And Then There Were Two
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And Then There Were Two

And Then There Were Two

And then there were Two

I know it’s not too much to look at but here’s bridle leg splice no. 2 v2. To run the eye home required me to yank, pull, coax, and massage one end while the other was attached to mooring clear on the foredeck. The best part of the whole operation is that both legs are the same length.

So why all the fuss and bother with these bits of rope? Controlling how fast Seaburban is tobogganing down the faces of the waves and swell we’ll encounter down south is to tow something behind the boat. The bridle legs attach that something to chainplates on both quarters of the boat. The chainplates are through-bolted to the hull and are designed to be strong enough deal with loads come to the weight of the whole boat. If the bridle legs fail then there’s trouble with a capital ‘T’.

Having sweated it out on deck finishing the splice, I brought it inside to show Salty. Roused from a deep sleep, he looked it over and pointed a flipper at the whipping at the throat of the eye and then fell fast asleep.

Pride and great falls indeed! Sure enough, I had doubled over some of the turns of twine. Score one for Sir Salty Master-McSplicer.

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