest (not pictured).  The hardened tarry service yarn is being removed to expose the parcelling beneath it.  Ridges of hardened tar can be seen standing where the gaps in the service yarn created by the rigging stretching over time.  A wound ball of yarn since removed lies blurred on the ground in the background.

Hemp stretches slowly over time, and service that is laid on can aquire a small gap inbetween each turn.  Here one can see the parceling doing its job.  It is holding in the tar, and in the small gaps of the service the tar has built up on top.  Under the service the hemp is in very nice condition.  The yarns are all clearly visible, have a nice tarry brown color, are free of rot, and unscathed.

Bumkin Outhaul / Fockhalsdävert Uthal

service, klädning
Clapping on service / Klädning

Monday, May 14, 2012

shrouds

Penelope deserves a little attention, even if it is only for a few short minutes a day.  Stretching hemp, splicing bullseyes, the smell of pine tar, fantastic.  What is this, the Gothenburg?  No, but I'm stoked regardless.

hemp, pine tar, wood, bullseyes, splice

Speaking of stoked, Erik graced me with his presence today.  There hasn't been two jeeps undergoing simultaneous fabrication or repair here for ages!

erik, jeeps, daryl

Tuesday, May 8, 2012

Penelope - wheel taking shape

Penelope's wheel
I don't have a lathe, router, or handy sanding drums.  Perhaps patience will have to shape her.

Thursday, May 3, 2012

Updates on Penelope

On my way to sailing a Weekender class pocket yacht.

well, she floats!

Won't be long now I hope!

Sunday, April 22, 2012

easychair

A fun little job that puts several skills to work.


 start with some sailmaking

flat seam, straight stitch
table saw joint

little light carpentry








oak batton

a spot of rigging

a few back hitches in manilla cordseized eye



et voir là!

one handcrafted, natural canvas porch swing

Sunday, March 15, 2009

Fid

n. a tapered implement, made of wood, iron, bone, or other dense workable material, used to aid in splicing by separating strands of a rope.

In February of this year I had the pleasure of visiting Her Majesty's Historic Shipyard in Portsmouth, United Kingdom. With two historic ships amazingly intact, and half of a preserved hull from a sixteenth century warship, the Mary Rose, this piece of history is one of a kind, and definitely well worth the visit for me. I only wish I could have spent weeks there researching those vessels.

After inspection of the HMS Victory via a guided tour, I got to talking to Ben, the officer on duty for the day. He was very enthusiastic about the ship and eager to chat with me about her, two traits I really appreciated. I can not recall how long we were engaged in conversation. As we discussed rigging and the hull, our chats led us into a rigging workshop that is due to be demolished to make way for the new Mary Rose museum. Ben handed me a piece of copper sheeting removed from the hull as he told me about some of the various methods of preservation and maintenance, like the removal of most of the copper sheeting since the ship will most likely never touch water again, and told me to keep it. I was also graciously gifted a trunnel from the upper deck replacement and quite a large shiver of a deck beam. The people at the airport didn't seem to like my gifts as much as I did. Even though "Piece of oak" is not listed in the dangerous, do not carry on and airplane list.

Upon returning to Sweden, and after proudly showing off my cool new souvenirs, I had decided to turn the unusable hunk of history into a nice, salty, usable tool; a fid. I knew immediately that I did not want any sort of modern implement to come anywhere near my 250 year old relic, so I climbed aboard the East Indiaman and went straight for the carpenter. One of the coolest tools on board was the smithed draw knife, which was just about perfect for the job I was about to accomplish. I worked the oak into a nice shape relrelatively quickly. After completely to my liking I massaged in a couple coats of linseed oil to give it some traditional protection, not to mention a beautiful almond color.

The piece of oak was large enough to wield a nice wide 14" fid, a perfect complement to my ditty bag. I can not wait to put it to use! There is definitely some hardcore tallship street-cred to have not only a hand carved oak fid, but a relic in the ditty bag. The spirit of Nelson himself is in that fid!

Sunday, March 1, 2009

Yarn

Definition: One of the threads of which a rope is composed.

Not too much has happened with me this weekend by way of ships. Malin and I took a bone-chilling bike ride into Stenungsund for some relaxing reading in the semi-comfortable couches of Espresso House, which look out over the empty marina and a nice Swedish archipelago background. But mostly I have simply been relaxing with Malin and her family at home, having fika, watching Let's Dance and the Melodifestivalen. The latter two I am not so entirely proud of so let's move on shall we?

As far as my hobby and passion, I spliced and served up some cringles on my rig bag. The only difficulty in this was that I didn't necessarily have what one would call rope. What I did have were various lengths of short hemp yarns and fibers that have been salvaged from their unfortunate fate of the trash cans at the shipyard. I first spun up some three strands with two yarns in each, then for the fun of it I laid them into a short rope. That was my actual first experience with laying up a rope completely by hand. I have made rope before with various rope making tools. I look forward to, hopefully very soon, when we will lay up the new rigging for the East Indiaman. As for the bag cringles, I had split the short rope back into three strands and laid them up through the stitched eyes and into cringles, and served them with some leftover yarns. The bag is coming along nicely. Since my tool collection is now acceptable for the moment, I will stitch in some pockets along the inside to fit them. I plan on splicing up a nice lanyard and a cringle to receive it on the bottom bolt rope for throwing it over my shoulder when it isn't to be hoisted up to me.

Is this an acceptable amount of description? Should I go into further detail on the how it's done side of things? Is it too much?