Things are moving in the shipyard these days. And by moving I mean up in the air. Today the crane was back to help us put the pieces of Mayflower II that have been missing for a while back in their rightful place.
To prepare for the reinstallation of the bowsprit we made a pattern that reperesents the section of the bow sprit that runs down from the beakhead deck to the lower deck. Making the pattern was supposed to make it easier to install the bowsprit. The new deck work includes the supporting structure for the bowsprit.
So the pattern helped, somewhat. It turns out the tolerances between the bottom of the deck beam and the top of the deck blocking is pretty darn close. The crane operator was very patient. He is paid by the hour so I can understand one reason for his patiences.
About four hours after we started the bowsprit was in place.
Next up today was the rudder. The scale on the crane said it weighs in at 3,500 lbs.
Funny thing, the crane operator is the man standing at the back of the rudder, holding on to it with one hand. He has a remote control box for the crane, which comes in handy when you can’t see what you are picking up from the crane itself.
Some of the rudder pins, called pintles were worn and had to be replaced. Again, like the bowsprit and the deck beams, there is very close tolerance between the pintles and the gudgeons. (Gudgeons are the straps on the stern post through which the pintles must fit.) I won’t say the rudder took as long to fit as the bowsprit but I will say it don’t go in on the first try. Have I mentioned that we are doing the beakhead deck repair and Tony and his shipyard crew built the new rudder? Some how they finished just as the whistle for the end of the day went off.
We had to make new mast caps this winter in our shop for both the main and fore masts. They are made out of angelique and they are heavy. We used to haul the old ones up the mast with a block and tackle. I was very happy to let the crane operator do the lifting for us this time. I wasn’t so happy to have to climb up to the main mast working top to fit the cap in place. It was late, I was tired.