After a couple of years in storage, we brought her to a half built
barn dedicated to house her restoration. Because by now the hull was dry
and unstable and the roof of the barn ruled out the use of a crane, "Emile's
house moving" was called in. Of the same vintage as the lady he was
to move ten miles down the road, Emile showed up with an equally old truck,
metal beams, stacks of lumber, jacks and a pair of airplane wheels. One
of which seamed very worn down and of lesser diameter. "Oh don't worry
he say's, that's to compensate the crown of the road... Remember to put
it on the left side". 
Having decided that we where handy enough he left us with some good advice and the pile of materials, off to a more pressing job.

Built in 1924 by John Hacker, this beautiful 54'commuter is undergoing a major restoration.
It all started...

By an act of self sabotage by this old lady whose
glory days, she taught, where over and long gone...
Well, after a two week make-over and looking semi acceptable form a safe distance, she managed to sneak into one of those marinas who would rather see old wooden boats somewhere else than on their yard...
Officially she hadn't been out of the water in a
couple of seasons. The truth is that we couldn't figure out when she had been
hauled last. Ten years was a minimum. And the lady at the yard was nice enough
to not want to know. The assurance that the boat would not actually touch
the ground of the marina, but merely be loaded onto a waiting truck was somewhat
convincing enough. We new that after spending time in and below the water,
she was going to be stiff enough to resist the temptation to humiliate us
and crumble in the travelift, but still it was pretty hair raising experience.
Ms HAVERSHAM