I have noticed the title expression cropping up frequently lately. I wonder where it came from.
Still licking our wounds post Typhoon Maysak, Typhoon Haishen is on its way to further test our resolve.
I rig the cover differently. First I put a line around the mast to the end of the boom such that the boom cannot droop. Same thing as a boom crutch really but I hope more resilient.
To stop the boom moving from side to side and putting strain on the system, I put a line around the boom to the aft cleats.
The wind will be coming from the Northwest, that is to say directly over the bows. I dread it will creep under the space between the cover and the cabin roof, blowing off the whole caboodle.
I am convinced that there is a set up that will permit the cover to resist the worst. It may take some time to find it.
Wonderful full moon.