Sail Making by Hasse and Company

 

A view of Port Townsend from the pier.
A view of Port Townsend from the pier.

My trip to Port Townsend would not have been complete without a trip to the sail loft where Bonnie has been apprenticing since March. Those who don’t know her can better appreciate her path to sail making since she has worked on several tall ships. She initially worked with the Hindu (based in Key West, FL) and I believe her last ship was Lynx, based out of Newport Beach, CA. Landing in Port Townsend, Washington was a series of chance happenings and who-knows-whos and she’s enjoying the town and learning her new trade.

I accompanied her on her daily walk  to work that morning from her cute little house. She declined a speedy trip in my rented car. She said she prefers to walk since that is about the only exercise she manages to get right now.

The walk took us along a ridge above the town and bay. We passed a number of houses, some of them victorian and painted with colors that highlight their details but you know they would be fussy to do (I think they call these painted ladies). Most of the houses we passed had yards that had pride of ownership written all over them.

This is the view of the ferry port from the street that runs along  the ridge.
This is the view of the ferry port from the street that runs along the ridge.

The street descends into town and takes you past several blocks of the cute architecture I mentioned in my last post. Once we were at the port Bonnie steered me toward her favorite coffee shop, Velocity Coffee where I could grab some breakfast. She continued on to work (essentially across a parking lot).

The coffee shop was attached to a store that carried a variety of items that make sense to sailors. There were bins of brass hardware, books, foul weather clothing, cards and gift items and hanging from the ceiling were two very beautiful wooden kayaks with labels that explained they had been made as a community project. The wooden ship connection to Port Townsend suggests that wood artisans may gravitate to the town. I noticed this tiny shed of a gallery that flowed it’s wood creativity right out onto it’s shingles:

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I arranged to meet Bonnie at the end of the day for my tour. I had some initial confusion as there are two tenants in this building, one being a canvas company. The canvas company door is directly off the parking lot so I assumed this was the entrance. Canvas and sail making also sound interchangeable to a sailor neophyte like me so I was on the verge of going into the wrong place. I learned later that the canvas company did serve boaters, but they made items like cushions as opposed to sails. Luckily, a discussion with someone in the coffee shop had reinforced the name “Hasse”. I chose to investigate a bit more and found the Hasse entrance on the opposite side.

The Hasse sail loft is on the second floor of a long building facing the small Point Hudson Marina. The space feels a bit like a narrow gymnasium with varnished wooden floors, long windows along each wall and a very open concept.

The main sewing room  and 'working floor space' of the sail loft.
The main sewing room and ‘working floor space’ of the sail loft.

When I arrived, it was end of the day on a Friday and one of the sewing machines was getting a good cleaning & oiling. I was told this was regularly scheduled maintenance but if they happened to miss a week or two it wasn’t serious. One of the very experienced sail makers was preparing to smudge one of the machines as it had been ‘acting up’. For those that aren’t familiar with this treatment, smudging is the ritual of burning a bundle of dried herbs (often sage) as a method of cleansing. The bundle is lit at one end, the flame is put out and then the smoke from the embers is directed around whatever needs to be cleansed. This ritual is borrowed from Native American ceremonies.

One of the sail makers smudges a temperamental sewing machine.
One of the sail makers smudges a temperamental sewing machine.

Each sail maker has a designated stool for their work. Bonnie said sail making is quite physically taxing so anything that can help to provide leverage, protection, or just ease the process is welcomed. However, it seems no one has figured out how to overcome the crouched, bent-over position one assumes for much of the day.

Sail makers' benches.
Sail makers’ benches.

The sail maker’s palm is a leather strap that fits the hand like brass knuckles. In the center of the palm is a metal disc sewn into the leather strap which provides protection and a hard surface with which to help force the needle through the fabric. Anyone who has tried sewing leather or multiple layers of fabric with an inappropriate needle will recognize the value of this tool!

Sail maker's palm for sewing with needle and thead.
Sail maker’s palm for sewing with needle and thread.

This unusual tool which looks like a soldering iron connected to a vacuum hose had copies of itself hung throughout the sail loft. The vacuum was a centralized system so all the “guns” were attached to hoses strung about the ceiling and they dangled down within easy reach.

A heat gun that melts and seals nylon edges.
A heat gun that melts and seals nylon edges.

Some of you may have already made the leap of understanding as to the marriage of the soldering iron and a vacuum. If I say this is used for sealing nylon edges, perhaps it becomes clearer. It seems the vacuum attachment was a way around needing to use a fume hood. Rather than trying to carry whatever you are working on (which may be large) to a site with a fume hood, this creation was designed to suck up the nylon fumes while you remain in place.

I was not initially aware of the centralization of the vacuum until I noticed other guns with corks in the end of their vacuum nozzles. Bonnie explained that the strength of the vacuum is reduced with every nozzle that remains open. If no corks were in the other nozzles, there wouldn’t be enough suction for it to be of any use.

 

Corked vacuum nylon cauterizing gun.
Corked vacuum nylon cauterizing gun.

Many people who sew have experienced insufficient space to lay out their fabric. It takes little imagination then to realize the difficulties that may be present trying to work on sails. I caught the tail end of the procession of sail makers carrying this rolled up sail into the next room on video but I can’t seem to get it to upload correctly. Instead, here is Bonnie posing next to the sail in it’s temporary storage place on this cutting table. What you may not see here is that this l-o-o-o-o-o-ng table looks pretty much like a huge air hockey table. The top appears as a plexi-type material that is perforated  throughout the entire surface. Rather than blowing air like an air hockey table, this unit creates a suction that pulls the fabric flat.

This long table is perforated with holes and can 'suck' the fabric to keep it flat.
This long table is perforated with holes and can ‘suck’ the fabric to keep it flat.

This room also had a pull-up bar. My initial thought was that it was used to drape fabric or hold things off the floor. Nope. It was a pull-up bar. Bonnie decided to try a few herself and then offered me the option. Ha ha.

Hasse Sails are a desired product as evidenced by their 1-year waiting list for new sails. I was told that some minor repairs can happen fairly quickly but the rule of thumb is that you will be on a waiting list of some kind no matter what you plan to have done. Hasse sail makers do create a few other items like totes out of sail cloth, ditty bags (can be in different sizes) and I was also told they do custom peace flags (I think you really have to know someone to accomplish this request).

I wanted to wrap up this post with this sign I saw in the sail loft. I had a brief discussion with one of the other sail makers about it. Anyone who has learned to sew from their mother can relate to that sentimentality of having Mom there to answer any  questions. It reads: “Sewing Problems? We share ideas and help with each problem. It is just like Mom is right there helping you!”

The Mom sign.
The Mom sign.

 

Port Townsend, WA: Architectural Cuteness

I haven’t been gone week and already my trip is getting ahead of my posts. I think the easiest method will be photo posts with captions beneath each photo. Here we go!

 

This super cool little donut place was not yet open but was positioned on the main drag downtown. Bonnie said she couldn't wait for it to open. Is this a cable car? Whatever it is, I would buy doughnuts there just to be able able to enjoy the quirky, pocket-sized store.
This super cool little donut place was not yet open but was positioned on the main drag downtown. Bonnie said she couldn’t wait for it to open. Is this a cable car? Whatever it is, I would buy doughnuts here just to be able able to enjoy the quirky, pocket-sized store.

 

Doorways that inspire a photo in the U.S. are rare and that's sad. Port Townsend was an exception. This was my winning choice by far and when I showed it to Bonnie she said, "Where is that!! I want it printed for my wall!" The home itself was unusual, right on the water and likely having a past life in some type of commercial maritime use. A sign nearby said it was a private home but there was a wrap-around boardwalk without any gates so it seemed the public was free to walk around for the views. The following photos are other doors on the non-water side of the house.
Doorways that inspire a photo in the U.S. are rare and that’s sad. Port Townsend was an exception. This was my winning choice by far and when I showed it to Bonnie she said, “Where is that?! I want it printed for my wall!” The home itself was unusual as it was right on the water and likely had a past life in some type of commercial use. A sign nearby said it was a private home but there was a wrap-around boardwalk without any gates so it seemed the public was free to walk around for the views. The following photos are other doors on the non-water side of the house.

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This was the view from the boardwalk on the backside of the house with the cool door.
This was the view from the boardwalk on the backside of the house with the cool door.
More doorways.
More doorways.

 

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And more buildings…

Building one

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Finally, this is where I stayed-

This is the gate to Bonnie’s place. You cannot see the house. Pass through the gate and follow a short path to her adorable door…
Home, sweet home.
Home, sweet home.

Northwest U.S. Photos

I generally like to theme my posts. It also takes a while to formulate themes. After last years trip to Indonesia I ended up having a bunch of photos I wanted to post but couldn’t work them into a theme or couldn’t find the time to make enough posts to cover everything. As time passed photos seemed less relevant to where I was at the time (not that anyone would know, but I would know!) So, now that I have left Portland but still have photos I want to put out there I’ve decided to create a Photo Dump Post 🙂 I would prefer to call it a photo bomb post but photo bomb has a definition these days and would not be an appropriate word choice. I know, who cares? But that’s me, and it’s my blog.

 

Unable to figure out transportation between the BoltBus stop and Budget Car Rental, I had to walk a mile and a half down a mostly uninspiring stretch of road. My reward was finding this painted wall and seeing harmony between it and the billboard above it.
Unable to figure out transportation between the BoltBus stop and Budget Car Rental, I had to walk a mile and a half down a mostly uninspiring stretch of road. My reward was finding this painted wall and seeing harmony between it and the billboard above it.

 

The column arcade outside Hippo Hardware.
The column arcade outside Hippo Hardware.

 

One more expression of Hippo Hardware. These legs are hanging out of the ceiling where you ascend steps to another level of the store.
One more expression of Hippo Hardware. These legs are hanging out of the ceiling where you ascend steps to another level of the store.

 

The restaurant at Jupiter Hotel provided a "selfie" option I was willing to take.
The restaurant at Jupiter Hotel provided a “selfie” option I was willing to take.

 

I got a good dose of Portland weather variability: showers, sun, showers, cloudy but no rain, showers, mostly cloudy... Blue sky showed up the day I was leaving. I have been living in my Patagonia Nano Puff for warmth, and my raincoat. They have been the perfect pairing.
I got a good dose of Portland weather variability: showers, sun, showers, cloudy but no rain, showers, mostly cloudy… Blue sky showed up the day I was leaving. I have been living in my Patagonia Nano Puff for warmth, and my raincoat. They have been the perfect pairing.

 

I saw this building across the street from Mother's restaurant the night Carol Fanta took me there. It was dark so I couldn't take a photograph. The next day after crossing the bridge to west Portland I realized I was just blocks from Mother's again! Couldn't pass it up.
I saw this building across the street from Mother’s restaurant the night Carol Fanta took me there for dinner. It was dark so I couldn’t take a photograph. The next day after crossing the bridge to west Portland I realized I was just blocks from Mother’s again! Couldn’t pass it up.

 

Food carts are everywhere. These are right next to Mother's Bistro.
Food carts are everywhere. These are right next to Mother’s Bistro.

 

T-shirts for sale in Mother's Bistro.
T-shirts for sale in Mother’s Bistro.

Jupiter Hotel and Environs

This woman is standing in the lobby of the Jupiter Hotel
This woman is standing in the lobby of the Jupiter Hotel

The lobby walls are entirely glass yet industrial, perforated metal panels hanging in front of the windows create space to display artwork. Three different local artists are featured all sharing similar soft palettes and use encaustic media. A long coffee table and another side table double as displays for custom metal jewelry.

Red Bull was holding some sort of small conference here during my stay. The hotel offers nice small options for meeting spaces. They are labeled ThinkTANK, DreamBOX, or DreamTent. Connected to the Doug Fir Restaurant was also a nice long conference table with glass etched doors offering an enclosed but very visible venue.

The Lab private event space.
The Lab private event space.

 

My first night here I was introduced to their performance venue which is below the bar & restaurant. I had eaten dinner in their bar called Doug Fir and then wandered outside to the patio area where a fire was burning. A couple were standing there and asked if I was going to ‘the show’. I didn’t know there was a show but when I glanced toward the entrance I noticed a queue had formed. They explained it was a fund raiser put on by Planned Parenthood and Bitch Media called “Babies and Bananas”. It included a comedian and was expected to be entertaining as it covered the history of sex education. Just $10 and for a good cause. Why not?

Doug Fir Stage door

The poster for the show at Doug Fir lounge.
The poster for the show at Doug Fir lounge.

The show was entertaining and sold out so I had to stand near the back. But it was also amazing to listen to the ridiculousness that has been handed down through the years as fact about sexual education. One well-meaning woman explained that light exercise was ok during menstruation but square dancing was far too vigorous and should be avoided. Several guest panelists were brought up to address questions put to them by the host. The variety of perspectives was impressive and included a transgender, someone with aids and even a disabled guy in a wheelchair. His speech was so affected by his disability that he had a translator relaying what he said. That in itself was amazing since I couldn’t make out diddly from what he was saying. It was pretty comical when the disabled guy explained that following college he had been diagnosed with an STD. His parents were surprised and said, ” How did that happen?” He replied, “I guess disabled people have sex too!”

I continued to scope out the neighborhood in a different direction yesterday. Imagine my surprise when just 2 blocks east of my hotel I stumbled upon my favorite hardware store in Portland, Hippo Hardware!

The mascot for Hippo Hardware. Hippos of all sizes & materials are displayed throughout the store.
The mascot for Hippo Hardware. Hippos of all sizes & materials are displayed throughout the store.

Why would a hardware store be my favorite? Because it is one of those places that is more like a salvage yard than a regular store and carries architectural elements (columns, stained glass, ornate metal fittings, claw foot tubs). I texted my friend here, Mike Wardwell, “OMG! I’m 2 blocks from my fav store Hippo Hardware!” He reminded me that anyone who has seen Jackass the movie, or Portlandia would also be familiar with Hippo. It was then that I remembered the scene from Jackass where that guy takes a dump in one of the toilets. Ewww! I will have to look for Portlandia episodes that feature Hippo 🙂

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Do you suppose the movie was the inspiration for this sealed lid?

Sealed toilet seat

Portland, Oregon!

I finally figured out how to post multiple photos!! The time involved to create this mini photo post was out of proportion to the simplicity of the presentation. Truly frustrating.

Crossing the Burnside bridge, this sign welcomes you to the West side of Portland.
Crossing the Burnside bridge, this sign welcomes you to the West side of Portland.

 

This human-sized "nest" looked recently installed. It was on the northeast side of the Burnside Bridge.
This human-sized “nest” looked recently installed. It was on the northeast side of the Burnside Bridge.

 

I discovered I know someone else in Portland! For those who grew up with the Fanta family, Carol Fanta is out here and saw my Facebook post from Jupiter Hotel. She picked me up last night and took me to a wonderful little restaurant called “Mother’s” in downtown Portland. The premise behind the restaurant’s name is very cool… every month the restaurant features a page of recipes from a different mother! The restaurant has a fine dining air to it with “crystal ” chandeliers throughout and white table cloths but you quickly sense the relaxed vibe. I would recommend it to anyone.

 

The MAX train was an inexpensive $2.50 from the airport to downtown. The ticket is good for 2 hrs and includes riding the bus.
The MAX train was an inexpensive $2.50 from the airport to downtown. The ticket is good for 2 hrs and includes riding the bus.

I don’t know why WordPress is so temperamental on an iPad, but even something simple like placing my cursor in a sentence to edit is proving to be a challenge. For the life of me, I can’t seem to put any text below the last photo to wrap up this post.  So I will end this cobbled mess for now and hope successive posts will flow smoothly!

If I didn't know better I would have thought this was in Miami,
If I didn’t know better I would have thought this was in Miami!

Freaking Out & Shifting Dimensions: Subtropical to Pacific Northwest

Freaking Out & Shifting Dimensions: Subtropical to Pacific Northwest

My day started early, the alarm sounding at 3:30 AM. The Super Shuttle was slotted for 6:00 AM but I was determined to be ready at 5:30 since they had a 15 minute leeway pick up window. By 5:35AM my bags were packed and at the door. I was wrapping up last minute things like taking out the garbage and unplugging the computer modem when the call came from the guard house. Sh*t! They’re early! I grabbed my bags and the garbage and ran from my apartment crossing my fingers in hopes I wasn’t forgetting anything.

We rolled down Biscayne Boulevard toward the highway that would take us west toward the airport. Climbing the on-ramp, my stomach knotted up with the realization that everything I had printed out… that morning’s plane tickets, hotel and flight schedules, bus tickets, information for the Philippines, had all been forgotten on my desk at the apartment. I mentally assessed. Thank goodness I’m anal about organizing my email. I have folders for everything… airlines, hotels, communication with hotels I’ve never even stayed at… I even duplicated emails where necessary so I could have a folder dedicated to this trip (not creatively titled: “2014 Trip”). Whew! I think I can find anything I need so long as I have internet!

Anyone have seat preferences when flying? I prefer window seats. But I now choose aisle seats for any flights over 3 hours. I can’t stand feeling captive to the people in the aisle seats when I have to go to the bathroom. International flights where people have taken sleeping pills are the worst. I’ll take the aisle, thanks. (P.S. This photo: I got a rare window seat… thankfully all women in the row. Women always go to the bathroom at some point).

A morning of jangled nerves has gently morphed in to my return to a favorite city of wisteria, coffee houses, brewpubs and beach-to-mountain possibilities. I promise to figure out how to post more than one photo tomorrow!

Jet Set Learning Curve 2014: Where’s Jody Now?

Jet Set Learning Curve 2014: Where's Jody Now?

Has it been a year already since you followed me around Bali? Well, fasten your seat belt on your favorite surfing chair – – this year’s trip launches tomorrow!

My learning curve this year includes a new way of traveling with technology. This first post is coming to you from my new iPad and it isn’t all rainbows and unicorns. As a 20 year veteran using the Macintosh computer, confusion has replaced confidence. I don’t know exactly where to locate information, how to make things happen the way I want them to, and I’m crossing my fingers that I will manage to access all the information I will need while traveling. It’s disconcerting, or exciting, and I will opt to remind myself of the latter as often as possible!

Departing from MIA (Miami), I expect to land on Jupiter by mid-afternoon. Actually, I will be landing in Portland but staying in Jupiter Hotel, a qualified “Jody” hotel based on reviews, their self-described boutique-ness and the Buddha image painted on the wall in one of their room photos. I hope to meet up with a friend from college, absorb some of the Portland vibe, and I will surely hang out in a few coffee shops while pecking away at my iPad informing all of you about my travels.

Then it is on to Port Townsend, WA via BoltBus and Budget rentals. An acquaintance from Key West, FL has found herself relocated to the exact opposite corner of the country. I gave her little room to refuse me so she has generously opened her home for a couple of nights. I hope to see the shop where she is learning sail making ( a shout-out to her own blog: http://www.sailmakersapprentice.squarespace.com) as well as commune with Mother Nature’s brilliant Olympic National Forest.

My final stop on the North American continent is Vancouver, BC Canada. I have arranged a stay with a graphic designer who offers her home from the 26th floor in a downtown high rise through AirB&B.com. I plan to rent a bike and take in whatever I can reach while perched on 2 wheels.

Finally , I will make my first leap to a new country: Manila, Philippines! Stay tuned.