“When are you going to turn her over?” was probably one of the most asked questions in the first few months of building Kensa, closely followed by “How are you going to get her out of that shed?” (more of that to come) and “Do you fancy a quick early door?” The last one generally coming from either me or Simon as six o’clock came round and we caught a waft of cold lager drifting out of the Plume of Feathers door…..
Once we’d fitted the stainless keel band and bilge runners we were ready to turn her the right way up. Although Kensa fitted perfectly in the workshop, it didn’t leave too much room to manoeuvre…getting to the kettle was bad enough, but turning the entire hull was another matter. We armed ourselves with tyres, rolls of old carpet and four brilliant and massively over-qualified volunteers; Bob, Robin, Oliver and Aaron; all of whom have worked professionally moving boats, building them, mending them or sailing them. Carlsberg don’t do turning over teams, but if they did…..
Between the six of us we managed to successfully turn Kensa over in the workshop without having to do more than take one of the strip light bulbs out to give us a bit more height to work with. We turned her on her side first and steadied her there, shifting carpets and tyres to support her. Then we slid her across to the other side of the workshop and turned her the rest of the way. It was momentous, but happily for all the right reasons!
Seeing our boat the right way up for the first time was a brilliant moment, filled with a bizarre mixture of pride and relief. For weeks we’d been craning our heads round trying to see how she’d look by bending down and looking at her upside down behind us, which did little other than induce dizziness and some explaining to do if anybody happened to walk around the corner and up the path at that moment. So today was very special indeed!
If you can imagine the feeling of having spent a long time making a cake and getting to the point of turning it out of the tin willing it to stay in one piece and look as you’d hoped (I can, just about, although I can’t say it’s a regular occurrence) and then times that by a lot you will have an idea of how it felt today. And even better to get in and stand in your cake for the very first time! Lush.