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Some stats on Harriette:

Builder: Guys at a Bar

LOA: 16"

Beam: 4"

Draft: 3"

Mast Height: 12"

Year: 2002

Hull: Newspaper

Displacement: 2 oz.

Sail Area: 1 sq.ft.

Rig: Sloop

One afternoon, after

several drinks...

Fun Stuff

Hey, ya gotta have a bit of fun every now and then, right?  This page is dedicated to silly stuff that happens from time to time with my fellow liveaboards. 

The Launching of Harriett

After an arduous adventure, be it a day sail on the mighty St. Johns River or a 1,200 mile round-trip voyage to Cuba, sailors in Jacksonville, Florida know where to go for their grog and good times--Harry's Seafood, Bar, and Grill. They understand us cruisers, and our affinity for the happy hour prices. They never cease to be amazed at how much half-price beer and wings can be consumed by us motley sailors and our buxom women during a 5-hour window.

Since this family establishment is slowly being transformed into a cruiser's hangout, we felt it was appropriate to introduce a nautical motif. But what to do? All of the traditional maritime watering hole accoutrements are in use. We can't spare a ship's wheel, dinghy oars, lanterns, or old line.  We simply have no kewl spare boat parts lying around!

One afternoon, after several drinks, we began to wonder how we could ever create a nautical atmosphere without biting into our cruising kitties.  After discussing the lack of funds and the bartender's incessant ranting about wanting a ship's wheel to hang behind the bottles of gin and vodka, I noticed my friend Jon Duffett twirling a bottle cap in his fingers. I grabbed it from him, and in very slurred speech, announced that THIS could be a ship's wheel! Ha, HA! Chris, the bartender who doesn't sail, looked at me doubtfully.

I explained to him that one time while sailing off the coast of St. Augustine, the ship's wheel on my boat was bitten off by a huge flying shark. Fortunately, I had beer bottles down below and simply popped the top off one and welded the cap to where the wheel had been. True, it wasn't as big as the wheel the shark had claimed, but it allowed me to steer with my fingertips.

He gave me an incredulous look, but it sparked an idea--a bottle cap for a ship's wheel! And if one can use a bottle cap for a wheel, then how about drinking straws for a mast? Maybe swizzle sticks for ribs and spreaders?  Tear a sail? All you need is a napkin from the bar! Forget fiberglass for the hull--newspaper works just fine!  We were on a roll!

Thus was hatched the materials list for a new breed of sailboat using only the materials available from the bar at Harry's. No expensive trip to West Marine for us! This was to be the ultimate sailing creation ever conceived and constructed by two drunken cruisers in a single afternoon. Lloyd's of London guidelines be damned!

And so, design and construction began (concurrently). Harry regulars watched in disbelief as we laid the keel with two joined straws. The gunwhales were shaped with even more straws and joined together with a bit of Scotch tape that had been conveniently left at the bar by a landlubber patron. Ribs were shaped with red swizzle sticks to give the hull her shear. Lots of eyes glared at us from around the bar. Taking a drink, pointing with their noses, and laughing at our endeavors. "What the hell are they doing? The fools!" their eyes glared at us.

It wasn't long, though, before our creation had the form of a hull. The laughter died down as soon as we stepped the mast. Then the unwanted advice of a dozen landlubbers began.

Hour upon hour of shaving straws to precise lengths, cutting newspaper to form the hull, and drinking countless gallons of the cheapest beer in Harry's offering finally produced a suitable boat. She's sloop rigged, draws 3", has an LOA of 16", and a beam of 4". She displaces nearly two full ounces.

The next morning, we were somewhat appalled by some of the minor flaws that had not been apparent the day before in the dim lighting of the bar. What we thought had been a true shear line the day before was later judged by a journeyman shipwright as being "a bit awkward."  We didn't include any running rigging in the design. We also forgot to make a companionway, so the cabin is totally inaccessible. Most surprising, upon sea trials, we learned that she doesn't sail well to windward.

Perhaps you think that your cruising pals can do a better job. The crew at Harry's hereby issues a formal challenge. Gather your friends at your favorite watering hole and, using only the things available at the bar, construct a sailboat of your own! Take photographs and send them to Bob Bitchin' of Latitudes and Attitudes Magazine. If he judges your craft to be more seaworthy and aesthetically appealing, then our crew will buy your crew a round of beer the next time you visit Harry's in Jacksonville.

Please drop me a line at: robert@sleepingwithoars.com

© 2007 by Robert Doty

  "One time while sailing off the coast of St. Augustine, the ship's wheel on my boat was bitten off by a huge flying shark. Fortunately, I had beer bottles down below and simply popped the top off one and welded the cap to where the wheel had been."