The nitty gritty

Our sailboat "Bliss" is in the workyard getting some badly needed repairs and a few cosmetic touch-ups. The Capt has been dutifully showing up daily to do his part, and now it's my turn to get involved. He feels I could do some sanding without causing too much damage, so a couple of days ago I donned my grubbies and reported for duty.

"Come to the Dark Side, Luke"

I'm hand-sanding, since I'm working on narrow wooden trim in the galley, where we don't want to kick up a lot of sawdust and incur extra cleanup. To avoid breathing what sawdust there is, I asked for a mask, and was provided with this serious piece of gear. After two hours in this little facial sauna I thought I'd done a pretty good job on the teak, but nooooo. It was going to require a lot more sanding.

Then the Capt told me I could take a break from sanding in the galley (wow, thanks!)..."and start on the wood in the cockpit." (Uh, OK)