Monday, March 3, 2008

More Scenes from Thin Wolf's Launching

Our launching was attended by many of Port Townsend's finest citizens and some scalawags. Behind the camera for the following photos (so, unfortunately you don't get to see her) is Julie Knott, 2007 runner-up for Port Townsend citizen of the year. Thanks for the photos, Julie!



In addition to being Thin Wolf's ship's musician, Stig has been the most faithful of Thin Wolf's followers, often helping us out on the boat, particularly around happy hour.

.

.

Stephen helped us out around the boat yard when he wasn't at school, which was pretty much everyday.



For some reason Julie thought this was a good photo, something about showing off our good side? Just looks like a gang of boat yard workers to me.




Determined to launch. The tide waits for no man.

.

.

In addition to having the reputation as a safe, efficient passage maker, the Kelly-Peterson 44 also performs well as a cocktail party barge.



Jeane swung the champagne bottle, with fine form, and actually broke the bottle on the first hit. The 72 pound anchor didn't even flinch when struck -- but Luke and I sure did, worried that the bottle could blow up in Jeane's face or that Thin Wolf could be scratched.



The gang at P.T. Rigging calls us Calvin and Hobbs. I'm thinking we are more reminiscent of Wayne and Garth. Party On!



And here's a health to Thin Wolf.



Jeane the champagne princess.



Justin, rigger extraordinare and future Thin Wolf (?).



Signature colors that are required on any boat that is fit to carry Luke J. Tornatzky (see his flag paintings at http://lukejtornatzky.net/IndexPageLJT/GalleryRoom1/Room1bigs/Colours.html)





Contentment.


4 comments:

Brother Jeff said...

Don't keep telling me about how hard the work and preparation is, you appear to be having an awful lot of fun.......

Living the Dream

tillerman said...
This comment has been removed by the author.
tillerman said...
This comment has been removed by the author.
MissDaMeaner said...

May the stars shine at night and the bluest of skies be yours by day.

Love Always...
Marge