Kenutu has a lot going on. She's got a cute little upturned nose. She's got a hefty behind. She's cozy and comfortable. But her sail is stretched out and tired. Just look at this droopy, shot pair of underwear.
The thing about boat repairs is that as you do them, the old stuff looks worse. In this case, once the bimini and dodger were done, the sail, in its tweed blue sail cover, looked like an appendage we found in a junk yard and glued on a luxury liner. We called Quantum Sails to see about a getting a new main with an appropriately matching sail pack. Jay came out to the boat to measure some things and tell us about all the sailing he did in hurricanes and races. Mack fell in love while I puked over and over in my head.
At the end of the day we ordered a new sail and sail pack for about 5 boat units. It's too painful to say it in dollars so we agreed to speak of things in boat units for our health.
It took about 8 weeks from measuring to making, but when Jay and his team showed up to install the new sail, with four full battens and two reefs, Mack practically danced.
Pretty sure this makes Kenutu Victoria's Secret Angel caliber now.
Two people dumb enough to think anything is possible and smart enough to bumble their way into discoveries.