Charlene visited Cambio for a sunset photoshoot. She’s got a great story to tell so visit her on Instagram at @model.charlene and make friends






Charlene visited Cambio for a sunset photoshoot. She’s got a great story to tell so visit her on Instagram at @model.charlene and make friends






Katie is a ball of energy. She’s a lifestyle coach and really fun to shoot. Here are some of her images. Find her on Instagram at @ktlifestyleshift






Friday June 17, 2022 Port Dalhousie
And another couple of days go by. No sailing since the epic sail with Lilianne and SteveO.
Fixed the lifering. Lost the tape I bought to do some wood gluing. Lost the needlenose plyers I think I need for the lifting harness for the motor. Putting off getting the box taken off ahead of the mast because I think some of the model pictures planned will look good with it. But when I take it off, it is a few Allen key set screws and untie the box. Unless I lose the Allen key.

Wednesday June 15, 2022 Port Dalhousie
Where does the time go? 5 days without sailing. But I got laundry done on one of those days, and some minor shopping for parts that should be in a particular store but are not, and therefore Amazon for a 2 day wait and slow it goes.
I had an 11 hour sail with Lilianne and SteveO. Perfect wind, waves and company and we got to within about 3nm from Toronto before we turned back for a total of about 34 nautical miles. It was my first night docking and Steve’s first ever docking and Steve pulled the right ropey things at the right time and the docking went beautifully. Great job SteveO!
Friday June 10, 2022, Port Dalhousie
I’m thinking that I want the vang and outhaul to come back into the cockpit. They currently terminate at the mast and that’s a long way to go to trim for a wind change (not that I am racing, but y’know). More later.
Thursday June 9, 2022 ATSR in Port Dalhousie
It’s amazing how 4 days go by so quickly since my last entry. I haven’t sailed since Saturday but have been cleaning and doing the odd fix here and there. The water ran out, and it shouldn’t have because we just filled it up. Rather than play “find the tap” I called Al the previous owner and he straightened me out. I have 3 tanks and while they are connected, they are connected by pipes that have off switches. We have only been drawing from the 25 gallon tank, which we did not refill. All is good now.
It raises the question, “What if I had been offshore and thought I had ran out of water?” These few months of familiarization are a critical education for me.
What is ATSR? In Nelson’s navy, if the captain didn’t want to write all the things his men were doing each day, he would enter ATSR in the log, which means “As The Service Requires”. Since I have to write the log and also do all the little stuff, which is important no matter how small, I think ATSR is appropriate.
I should finish the story about the podium and the lost life ring. My good friend Keith offered to help me pick up my dinghy and motor in Oakville. I asked him if we could go downtown first and pick up the life ring. Of course I had to tell the story to convince him. It was pouring rain when we got there. Keith double parked and I ran the 20 or so meters to the marina office.
I burst through the office door to get out of the rain and I must have looked like a madman, dripping wet with a fire in my eye. The first thing I saw besides two guys I didn’t know, was the Cambio life ring mounted on the wall like some glassy eyed bad taxidermy. “Hi, I’m with Cambio” (don’t show your intentions until you know theirs). They just looked up and said “There it is, Go Ahead and take it” and went on discussing lunch plans. I took it and ran out into the teaming rain.

I had two fitness pros visit the boat the other day. Cassie and Leslie were such a pleasure to shoot and we had a lot of fun. I really enjoy these sunset shoots and it’s a different use of Cambio. I’ll be doing more next summer.






Saturday June 4, 2022 Toronto Harbour to Port Dalhousie
What buffoonery (more to come) xx
Canon Road Trip was a bust. Not only were they not prepared when it started, but they had the address wrong and I burned out my back walking an extra kilometer distance. That’s not a lot for most, but until my back heals, it made me arrive angry and sore after planning the Uber and the ‘no walking’ strategy. The Canon staff were great however and the R3 was superb in a way that I’d never learn what all of them do and never use most of them. Give me the same quality in a simpler camera and I might like it more.
So we get back to the boat and the marina girl wants us to shove off asap at 11:30. So we fired up the engine and Rob started releasing the dock lines, with help from the girl. The wind was coming over the port bow and we were docked on the starboard side. For some reason the bow started pushing out and my stern ground into the dock and I had no choice but to “engage number 1 ahead”. The boat moved slowly ahead and I did a head check on Rob and the marina girl.
The worst sound I heard was the slow grinding as my life ring caught on the electrical podium and it bent over. After it had removed the life ring from the boat, the MOM overboard device caught the now falling podium. The podium ripped half off and finished bending it to the ground. There was no way to return to the dock without leaving, circling and coming back. In the middle of the big circle, while dodging the kayakers, small boats and bigger party boats, I asked Rob where the marina girl was. He said she went into her office, about 20 meters away.

So I called her. Something like:
ME: “Hey this is Cambio, sorry about that. We’ll come back and work things out.”
HER: “Oh that’s ok. The dock is under repair and we shouldn’t have put you there. Next time move up to the bigger dock. Do you want your life ring back?”
ME: “That’s ok, it is best we do not try to dock there again. Are you sure we’re square?”
HER: “Yes, it was going to be replaced anyway.”
So Cambio motored away towards the Eastern Gap with a clear conscience and a ton of anxiety. The life ring was left, amazingly, hanging on the hook on the dock that didn’t have a ring on it.
About 2 hours later I receive a phone call from a different worker at Marina Four. “Are you going to come back and get your life ring?”. “Yes, next week, if that’s ok.”. “Yea fine.”
No damage to Cambio except for losing the life ring ($200), and some incidental repairs to the MOM harness.
And we were off, out the Eastern Gap and into a beautiful sail across. Wind was a steady SW and we hit 8 knots in a 12 knot breeze a few times, close hauled and letting the adrenalin bake away in the wind and sun.
The tack took us almost to Olcott and then a few short tacks took us to Port Dalhousie.
On a more serious note, I was sitting there casting my eye down the backstay and was suddenly shocked to see that there was no cotter pin holding the shackle attachment together. If the shackle pin were to slip out, I’d lose the mast, probably. It took me about 3 minutes to slip my keys off a ring and insert the ring in the cotter pin hole. Now my challenge is to find a stainless-steel cotter ring or pin.

Friday June 3, 2022 Port Dalhousie –> Toronto
The squall hit about 3:30. More later. 😊
Left the dock at about 11 with Rob. I didn’t account for the light wind and especially the prop walk to the right when reversing and leaving the dock was a clusterfuck with squealing fenders and bouncy boat.
But the light wind became darned near no wind and for a couple of hours we drifted at about 1 knot from port Dalhousie. Finally we fired up the engine and started towards Toronto. The wind picked up and we got to 5 knots under sail alone and this felt great. Two squalls sitting under thunderclouds were off to the Northeast and it looked like we were going to miss them both. This is good.
We were wrong. The small one hit quickly and it was moving fast so when it hit we let our sails out to flog and rounded up under control of sorts and rode out the squall. I guess that it brought winds of about 30 knots but we could only watch the instruments after the worst had died down and the instrument said 22.5 knots of wind. As soon as the wind died down Rob brought in the genoa and we let the main drive the boat the last few miles into Toronto Harbour. This was the first time in the harbour with this boat and was rather intimidating.
I’ve been in Toronto Harbour many times after crossing with the Shark but this boat is a whole other navigation hazard.
First I violated Department of Transport rules by motoring inside the (one) buoy that marks Billy Bishop safety zones. I knew the safety buoys were there and did my best not to go inside them but sure enough there was one lone buoy on my Port that I had missed. I got out of there PDQ.
The ferry in the Western Gap was good enough to not cross while I was passing through into the chaos of the harbour.
We got into the harbour and I called the Marina Four number to arrange dockage. The west wind meant I should dock on the wall with the bow facing west and with fenders on the starboard side. “Rob, could you please put the fenders on the starboard side?” He did. We went in to the dock and the hull scraped against the dock. My horror was complete when I realized that he had tied the fenders too high for the dock. The dockmaster was valiant by pushing the boat off the dock but there is a long scar there on the hull that will require significant buffing.
We were both exhausted and settled down in the cockpit processing what had happened this day.
Should I have specified dock level fenders? Ultimately the captain is responsible for ‘it all’ so yes. Rob had only been sailing 5 times and had done well all the other times. So I have to take responsibility and am quite certain that he’ll remember that incident and be fantastic with the fenders in future.
Another thing I plan to do with the fenders is to create a quick release and quick attach system because it leaves deck hands puffed out to untie and retrieve the fenders and then to tie them on again after a great sail. This will take some thought.
During the squall, the main sail flogged and worked the topping lift shackle pin out and the shackle went overboard. This is the second time and I had fixed it once with a smaller shackle but didn’t have seizing wire to secure the pin. I even had the heavy duty pins on board and had planned to replace it on Monday. We’ll fix it tomorrow before we leave, but without seizing wire I’ll use pliers to keep it tight.
I’m very tired. Lots of esoteric things to mull over about the responsibilities of captain and crew as well as a fantastic sail, 90% quiet enjoyment and 10% stress and terror.
Tomorrow the weather back to Port Dalhousie forecasts 15-25 km/h from the West so it should be a lively and fun beam reach to Niagara. No squalls are forecast.

Sunday May 29, 2022, Port Dalhousie to NOLSC and return
Sailed out at noon with Matt Nelson. It was sunny and the wind was light and was supposed to be from the ESE. It was from the East, with no S in it. However, brilliant sail down to Niagara on the Lake, up the river, and back, arriving home at 8. The reefing lines are still making trouble so I need a day with them to sort them out.
A boat box was tied to the deck just forward of the mast. It seems like a fabulous place to sit and reflect or just sit. Unfortunately, it does two things. It blocks the helmsman’s view and it keeps fouling the genoa sheet when tacking. So it must go. Too bad. I liked it.
Jeff’s system worked great today although we didn’t use it much. The music was great. AIS worked. And I learned more on the mainframe router by pushing all the buttons.