Taha’a to Moorea, or The mast and me
During our anchorage in Taha’a , Ayelet looked up at the mast and noticed that the track used for hoisting the mainsail was bent at the top. Uh-oh… another problem. Which meant I had to go up to the masthead again — something I really don’t enjoy. But this time, there was a twist! After ten years of procrastinating, we finally bought a proper harness for working at height, and I was about to try it for the very first time. Until now, because our mast has steps that you can climb (and because the previous owner told me that he used to climb them without any safety line at all), it always seemed obvious to simply climb the steps. Of course, I was responsible enough to secure myself with a partial harness attached to a halyard, but the climbing itself required my full strength, and once I was up there, I could only work with one hand while the other held on to the mast. Hard, awkward, and not fun at all. But now we tried a new technique with the new harness: I still climb the steps, ...