We tidied up the pond...
...cleared the bog-garden-that-was
...a water-feature that was leaking
Enjoying the delights of the moors
Waiting for John
On her way to the painting shed, John at the tiller
Newly-arrived in the painting shed
All of her external fittings are removed,
and a start is made on stripping off her paint
Windows and doors are removed, the holes masked, and grit-blasting begins...
...and is finished
She is naked. Cold, clean steel. Grey and dead-looking.
Once primed, she looks smarter already!
Kantara’s roof was finished now, the rest of her was fully primed,
undercoated several times, and ready for the finishing coats.
We beavered away at the painting of the solar panel frames...
...the stern drawers
and the side and rear door panels
Grace practising her roses and castles
Kantara was finally ready to leave. And she looked wonderful!
She glowed, she shone, she dazzled.
And the signwriting was superb, too. A compass on the sliding hatch...
and another, smaller one on the gas locker hatch...
An "eye" motif at each side of the bow.
A scroll on each side of the cabin.
And "Kantara" writ large on the rear of the cabin.
Underneath each name, Jon had painted a white ellipse...
I could see my reflection in the side...
Kantara was taken out of the shed, and we moored up just outside for a day.
...of course, we did have to drive Kantara back to Yelvertoft.
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