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Surveyor's Shouldn't Laugh

One of the most fascinating aspects of Marineis never far away. One awful day a couple of
Surveying is that on the day of inspectionyears ago I had a survey on a large powerboat
you never really know what you are in for. Ifor a Doctor client. From the moment we met
have been involved, one way or another, withmy client had largely ignored me and brought
all kinds of boats for over thirty years andalong some posh mates for the survey day. It
I reckon the motto of the surveyor should bewas clear from minute one he had his own
"expect the unexpected". In a deadly seriousagenda and when I had tried to explain the
business where people's lives and tens ofvessel was now considered a workplace and all
thousands of other people's dollars are atthrough the pre-inspection drill I was talked
risk, it pays to develop a few necessarydown  and  ignored.
skills, patience and diplomacy amongst them,
when dealing with often tense and sometimesFinally, he grandly stood up and handed
downright  hostile  situations.everyone  a  sheet  of  paper  and  said,
My early associations with boats began on the"Right ho, you do your survey, we'll do ours
River Thames where my boat building life wasand we will meet on the bridge in an hour to
in the mud and freezing mists of variouscompare  notes."
boatyards. The figure of the surveyor was
different then. He wore a tie, clean clothesWith that, off he rushed and fell immediately
and was treated with that rare commodity,down the engine hatch and disappeared.
respect. His word was law, you didn't argueThunderstruck, we hauled him out after his
with him, he had knowledge and even thedoctor yachtie mates pronounced him unhurt
crusty old shipwrights nodded to him andapart from severe winding and bruises. He
scuttled about when 'the surveyor' came towas extremely lucky not to have been severely
visit. That these venerable figures hadhurt and was shaken enough to meekly hand
anything so outlandish a thing as a sense ofover  the  reigns  to  me  once  more.
humour was inconceivable. One drizzly grey
morning, an important customer was having his"Well," I murmured consolingly, "this really
pride and joy up on the slips and the pompousis  what I am here to do in the first place."
owner was giving everyone a hard time. The
surveyor was expected and it was clear theSecretly, I had been terrified he had broken
owner was on edge and determined to appear inhis back in the fall….phew, what a day!
charge.
In many cases, surveyors encounter total
When the surveyor arrived the owner made ahostility from the boat owner and if the
beeline straight for him and in abroker conspires with him, God help you. I
condescending  manner  bellowed,was at Manly and had to inspect a beautiful
timber Halvorsen Cruiser. The owner, a
"Where have you been, I am in a hurry andGerman was glaring at me and wouldn't even
can't hang about all day. There's nothingreturn my greeting. The broker, someone I
wrong with this boat, it's perfect everywherehadn't met before, clearly was the spokesman
and doesn't even need a survey, we just needfor  them.
it  re-insured."
"Don't take too long, don't touch or damage
The surveyor said nothing, proceededanything and don't expect to find anything
immediately and carried out a long andwrong with the boat, he is a retired boat
thorough inspection. Finally, he finishedbuilder and he won't appreciate any
and slowly screwed the top onto his Parkermeddling!"
Fountain pen. A hush fell over the yard as
the  surveyor  and  owner  faced  each other.We hauled the boat on the slip and I was
about to sound the bottom with the wooden
"Well, what's the verdict, eh, Misterhammer end when the bristling owner
surveyor?"  snorted  the  owner.confronted  me….
The surveyor looked him in the eye and loudly"Vot  choo  gonna  do  vis  dat?"
but  slowly  replied,
"…Well,  I  am  going  to…"
"The garboards rotted, the frames are cracked
and the only thing holding that bloody thing"Don't choo bloody toucha zis boat vis dat
afloat is the worms holding hands, get ithammer, no knife, no bloody spike, doan go
fixed….ten  quid  please!"near  it!"
He handed the gob smacked owner his invoice,"Ok then, tell me how I am supposed to sound
turned on his heel and swept off back to histhe timber, you are a boat builder aren't
old black Morris! Fantastic! I never forgotyou?"
that and I never dreamed in those days I
would actually end up being a surveyor but"OK mate, you test ze boat vis your knuckle
here I am and I must admit there can be somelike zis!" and he rapped on the boats bottom.
funny  things  every  now  and  then."Like  zis,  get  it!"
Another instance, involved me going off with"Ok" I said handing him the hammer, "You
my boss who was a surveyor, diver, salvagesurvey the boat and I'll learn how you do
and boat repairman, to an old decrepitit!"
houseboat to check out a serious leak.
Irvine, my boss, had pulled up a hatch in theAngrily, he snatched my little toffee hammer,
floor and shone his torch into the floodedthrew it on the ground and started to rap on
bilges.the boat with his knuckles. After he'd done
that for about two feet he'd hurt his hand
"Where's your automatic bilge pumps?" saidenough  to  stop.
Irvine.
"Now you..come on, you are ze clever
"Haven't  got  none,"  shrugged  the  man.surveyor!"
"Just turn the pump on by hand when it gits"No, no," I said, "You are going a good job,
t'  the  level  of  the  floorboards."only  another  thirty  feet  left."
Suddenly  the man's wife piped up behind him,After another two knuckle bruising minutes
he'd  really  had  enough.
"Why dontcha tell 'im the truth, he's bin
sleeping wiv his arm out the bed for years."Now I gotta go to ze toilet, now you finish
When 'is hand gets wet, 'e gets up and turnsit  off!"
the pump on. 'Cept the other night he came
back from the pub drunk, the water level"OK," I said and started to tap the hull with
crept up 'is arm, he peed the bed, wokemy knuckles. He waited until he was
'imself up and if he hadn't of, we would 'avesatisfied and then rushed off. I grabbed my
sunk…that's  why  your  'ere."wooden mallet and said to the client. "Keep a
look  out  and  call  me  when  he's  back!"
Priceless stuff …. How could you keep a
straight  face.Sure enough within a couple of moments I
found what our little man had been trying to
However, I must admit I have had my momentsconceal all along, the whole keel had been
and a classic, which I think about often, ishastily and recently replaced with softwood
the houseboat for sale on the Gold Coast.and  rotted  out. When  he  returned I said,
The client had seen the advert in the local
paper "Houseboat for sale, $7,000, needs a"It's a good method the knuckle rap, I don't
handyman." Agreeing to meet him at the beachthink I would have discovered this rotted
location we were soon both pretty speechless.keel  without  it,"  and  smiled  sweetly.
It needed a handyman all right, there it was
just the cabin top poking out of theHe knew… I knew… he was
water…sunk! The owner even rang latermad… I was relieved… game over!
to see how the survey had gone…what aI  could  live  to  fight  another  day!!
nerve!
One of the worst things for a surveyor is
Many great moments on surveys arrivewhen a client brings 'learned friends' along
unexpectedly. I was at Hope Harbor on a veryto 'help out the surveyor'. It is something
smart, large 'Taiwan Trawler' vessel, inyou really don't need and you have to put
beautiful condition for its year. The owneryour foot down with a firm hand. What folks
was very trim, smart and wore large golddon't realise is that it is a very nerve
rings on his fingers and incessantly smokedwracking and often an emotional time for the
large cigars, although always out on deck.selling owner. They often don't want to sell
Once again, he was a fearsomely proud ownertheir pride and joy and the last thing they
and was airily proclaiming how much he hadneed is an army of strangers willfully
spent on maintenance and upkeep of his smartvandalizing their boat. One horrible day
boat. Truly, he had spent thousands and hethis happened and the client who had
was most eager when I asked to inspect therequested the survey was accompanied by at
chain locker and winch. I removed the hatchleast four burly boaties armed with pointy
and was amazed to see a gleaming new pile ofthings and all encompassing knowledge. As the
shiny  3/8  stainless  steel  anchor  chain.boat was slipped, my client and his mates all
charged forward and started chipping and
He was beside himself with pride and hehacking away at the exposed rudder, props and
puffed  himself  up  when  he  said,bottom. I was left standing next to a man
that was clearly the owner. He was red with
"Three grand that were….plus fifteenrage  and  shouted  at  me,
hundred  for  the  stainless anchor, up top."
"Which one of those bastards is the
I wasn't just impressed but amazed when mysurveyor?"
searching fingers found the loose end of the
chain and the loose shackle next to it.Silently, I pointed to my chest, "Me,
Quickly realizing he must have forgotten toactually."
attach the brand new chain to the boat, I
seized the moment, withdrew the shiny shackleHe charged off swearing horribly and
and  said  seriously,dispersed the mob with threats too horrible
to hear, ripping knives out of their hands
"Mm, well if you ever do put this nice newand with fierce shoves. Needless to say,
chain into that dirty old water, you'd betterthey all sloped off to the pub somewhere and
remember to tie it on with this!" and Ithankfully stayed out of sight. You just
dropped  it  into  his  hand.don't  do  that  sort  of  thing  do  you?
Realisation  dawning,  he  sagged  visibly.Now, all this stuff doesn't happen every day
but you can bet your boots something's always
"Ooh, bloody hell" with a trace of aaround the corner. Often it is scary, other
Yorkshire accent, "Ooh, you won't tell thetimes embarrassing but every now and again
wife  about  this,  will  ya?"something pops up and brings a bit of
sunshine into the life of a poor downtrodden,
You'd give a grand in cash to relive a momentmuch maligned old dog of a surveyor!! Who
like that, wouldn't you? He was very quietknows, one day I might even write a book
for  the  rest  of  the  survey.about it all when the mental scars have
finally healed over!
Disaster is always lurking for the unwary and



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