We closed on our purchase of Logos on August 30 and sailed her to her new slip at Point Marina. We had a great trip up and an enjoyable few days over the long Labor Day weekend getting to know her, sailing her, and learning how to dock her (still working on that one!) We went back the following weekend to prepare her for Tropical Storm Gabrielle, which was forecast to come right over Oriental, but ended up passing to the east and being virtually unnoticeable at the marina. It was a good experience, though, as now we know what to do if a more serious storm or hurricane threatens.
On Monday, August 27, the Robert Paschal Burns Auditorium at the NCSU College of Design was named in memory of my dear father, who died in a car accident on October 28, 2005. Dad was much loved, respected, and admired as a professor and administrator at the College of Design for many years. His legacy will live on in a new lecture series to be held this auditorium in his honor.
Here are a few photos of the event, thanks to my brother Adam:
Uncle Norvel (Dad's youngest brother) and Adam's girlfriend Missy;
I am in background in black pants talking to my Aunt Betsy, Dad's sister
Paige with her children, Everet and Walker;
I am in background with Aunt Betsy
From left: my niece Everet, Norma (in white top), Uncles Norvel and Paul Burns
Adam and me
We had a fun weekend on the boat, but didn't get to sail because of an electrical problem. A 12-volt plug went pfffffftttt upon reaching the end of its natural life on Saturday, sending up some smoke from behind the engine starter panel for added excitement. Barry spent quite a bit of time working on the panel to understand why the blower switch no longer worked, and we appear to have a bad engine water temperature gauge on the panel now as well, so the repairs will have to wait until he can do more research.
I also got in on the repair action when our bimini zipper stitching tore when replacing it after taking it down in preparation for almost non-existent Tropical Storm Gabrielle. I used real sailmaker's tools and effected an imperfect but serviceable repair.
Ah well, I guess the trials and tribulations are all part of being a boatowner. But scenes like this morning fog over the creek make our blues all worthwhile....
