This past summer’s short expedition to Maine was intended mostly as a shakedown cruise, a chance to put some serious miles on the boat and gauge the effects of the past year’s worth of repairs and upgrades. I should, of course, had taken more notice of the other dictionary definition of “shakedown”—a form of extortion. You’d have thought that after so much diligent work and expenditure I’d have been rewarded with some stress-free cruising. But no, I returned with a punch list considerably longer than the one I’d left with.
Some of this I’d expected, some not. The new sheet winches, for instance, are exceedingly effective, but their bases are two inches shorter than the ones they replaced, which I soon discovered was enough to change the lead from the…
