Catamaran Tiki 26 – New Lifestyle. I hadn’t truly developed an interest in sailboats until I was a young adult. Then they enthralled me. I then for years and years followed the novelties, attended nautical fairs, read literature and finally decided to build my own 26 foot long catamaran.
There were so many new things, places and people rushing past me. Events succeeded with such speed and density, it never occurred to me to consider what would wait for me upon my return. It was too far away in the future. Only as I was returning, I really considered the thought, where to store the boat for the winter.
I ended my voyage in a shipyard in Izola, where they lifted the catamaran out of the water. It spent the winter on dry land, behind a fence in a secure place. I slept easily that winter and consequently had an empty wallet. Something had to change.
The catamaran spent the winter being taken apart at a top of a hill about 5 kilometres away from the sea. A lot of leaves fell from trees on it in autumn. The damage from it being transported twice and due to tree leaves that were on the deck the entire winter was so big that we needed to paint the catamaran.
At that time, I realized that the catamaran suffers the least damage if it spends the winter in water. Since the ports in the northern part of the Adriatic are extremely expensive (the cost for our catamaran is 5 thousand Euros per year), I went around it and found a cheaper quay. Such, where I need to take care of everything by myself.
Every time there was a storm in the Gulf of Trieste, I sat in my car and drove 170 kilometres away to my catamaran. Mostly, I didn’t need to do so, because everything was alright. But something unexpected did happen. Once, one of the four ropes became loose and the catamaran impaled on a pole. I found it at low tide with one hull raised high above water. There wasn’t much damage. Just a few scratches. I waited for the high tide and moored it securely again. In spring when the water became warmer, I removed the unfortunate pole. I sawed it away at the bottom.
Once, there was a very strong north wind of 110 knots per hour and it blew off the front cover of the right hull. I made a new one, because I couldn’t locate the old one.
In this time, I have met people who live there. And we became friends with the other captains of small boats. I now don’t drive down to the coast at every storm. If there is a problem, the phone rings. It’s that simple.
Even if I don’t go down for a whole winter, I definitely go in the spring time. If nothing else, it has to be checked if any water has been blown into the hulls or under the cover. Everything needs to be carefully wiped and dried out. If you leave water in a covered space unattended in the spring time when the sun is gaining strength, you will be surprised by a lot of mould in the cabins at your next visit.
Sometimes the wind blows in water no matter the obstacle. This happened now. The hulls contained about a decilitre or two of water and the cockpit, under the cover, where the anchor is stored, contained almost 10 litres. Under the lid? How could this be possible?