Saturday, 16 June 2018

The General Grant - Gold Hunting Dream

Sooooo who wants a share of $5million?  The Gold Bullion supposed to be on the Wreck of the General Grant in the Auckland Islands is still unaccounted for. Here is my plan.

Buy this Baby (yes you recognise it) ($980K)




(very more luxurious than our days)











Tools

Autonomous Side Scan Sonar


ROV platform


4 Divers with deep diving capability

Maritime Magnetometer.

Underwater metal detectors for Divers


Portable Underwater Suction Dredge
Estimate spending maximum of $1.8 million (buy Takapu, hire major equipment, pay crew) for a possible $4,744,992 return if all gold is recovered.  Should see 10 crew rewarded with even shares ($300k each)

Now I see all you matelots jumping at a chance of surveying Auckland Islands again.  I AM!!

There will be Rum.


Thursday, 14 June 2018

Weather Bomb - Whitianga August 1978

In Whitianga, between July and September 1978, the Royal New Zealand Navy had two boats and personnel stationed there for the Mercury Bay Survey Boat Camp (crewed by Monowai crews and stationed at a motel right on the waterfront.).  It was by and large a fun period as we were stationed in a beachfront motel and had a great working day and even better nights.

However, we also experienced a superstorm in August which saw seawater inundating the beachfront and harbour.  For a dew days we spent time sandbagging both.

Whitianga during this stage of the storm was without power so we had the BBQ going non stop and were feeding volunteers as well as our own troops.


Meola - Navy tender, (former lighthouse Tender)
Penguin (former Lachlan boat and Tamaki Boatyard tender)

The following two images were taken during a dry patch of rain, the outdoor kitchen in full swing. A few hours earlier and the floodwaters were knee deep.



Sunday, 10 June 2018

Streamlining Government Bureaucracy


  Were you aware that from the time the Doctor or Midwife smacked your butt you were a statistic.  IRD have that taken care of, sure you don't get it right away but it's put aside for those under the age of 16 and working.

Click here for IRD instructions.


We all know that from his event onward you are a government statistic (IRD/WINZ/CYPF et al)  IRD is covered but the others aren't as such, especially three other statistics - Voter Registration, Super and ACC.  Surely to stop bureaucracy ruling the day and making folks scratch their head in frustration make your IRD the only Serial Number for all.  When you apply for your IRD number, IRD should issue you a Card that encompasses all Government business with the General Public, essentially from the Cradle to the Grave.


Tuesday, 15 May 2018

Petty Officer Stoker Robert Brissenden Deceased 1912.

We mostly forget our fallen Comrades not in a war capacity.  There are Sailors Graves dotted all around our shorelines.  And PO Stoker Robert Brissendon is one.  If they are known then more often than not their details surrounding their passing are not known.

Thanks to Ex Droggy Stephen Green answering a call for details of this unlucky man we have a picture.

Click Here for Greenies Facebook page complete with an image of Roberts Headstone at Elmslie Bay,

And Click here for his Coroners Inquest. (Papers Past)

Click here for Press Papers Past inquest.

 Be cool to post our other Sailors Graves.

 Robert Brissenden PO Stoker Second Class Crossed the Bar August 1912 whilst surveying Admiralty Bay onboard Terra Nova (Robert Falcon Scott's Antarctic Exploration vessel.)

Click here for Navy Today coverage of Endeavours crew tending the grave October 2016.

You can either post a reply here (anonymous and it won't appear until I moderate) or reply in the FB Post.

Tena Koe whanau.

Thursday, 10 May 2018

The Big Red and White - a Bel Air survives




My tribute to a classic piece of Machinery. The Chevrolet Bel Air.


The Big Red and White.

There is my baby, shiny red and white,
Parked in the driveway
Waiting for the moment,
When we head out on the highway,
And valiantly skite,
V8 roaring, benzene smells great,
See the world shine in her chromium plate.

She’s lacquered all over from bonnet to boot,
And gleaming in splendour,
Front and rear fender,
The object of my life long lust and love,
My Chevy Bel Air,
Stick shift with four on the floor,
Me and my darling take off in a roar.

Cruising down backstreets and the main road,
Arm out the window,
Wind in my hair,
Just cruising and moving without a care,
And chicks they see her,
And wonder in awe,
If they can get in her and feel that roar.

Luxury leather so red and replete,
White rolled piping,
Adorning the seat,
Smells of the old days so great and so straight,
AM radio playing rock and roll,
Etching that sound
Deep into my soul and driving the pedal on down.

I wonder why we call our cars she,
When this one I feel
Is an extension of me.
Its power and its might totally mine,
So why is the stigma,
Of a she car so strong,
When I am a boy car that has lasted so long.

Heads turn in wonder at the blast from the past,
Their eyes hotly blinded,
By the chrome plated babe,
And their memories reminded of simpler times too,
When the crime rate was low,
And cars went so slow,
And everyone smiled because times were so good.

Songs oft written then that feature few words,
Penned for dancing,
And late night romancing,
And a snuggle in a Bel Air overlooking the beach,
But those days have passed,
And the innocent be blasted,
By the advent of communications and the populist way.

The sixties saw my Bel Air become a junk heap,
All painted in slogans
About love, hate, and peace,
And the dope that was smoked in her ruined seats,
She was built strong and tough,
And could handle the rough,
And rode out the storm of uncertainty then.

Some kid in the seventies found her broken and beat,
And moved to his backyard,
The Bel Air off the street,
And restoration started that would take ages to end,
Money so tight
Cause the disco was so right,
And the car become a love shack at the end of the night.


Decay was so eminent when it moved to the beat,
Of rappers and scrappers,
Vying to compete,
A Rapper called Bel Air MC was on the prowl,
For a prop for a video,
To rap with his crew, y'all know
And the car was repainted and dented beyond hope.

In a junk yard a dog pissed against a white wall,
Of a Chevy Bel Air
Left in disrepair,
But the smell of the leather and a gleam of some red,
Forced a middle aged man,
To resurrect a dream,
And for ten long years laboured to restore the gleam.

So when you see my baby driving down the street,
Don’t look at the car man,
Don’t look at me,
But look at the past glory of another bygone time,
Imagine the lives
And the struggles survived,
And look at the Bel Air as a window to your past.
And on a final note, one not to be repeated,
I joyfully confess, mate,
On the sounds she makes,
I have placed a CD audio rack beneath the seat,
And I cruise the streets,
Tapping fingers and feet,
Blissfully happy to my favourite Roger Waters tracks.

Saturday, 5 May 2018

My Mum - a Writing Exercise from University Days

This is a "found" writing exercise from my Massey University days (2008-2010)  Some of it feels foreign but memories for sure.



Writing Exercise
Family Memoir


The Rockery

It has to be one of my first memories of my mother, Thelma Lydney Zander (nee Ryan). We are living just west of Lumsden, over the Oreti River on the way to Te Anau, in a brand new house built for the Acclimatisation Society. Dad was their Northern Southland Field Officer. Mum was in charge of three kids and the household chores. But I knew Mum was happy. It was the first place she could call her own, and she was determined to have everything her way.

It didn’t matter that the Southland summer was awfully hot, nor the fact the winter bit into every possible core of ones being. It did matter however that there was space on the section for a substantial rockery garden. Dad, when home, was tasked with getting large boulders with which to shape the garden. Mum would visit Lumsden and choose, very wisely, the plants she wanted in her masterpiece.

The garden took shape very quickly, and the plants were well suited to withstand both heat and cold. In the winter months, when the snow fell heavily, those plants would hibernate, well chosen indeed. But the real key, even with the arrival of child number four, was the smile Mum had for her garden.

Smith Street Dannevirke

At any one time, there would be thirteen stout feet under Grandma’s dining room table. Her husband Arthur, a First World War vet, would be at the head, with Nan (Eileen) at the other end, and squashed in between, eleven children. The oldest Marie, then Joan, Allen, Dorothy, Kelvin, Elaine, Audrey, Mum, Yvonne, Victor and the baby Dennis all arranged themselves like zoo animals fighting for a morsel of food.

They all grew up in a semi rural area, and there were plenty of opportunities to play, to learn games from their older siblings and to all fall asleep in the security Dannevirke offered in those days. Friends were aplenty and always around, and there was the other side to family life, the chores, which for a big family were numerous and done diligently.

Early on, Mum was a keen dancer, and she wasn’t disappointed by her parents when they paid for her lessons. She loved ballet, she loved making the costumes, and she loved every facet of her hobby. She once confided Anna Pavlova was her childhood idol, and she kept up the dancing until a time when she suddenly realised she was too big to be a “petite” ballerina.

She often spoke of her friends way back then, the Olsens from down the road, the Churchhouses across the road, her relationship with the Pene’s especially her dear friend Marie. Growing up was fun, and a big family made it especially more fun. To this day, the Ryan family to me is a family where love counts, where respect crawls with measured grace, and where friendship is a commodity used wisely.

Fishing off the Reef at Castlepoint.

That bloody faded pink tracksuit and pale blue floppy sunhat. The sneakers were appropriate, but who the hell would wear pink to the beach? But that was Mum in the mid seventies, pretty in pink and to hell with the dissenters. But she was a true lady for the occasions. This time another fishing trip with Dad and some of us kids in tow. We all loved fishing, but Mum seemed to get a perverse pleasure from the sport. She hardly caught anything, but her heart and soul were in the game. She gave it as much dedication as she could, maybe even more so than her winning attempts at crosswords daily.

I see her with her spinning rod (she wouldn’t surf-cast) on the reef down on the rocks, oblivious to the attempts the sea made to swallow her up. Yup, Mum was brave too, and we kids fed off that fact. All day, she’d cast, and recast, and tempt mighty King Neptune to give her her just rewards. I admired her tenacity.

Dad was a terror. “not too close Lyd”, “Careful with that rod Lyd”, “don’t step too close to the edge Lyd” Mind you, he also was a dictator with us kids. If he felt we weren’t doing the surfcasting right, he’d practically take your rod away. Of course Mum would pipe up from her designated spot “leave them alone Ray, they’re alright”.

The PDC, Palmerston North

At the time Mum worked there, the PDC department store was the biggest store in town. She got a position as a junior sales assistant in 1969, and worked her way up to senior sales person when the store closed (under controversial circumstances) in 1988. In all her time there, she worked in the Furnishing Department, buying, selling, doing quotes, everything. She also made very good and lifelong friends with people that worked there, Lois London, Barbara Murray, and Brian Yaxley. They were all strong members of the PDC Social Club and not only did they have good times together at the club, they helped organise many events for the staff at the store.

Mum worked from nine in the morning until five thirty at night, and we kids were allowed to visit her in her flagship after school to get money for this and that and to do any shopping she needed for tea. We all became aware of her circle of friends and they were great people. Today, I am still in contact with Barbara and Brian through being domiciled at St Dominics Respite Care Facility where Brian’s wife Jan works as a senior administrator.

In 1988, just before Mum was diagnosed with cancer, the PDC closed under unusual circumstances, and almost all the staff laid off with no redundancy. Effectively nineteen years of hard toil amounted to a swift kick up the backside. To this day, we children of Lydney swear that the stress this caused triggered her cancer. Regrettably, it’s too late to fight for her, and times have moved on. The PDC is no longer, and a swanky new mall has been built on its site. I can still walk around the current site and see where Manchester and Menswear, Furnishing and Kitchenware were. And I can still see Mum’s smiling face at the counter doing a measure or a quote, totally at ease with her environment.

The Kiss of Death

Mum rang me and said she needed to see me and my wife Marita urgently. It was September 1988 and I was working in the Navy in Auckland. Marita and I had been married for two years and had one child, our daughter Amy, slightly over a year old. We arrived in Palmerston North, went through all the greetings and hellos. She said Dad was at “another” church meeting but that was good, she said, she needed to be with us alone.

“I’ve got cancer and only have a few months to live.” I was gobsmacked. She just came out and said it (mind you she always spoke her mind.) and we sat there twirling our thumbs trying not to cry. Mum had always been the life of the party, and now aged 53 her party was about to expire. She didn’t want any hugs or kisses, just understanding that things needed to be done. Suddenly my own mortality was under threat. What would I do without my number one all time friend? Selfish maybe, but Mum preferred selfish, it was healthy. I couldn’t take time off work, I was running a school, so we decided that Marita would stay with Mum and help care for her, and to cook for Dad, who was largely incapacitated with his mental health issues.

On December the 15th 1988 Mum’s mantle passed onto my wife.





Thursday, 19 April 2018

US Liberty Ships and RNZN.

Just a little  research about a ship (or ships) that brought Troops and Hardware to NZ from the US and Australia.  There are some facts I wasn't aware off including (click on link here) and not totally to do with the subject but!!

So what of these Merchant Marine Liberty Ships?  2,710 Liberty Ships were built in WWII (solely on US shores) and as of now (19/4/2018) 3 still exist  Yup a similar fate with one of their cargoes, HDML's.

USS John W Brown - Museum -a typical Liberty Ship



Yes it's type visited NZ many times but the lasting image for us Navy Types is the fact that 16 HDML's were delivered in 1943, on top of their other duties.

Q1187 (Tarapunga) offloading from Liberty Ship at Devonport Naval Base in 1943. (research suggests they were not offloaded in Devonport but either Wellington or Lyttelton - to be confirmed)





Wikipedia's write up on Liberty Ships. (Click Here)

Article on US Shipping during WWII. (Click Here)

This image of Liberty Ships alongside Aotea Quay, Port Nicholson (Whanganui - a - Tara) in October/November 1943 courtesy NZ Ship and Marine Society website (see the link above this entry)


Three of the ships have names, Left is USS Crator (AK70), then behind her is USS Harwood and then USS Libra.


Interesting thought - researching these Liberty Ships I found a reference to ML's conducting seatrials in Marlborough Sounds which meant that these delivery ships from The US either disembarked their cargoes in Port Nicholson or Lyttelton as the image of Q1187 being shipped ashore by a Floating Crane  (Hikitia Steam Crane - Wellington or Rapaki Steam Crane - Lyttelton)

Found this data.(posted too in ML's Blog)

USS Frank Joseph Irwin - Q1183 and Q1184 arived Wellington NZ 18 January 1943
USS Pere Marquette - Q1185 and Q1186 arriving Wellington 5 April  1943
USS Kootenay Park - Q1187 to Q1190  arriving Wellington 30 April 1943
USS Mount Robson Park Q1191 - Q1194 arriving in Auckland 25 August 1943
and ML's Q1348 to Q1351 arrived 28 February 1944 but no shipping details.



Click here for Hikitia video.

This article I found researching Liberty ships pertaining to the USS Legion, a Liberty ship that played a role around New Zealand but details an account of the Paekakariki drownings (WWII Marines)  Click Here.

Tuesday, 17 April 2018

God Speaks - two dirges of prophecy.

Both these poems I wrote back in 2000 (I think).  The first as a response to a poster (very Christian man by the name of Joseph Gunlock from Austin Texas) on the Roger Waters Bulletin Board who could only post verses from the Bible.  I challenged him with this poem to be original in his thinking and and posting.

The second another apocalyptic piece


Plagiarism = Deja Vu = BarkingDogFox

The street peddler pedals his soul,
to all that care and don't,
with microphone and mini-amp he drones on
without staring his sheep in the face,
nor caring for who he converts or not,
I walk by and pity him, but for what?


The space between me and him grows,
for I know that I shan't preach,
nor waste shallow speech, on him nor his type,
for I keep myself to myself and
ride off on my bike, and converse with only my ilk.


But comes to pass when man can no longer, feel
weak when he knows he is stronger,
as jaded posturing street preacher,
spreads his maker’s words and not his to be heard,
in a site designed for free thought.


Bow down, bushy tailed one, look in the mirror,
what do you see that is such a horror,
yourself amplified in shards of light
blanketed by dark,
for your mind is clouded and interminably shrouded,
by someone who's not you. Oh Bark!

So you plagiarise to make your name,
where we free thinkers,
some good, some stinkers,
express our deepest, darkest, lightest,
prose for us and those,
who wish to share our minds and waters.

Well, Roger has spoken to us and for us
and the choking hoards who appreciate free
thought,
so expression is the recession, clouding your
mind, I ask you, implore to leave Gods works behind,
when you make your mark in this thread.

Psalming is calming, for you and your kith,
myth or legend for what, do I wonder,
as history says, that man shall not plunder
the riches of the mind but
seek to search for the sake of mankind,
the answers to questions not written.

Oh BarkingDogFox,
take your hand off your eyes, and see why we despise the darkness that lies within,
with your hands removed you can touch other books
and have a good look at others interpretation,
give your mind-eyes new sensations,
and marvel at what YOU can produce!

The Passenger

I am the passenger,

travelling the cyber lanes,
I am the miff,
the biff, the poster,
of personal creation,
creator of sensation,
I am the passenger.

I feel the breeze,
of megabytes and disease,
cruising the net,
faster than a jet,
flying the miles,
in awkward styles,
I am the Passenger.

I am free, to say
and think how I please,
to bring governments
to their knees,
be hackneyed and old,
and presumptuously bold,
I am the Passenger.


I feed the boards,
and talk to the hoards,
I don't pray,
Just write and say,
what I feel is mine,
like mouldy old wine,
I am the Passenger.

I have the power,
to kill and save,
and dig the grave,
of my absolution,
stamp out pollution
the final solution,
I am the passenger,
I ride.

My message streaks boundaries,
fuels foundries,
lights the fires
and peoples desires
creates conflict
and intellect,
artistic expression
and makes impressions,
I am the Passenger.

And one sad day,
when I leave the fray,
my connection broken
and words unspoken,
the worldly patience
exhausted in nations,
as the Passenger,
detrains at God's station,
I was the Passenger.
And I loved it

Saturday, 14 April 2018

Thursday, 12 April 2018

The Hoary Chestnut.Comm Games top ten per capita

Every games we get the "oohh but we punch above our weight"  So how do we measure alongside our other top ten countries?  Results are quite astounding.










First Table by Medal position, followed positions by Per Capita

Country Population Table Position Population per medal




Australia 24000000 1 163265
England 53000000 2 670989
India 1,300,000,000 3 4750000
Canada 36000000 4 679245
New Zealand 4600000 5 148387
South Africa 56000000 6 2000000
Scotland 5295000 7 160454
Wales 3063000 8 133178
Cyprus 1170000 9 146750
Nigeria 185989000 10 16908090


Wales 3063000 8 133178
Cyprus 1170000 9 146750
New Zealand 4600000 5 148387
Scotland 5295000 7 160454
Australia 24000000 1 163265
England 53000000 2 670989
Canada 36000000 4 679245
South Africa 56000000 6 2000000
India 130000000 3 4750000
Nigeria 185989000 10 16908090

Monday, 9 April 2018

Making Railway Crossings Safe.

Level crossings are that, crossings that level the unwary or disturbed.  And it's not a rarity, too often Kiwirail is beset with avoidable acts,be them near misses (vehicles or human endeavours.)

In the past (and even now) there has been very little education of the general populace and coupled with the lack of technology in Railways the status quo abounds.


So how do you make these events requiring emergency services safe? Putting barrier arms on every crossing is very cost probitive and many other ideas too are costly.  So where do we turn??














At a possible $1000 per cam and $350 per train (engine driver has a monitor), all crossings will be monitored. My suggestion is the whole crossing be monitored by a Go Pro (or similar) with the link to 500metres down the track triggering an image on the Train's monitor.  Simply put, Kiwirail goes hitech.  500m may not be suitable maybe longer.  The safety rating would improve markedly and a Train Driver doesn't need therapy.

Sunday, 1 April 2018

Ode to a Natural Man - my requiem to my Father.

I wrote this for my Father with it being a song played by my youngest sisters Husband who plays Blues Guitar.


Ode to A Natural Man.
You were one with nature,
environmentally aware.
When others didn't give a damn,
You urged them to take care.
Your visions were cloudless,
Your thoughts overran,
Father, you were always
a Natural Man.

You hunted the Wapiti,
King of the deer.
Shot ducks and wild geese,
And fished everywhere.
You waded in rivers,
Such was your plan,
Even the trout and schnapper know,
You're a Natural Man.

You sailed the high seas, Dad,
Checking the boats.
Youngest inspector of the time,
Quote~unquote.
No challenge was too great, Dad,
Nor no job too damned hard,
You were a Natural Man, Dad,
The whole nine yards.

You had your Kon Tiki,
Your rods and your nets.
You fished the hightop,
and in surf soaking wet.
You showed us the country,
little others have seen,
A Natural Man none like,
There ever has been.

And, Dad, you taught us all,
how to play fair.
You ensured those you met,
were environmentally aware.
You always stood tall, Dad,
and never backed down,
Watch out folks,
Natural Man is in town.

You badgered the government,
both local and central.
Sometimes they thought,
Natural Man has gone mental.
If only they'd known,
Of your crippling disease,
There'd have been more respect,
Dad, you were not at ease.

But you soldiered on steadfastly,
Your mission quite clear.
Protecting the environment,
For our children so dear.
And with respect and hard graft,
you changed all their plans,
Now they all know,
You're a Natural Man.

The sad things come upon us, Dad,
and time passes on,
You left us too early,
Mother earth is still feeling sick,
Your best work still ahead,
Things you began,
These are the legacy of you, Dad,
Natural Man.

Friday, 23 March 2018

ML Budget Sheet

Tamure P3555 Itemised Koura P3564
$50,000.00 Purchase Price $50,000.00
$2,500.00 Survey (hulltimbers/deck/Machinery mounts. $2,500.00
$5,000.00 Slipping (Gulf Harbour Marine Slip 52 tonne each) $5,000.00
$5,000.00 Sandblast hull/ decks/ER $5,000.00
$10,000.00 Replacement Timbers/Check RubbingStrake/ER $10,000.00
$2,000.00 Upperdeck Fittings(Guardrails/Fairleads/Nameplates) $2,000.00
$2,500.00 Windows and Fittings/PVC Covers Three top Windows with wipers) $2,500.00
$8,500.00 Hull/Transom GRP/Vinyl Wrap $8,500.00
$2,000.00 Upperdeck Painting Tamure Charcoal Gray – White/Black Koura $2,000.00
$850.00 Hull Paint AntiFoul $850.00
$1,000.00 Prep ERm with Steam clean for Paint/Rewiring/Plumbing $1,000.00
$4,000.00 Paint Engineroom then New Wiring and Plumbing- fit battery banks Solar Panels $4,000.00
$26,000.00 Fit new Engines/Gearbox/Generator and shafts/Props. $26,000.00
$2,500.00 FWD Mess – sand/stain woodwork/new chem toilet – paint/new aft shower/loo $2,500.00
$2,000.00 Refurbish galley/Refit Charley Noble $2,000.00
$4,000.00 After Cabins – prep, paint/stain Coxn Cbn with fridge/FreezerWash/Dryer $4,000.00
$500.00 Top Cabin space/Bridge – prep and stain/paint/Fit Electrics whole vessel $500.00
$5,000.00 Fit electronics (Satnav, sounder/Radar/TV/Aerial/Marine Radio) $5,000.00
$1,000.00 Pennant Numbers Fwd /Name across Transom with Q number/Crests $1,000.00
$4,000.00 Acid Treat Anchors and Cables/Liferaft/Brass Name plates $4,000.00
$2,750.00 Dinghy & lifting strop/davit/Vege Lockers/Seagull 10HP/12L Fuel Tank $2,575.00
$3,000.00 New Lattice Mast GRP coated – white. (3D printer components) $3,000.00
$2,000.00 Crane hire end. $2,000.00
$146,100.00
$145,925.00
Q1193 Original Pennant No Q1350




Item Timeframe in Weeks
Get both ML's to Gulf Harbour 2
Slip Both (Covered) 1
Sandblast Hull, Deck and Engineroom 4
Steam Clean Both ( ER/Galley/Messes2 2
Timbers replacement if required 4
GRP Hull and Transom 4
Completing Deck/Hull Painting 3
Engine Room paint 2
Fit all Machinery and Wiring/Plumbing 3
Complete all upperdeck Painting 2
Weeks 30
Months 7.5
To Moorings – Finish internal painting 1
Complete all minor fitting out(Aft/Fwd/Top) 3
Fit Masts.Liferaft Upperdeck, other 4
Final Weeks 38
Final Months 9.5




Koura
$500.00 Black Hull White trim and Superstructure Light Gray Deck
$1,000.00 Hull Anti Foul
$250.00 P3564 painted /port/stbd/fwd in White.
$1,000.00 “Koura” and Q1350 on transom (both in White border/Gold
$2,740.00 GRP Peanut c/w Oars and 10hp Seagull 3 Lifejackets at $80
$5,000.00 Lattice Mast from 3D Printer Nylon Need a template – Kuparu or Paea
$80,000.00 Fit 2 x Engines/Gearbox and 1xGenerator
$5,000.00 Fit Marine Radio Aerial & Radar to Mast.
$800.00 Mount two spoked helm wheels & Throttle controls x 2. (Bridge/Top Cbn)
$250.00 Charley Noble make and mount
$1,000.00 Davit, Cradle, Lifting strop and Block and Tackle Fwd U/D Port.
$6,000.00 15 Man Liferaft Mounted aft (above Tiller Flat) + 15 Lifeackets
$200.00 Check Emergency Steering – Tiller Flat
$250.00 Check Tanks – Fuel, Water, and day tanks(Fuel and Water.)
$850.00 Strip and replace all Wiring throughout
$1,000.00 Full check on Guardrails and Stanchions replace as required
$2,500.00 Tiddly Wooden Boats Ladder and Stowage area.
$2,500.00 Survey Anchor, cable and winch – fitting elecric winch
$1,500.00 Get three new Windows with Spinner Glass and fit.
$1,500.00 Get 3 Ceremonial Life Rings fit Superstructure 1 port/stbd and mast Crest fwd.
$2,000.00 Fit 3 TV sockets (fwd/aft/top) from Mast Aerial and All Boat Stereo system
$3,000.00 Boathooks x3 and Berthing lines x 6.
$300.00 Extension Ladder
$2,000.00 Fire Hose – Port Outer Bridge and Stbd Outer Bridge
$1,000.00 4 x Fire Extinguishers (2 x CO2 [Bridge and E/R] and 2 x AFFF [Fwd and Aft Messes])
$1,500.00 Nav Lights (Port/stbd on Cabin sides Nav masthead and Stern light
$1,000.00 New addition – Bridge Upperdeck Lighting including a Bridge Aldis Lamp on long lead
$800.00 2 x Deployable Liferings on After Guardrails
$1,000.00 Upperdeck stowages
$500.00 Aerial for SSB Boats Marine Radio Foremast to Main Lattice Mast.
$2,000.00 Large Crest mounted on Lattice Mast under Radar (facing Fwd)
$1,000.00 2 x Eperb - 1 on Bridge and 1 Aft Cabin
$5,500.00 SIMRAD DR76 Gyro Compass and Magnetic Compass with Gimbals
$750.00 Brass Bell and Navigation Lights – Brass
$400.00 Navionics Platinum + 8P160XL-MSD New Zealand Electronic Marine Chart
$3,400.00 Garmin Radar -GMR Fantom 18
$500.00 12L Fuel Tank for Peanut and Gas Bottle (120) and Upperdeck stowage
$2,500.00 Spark Security System $50 Month Monitoring (four Hatches) FWD,AFT,TOP, E/R
$2,000.00 Cabin Upholstory and detachable wooden Table.
$5,000.00 Raritan Electro Scan EST12 Type 1 Marine Sanitation Device 12v
$1,500.00 Built in Queen Bed/Desk/Dresser Aft Cabin
$1,000.00 Wifi Wireless
$4,000.00 Port After Cabin – Kitchen (Oven/Microwave -Power – Hob/FridgeFreezer Gas)
$1,500.00 Fit out Stbd Aft Cabin for crew.
$2,000.00 BatteryBank(Nav Tools and emergency)
$1,800.00 Domestic RM 2356 3-Way Fridge 95L For Top Cabin Beer Fridge
$2,500.00 Fwd Mess Liquor Cabinet Beer Fridge and Winerack
$2,000.00 Lighting and sockets throughout
$5,000.00 Check/repair/replace Machinery Mounts
$1,000.00 Carpet Fwd, Top, Aft and Engineers
$2,000.00 Washer/Dryer (Fwd Toilet – Toilet moved FWD Mess Aft 2 Beds Gone)
$450.00 5 Tie Downs
$1,400.00 Two Bostrum Marine Seats on Bridge






$176,140.00



Tamure
$500.00 Dark Charcoal Hull and Superstructure Light Gray Deck
$1,000.00 Hull Anti Foul
$250.00 Q1193 in White @ Fwd Port/Stbd Whitewith Black border/
$1,000.00 “Tamurea” and P3555 on Transom (White and Gold Trim)
$2,740.00 GRP Peanut c/w Oars and 10hp Seagull 3 Lifejackets at $80
$5,000.00 Lattice Mast from 3D Printer Nylon Need a template (Paea)
$80,000.00 Fit 2 x Engines/Gearbox and 1xGenerator
$5,000.00 Fit Marine Radio Aerial & Radar to Mast.
$800.00 Mount two spoked helm wheels & Throttle controls x 2. (Bridge/Top Cbn)
$250.00 Charley Noble make and mount
$1,000.00 Davit, Cradle, Lifting strop and Block and Tackle Fwd U/D Port.
$6,000.00 15 Man Liferaft Mounted aft (above Tiller Flat) + 15 Lifeackets
$200.00 Check Emergency Steering – Tiller Flat
$250.00 Check Tanks – Fuel, Water, and day tanks(Fuel and Water.)
$850.00 Strip and replace all Wiring throughout
$1,000.00 Full check on Guardrails and Stanchions replace as required
$2,500.00 Tiddly Wooden Boats Ladder and Stowage area.
$2,500.00 Survey Anchor, cable and winch – fitting elecric winch
$1,500.00 Get three new Windows with Spinner Glass and fit.
$1,500.00 Get 3 Ceremonial Life Rings fit Superstructure 1 port/stbd and mast Crest fwd.
$2,000.00 Fit 3 TV sockets (fwd/aft/top) from Mast Aerial and All Boat Stereo system
$3,000.00 Boathooks x3 and Berthing lines x 6.
$1,600.00 8 x 12Gallon containers resemble Depth Charges Dark Grey (on deck by Aft Mess)
$5,000.00 3 Pounder Foc's'le Mounted Replica or 3D printer
$2,500.00 Two Machineguns one each side on bridge ((3D Printer/Replica)
$2,000.00 Small Life Raft 3 man WWII Rubber Inflatable Custom Fake
$300.00 Extension Ladder
$2,000.00 Fire Hose – Port Outer Bridge and Stbd Outer Bridge
$1,000.00 4 x Fire Extinguishers (2 x CO2 [Bridge and E/R] and 2 x AFFF [Fwd and Aft Messes])
$1,500.00 Nav Lights (Port/stbd on Cabin sides Nav masthead and Stern light
$1,000.00 New addition – Bridge Upperdeck Lighting including a Bridge Aldis Lamp on long lead
$800.00 2 x Deployable Liferings on After Guardrails
$1,000.00 Upperdeck stowages
$500.00 Aerial for SSB Boats Marine Radio Foremast toMain Lattice Mast.
$2,000.00 Large Crest mounted on Lattice Mast under Radar
$1,000.00 2 x Eperb - 1 on Bridge and 1 Aft Cabin
$5,500.00 SIMRAD DR76 Gyro Compass and Magnetic Compass with Gimbals
$750.00 Brass Bell and Navigation Lights – Brass
$155.00 Garmin Electronic Charts NI only
$3,400.00 Garmin Radar -GMR Fantom 18
$500.00 12L Fuel Tank for Peanut and Gas Bottle (120) and Upperdeck stowage
$2,500.00 Spark Security System $50 Month Monitoring (four Hatches) FWD,AFT,TOP, E/R
$2,000.00 Cabin Upholstory and detachable wooden Table.
$5,000.00 Raritan Electro Scan EST12 Type 1 Marine Sanitation Device 12v
$1,000.00 Wifi Wireless
$4,000.00 Port After Cabin – Kitchen (Oven/Microwave -Power – Hob/FridgeFreezer Gas)
$1,500.00 Fit out Stbd Aft Cabn for crew.
$2,000.00 BatteryBank(Nav Tools and emergency)
$1,800.00 Domestic RM 2356 3-Way Fridge 95L For Top Cabin Beer Fridge
$2,500.00 Fwd Mess Liquor Cabinet Beer Fridge and Winerack
$2,000.00 Lighting and sockets throughout
$5,000.00 Check/repair/replace Machinery Mounts
$1,000.00 Carpet Fwd, Top, Aft and Engineers
$2,000.00 Washer/Dryer (Fwd Toilet – Toilet moved FWD Mess Aft 2 Beds Gone)
$450.00 5 Tie Downs
$1,400.00 Two Bostrum Marine Seats on Bridge
$185,495.00