Cue dramatic organ music as camera zooms in on Gaviidae gliding across the water in the opening scene of As the Propeller Turns.
Julie [coming up the companionway steps]: What’s that noise?
Dan: What noise? I don’t hear anything.
Julie: Throttle back the engine and listen.
Dan [as he throttles back engine]: You mean that high-pitch ringing sound? That’s nothing, just another verse of the “New Boat Blues.” (Canned laughter; cue “New Boat Blues.”)
Camera pulls back from cockpit and Gaviidae to harmonica strains of the “New Boat Blues.”
Voice over with swelling organ: And with that another day passes while Dan and Julie float across the water As the Propeller Turns.
Ah yes, glamorous boat life! There are many who believe boat stands for Break Out Another Thousand and this summer with our new-to-us G41 has us joining those believers. This is not to say we are disappointed in our new boat – on the contrary. She has shown us what she is capable of and in those regards, we are very happy. And this has no reflection on Gozzard Yachts, who build fabulous boats and have provided amazing support.
No, our New Boat Blues stem from the fact that our boat is 14 years old and didn’t receive the love and attention that she deserved (required) over the last 5-6 years. Boat systems don’t like to sit idle, especially in a marine environment replete with salt air and water which are unrelenting in their abuse.
Then there is the background stress of wondering when the “next” thing will break. Or whether our most recent duct tape solution will actually hold until we arrive in a location that might just possibly have “the part” and/or experienced technicians to solve the problem(s).
The REAL Blues
In the time between launching the boat in Wickford, RI, May 5, to our arrival in Goderich, ON, July 18, we had the following problems (in general order of awareness or appearance):
- Leaking aft water tank (due to heeling we could not even keep it partially full)
- Bow thruster failure
- Seized water pumps for both AC/heat systems
- Catastrophic failure of the seawater pump that cools the engine (bad, very bad)
- Bow thruster solenoid failure
- Multiple cracks in the pump in the head leaking effluent (worse than bad)
- An automatic bilge pump that would never shut off
- Alternator failure – unrepairable (ka ching, ka ching)
- House water pump – for this we thankfully had a spare on board
- Failure of the mounting bracket for the rail-mounted propane grill which dropped the grill twice in heavy seas and resulted with Dan getting a new grill
- An engine that mysteriously needed more transmission fluid approximately every 50 hours
- A refrigerator that would freeze and a freezer that randomly shut down
- A propane heater that worked when it felt like it but never when it was cold. Usually punctuated with a couple of explosive, heart-stopping bangs.
- An occasionally functioning main fuel tank gauge which resulted in us running out of diesel on the Detroit River – can you call AAA from a boat? (Fortunately Gaviidae has a reserve tank, and we carry a couple jerry cans of fuel.)
- And the coup de grace was the loss of our inverter/charger and other electronics when a service tech (so-called “expert”) — looking for the cause of increasingly erratic alternator performance — arced the house battery bank. The big spark was accompanied by a very loud POP. The resultant surge through the boat’s electrical system also blew out the TV, the battery monitoring system, and the high-power transmission capability of our VHF radio. The tech — clearly overwhelmed by our complicated electrical system — never solved the alternator issues (see Alternator failure–above). None of the damage to the inverter and other equipment was discovered until after we left that service marina. All those devices worked before the electrician came aboard. Efforts to recoup our losses have so far been ignored. Ka ching, ka ching, ka ching.
Being completely honest here, the failure of our bow thruster solenoid occurred when a recently replaced cable on the house battery bank came loose and arced, causing a surge through the DC circuits while the bow thruster was engaged. That would be called, as Mike Gozzard so delicately phrased it, a “self-inflicted wound.” That arc also fried the Sony radio/CD player. As you might surmise from this litany of issues we had more than a few phone calls with Mike. I think we are now up to owing him not just a bottle or two of Bourbon but an entire case!
Some of the failures stopped us in our tracks. We used that down time to fetch our vehicle from Rhode Island and leap-frog it forward to wherever our current breakdown point was.
Relief in Sight
When we finally made it onto Lake Huron, we both had a sensation that all of our boat problems would instantly disappear once the Gozzard crew got onboard.
And to their credit, they dropped their other work and jumped aboard Gaviidae, which we docked at the Maitland Valley Marina in Goderich, and took care of the “essential” issues. Of course, they politely (as only Canadians do) asked us to get our friggin’ butts off the boat for a couple days. With that subtle hint we took off in a rental car to fetch our SUV that was waiting for us in North Tonawanda NY.
In our absence they pulled the very large fiberglass cover off the aft water tank to address the leak(s). In the process, they completely cleaned/bleached the tank so that it was ready for fresh water with no further treatment. They reattached the cover and fiberglassed all the holes that the prior owner had created when he tried to fix the leaks himself. The vapors were a bit on the strong side from the fiberglass adhesive, so we spent the night at our favorite local motel, The Dreamz Inn, where we ignore their rules about no beverages in the pool and whirlpool. We’ve stayed there so often, they just smile and nod their heads!
The Gozzards also “loaned” us an inverter/charger and battery monitor so we continue our summer sailing. Replacing that system will cost a few more BOAT units; expenses delayed for the time being thanks to the Gozzards. They took care of some other critical issues and we took care of a few things ourselves. After being dockside for a week, Liz Gozzard started harassing us to leave. “The summer is short and so is life,” she admonished more than once. “You need to get out of here.” Liz can be a bit direct at times.
Taking her advice, we re-provisioned and headed back out onto Lake Huron with the New Boat Blues playing a little softer in the background.
While in Goderich, we dropped more than a couple of BOAT units and knew more would have to be found. We may have to consider crowd-sourcing to help support our nautical lifestyle — or to finance a pilot of As the Propeller Turns.
July 26, 2017 Goderich Ontario 43°44.860’N 81°43.193’W 1061.9 Nautical Miles