Haul Out by Truck and Tarping by Train & Bus…

Saturday was the day… But the Jeep was in “intensive care” — a few days before, Sassy’s faithful “land auxiliary” had to be transferred by “ambulance” due to a “transmission ailment”:

Last news from the “transmission surgeon” was that it looked operable, but no health insurance, though…) So, Ale fetched one of the shop trucks to haul Sassy out of the water. The first surprise was that the docks were frosty and slippery… and so was Sassy’s deck: getting the mast down was not for the faint of heart… Second surprise was that the outboard engine refused to start. Then I realized — third surprise — that the switch to choose between the internal or external tank was in the wrong position… (I never touch it… the wind perhaps…?). Eventually I got the engine going and after some juggling of the choke and the accelerator it soon warmed up and started moderating. The morning was cold but windless, so, the undocking from the slip, the docking at the ramp and the haul out itself were uneventful (after eleven years (!) I am starting to know the drill…):

By mid-morning, Sassy and her trailer were tucked at the back of the yard of Ale’s shop:

And today Monday, duly masked, I took bus #40 in the Elmvale Plaza to get to the St. Laurent Centre where I jumped on train #1 East for a ride to its terminal in Blair Station. Once there. I hopped on bus #25 that delivered me a short walk away from Ale’s shop. The cockpit was dried the best I could (it was drizzling), the anchor light was protected with a can and pads were installed along the mast to protect the tarp from ripping under the weight of the ice that could accumulate over winter. Then the tarp was pulled up and Sassy almost entirely disappeared under it…:

Back at the St Laurent Centre, the scent of Cinnabons was too strong to pass by and a couple found their way home…

Happy hibernation, Sassy! With some luck, I’ll be waking you up in the early Spring…