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                              | Bob's Cat |   |  
                            
                              | By Bobby Chilek - La Grange, 
                                Texas - USA |  Part 1 It all began on a Sunday afternoon about 
                            11 years ago. I was in a local grocery store and my 
                            wife was doing the shopping. I was doing what all 
                            good husbands do at that time. I was killing time 
                            at the magazine racks when I spotted a Wooden Boat 
                            magazine. Inside was an article on James Wharram and 
                            the Tiki 21, a cruising catamaran. I had been a sailor 
                            for a couple of years at this point, and had recently 
                            left the wonderful sailing grounds of Lake Travis. 
                            I was now living in a small town in Texas away from 
                            deep water and involved in building my own house. 
                            I had adapted by buying a Hobie 16 to survive the 
                            deep water withdrawal I was feeling. So with a deep 
                            desire to get back to sailing and cruising in my new 
                            habitat, (mostly Texas bays) and a developing new 
                            love for things made of wood, I bought the magazine. 
                            My wife gave me a funny look as I put the magazine 
                            in the shopping cart, all she said was “Finish 
                            the house first”. I read the magazine from cover 
                            to cover and then subscribed to it. I ordered the 
                            information packet for the Tiki 21, but it seemed 
                            like too big a project for the near future. A little 
                            ad in the back of the magazine however, for a “Build 
                            The Instant Catboat” book sure kept dragging 
                            my eye back to that page. So….. I ordered it 
                            too. 
                             
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                                    |  | Here is 
                                        the model - a shrine to my Bobcat (click 
                                        images to enlarge) |  |  I read the book, sort of. Okay, I mostly ogled the 
                            pictures. I decided that I could build this boat and 
                            announced this to my wife. “Finish the house 
                            first” was again her response. I complied but 
                            only because at that point I didn’t have a place 
                            to build a boat. I eventually got the house done, 
                            well done enough that we could live in it. My friends 
                            all say that I have the best wife in the world for 
                            putting up with me when they hear that my wife has 
                            been cooking on a two burner electric hot plate for 
                            thirteen years. I just tell them that you gotta be 
                            choosy when wife shopping. Beautiful; laughs at my 
                            corny jokes; and puts up with my stupid ideas were 
                            the top three things on my list when I was wife shopping. 
                           
                             
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                                    | I'll be danged 
                                      that worked!! | 
 |  |  About ten years passed by, and I got caught up with 
                            other projects, career, running a business, going 
                            out of business, children, financial woes… etc, 
                            etc. When one day in October 2004 I had just finished 
                            pouring a slab in my little shack of a shed and shazam, 
                            I had a workshop!!!! The first thing that crossed 
                            my mind as I walked across the freshly poured, almost 
                            dry concrete was, “I can build a boat now”. 
                            My wife didn’t even say to finish the house 
                            when I mentioned it to her. I went to my bookshelf, 
                            found my “Build the Instant Catboat” book, 
                            blew off the dust and started to ACTUALLY read it. In December of that year I built a scale model of 
                            the boat to the actual plan specs and not the way 
                            Payson recommends in the book. It turned out so good 
                            that most people guessed it was a boat the first time!!! 
                             
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                                    |  | Taping, 
                                        Taping, Taping that's all I ever do!!! 
                                        
 |  |  In January I started looking for wood. Ouch!!! I 
                            had been planning to use Marine grade plywood, but 
                            I wasn’t sufficiently over the aforementioned 
                            financial woes and going out of business to afford 
                            that. I recalled that Payson said that exterior grade 
                            plywood used the same glue as Marine. I thought long 
                            and hard and finally realized that this was actually 
                            a no brainer, at least for me right now. The price 
                            of marine grade plywood was a deal breaker at this 
                            point in the game. I started looking at exterior grade 
                            wood and finally ran across a really nice looking 
                            fir at the local lumber yard. I bought ten sheets, 
                            went home and started plotting dots on them, which 
                            eventually became lines that would hopefully closely 
                            resemble the parts of a boat when cut out. I tried 
                            to not think about or hope too hard that the pieces 
                            would all match up properly when assembled for fear 
                            of jinxing myself. It crossed my mind early on that I could be spending 
                            a lot of time cutting out pieces of wood that would 
                            never fit together. You see, even though I had built 
                            a house, with a house you can measure a straight line 
                            and determine that you need a board cut to such and 
                            such length to fit. Then you can cut it out, measure 
                            it again and say “Yeah, that’s close enough”. 
                            With a boat you are dealing with all of these fancy 
                            curves and have no way, that I am aware of, to determine 
                            if that shape resembles the desired shape until you 
                            bring them all together and attempt to assemble. I 
                            was afraid that I would make a simple mistake in calculating 
                            these “dots” on the sheet and ruin a whole 
                            bunch of wood. The only thing I knew to do was suck 
                            it up and keep on cutting. 
                             
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                                    | What??? through 
                                      taping?? YAY!!!!! | 
 |  |  In March of 2005 I finally had all the pieces cut 
                            out, well enough to make a hull I hoped. On a Saturday 
                            morning I went out to my little shack/shed and began 
                            dragging the pieces I needed to the center of the 
                            shed. I quickly threw together some scrap wood for 
                            the stands and began converting the pile in to a reasonable 
                            facsimile of a boat. I was impressed at how the Spanish 
                            windlass actually worked to bring the bow together 
                            and spread the hull at the beam (wonders never cease). 
                           Now came the dreaded bilge panels…….. 
                            gasp……. will they actually fit? Can I 
                            get them bent into place? By this time, I had read 
                            in some forums that this boat was as close to torturing 
                            plywood as one could get without fear of jail time. 
                            I began placing the first piece in at the transom 
                            and slowly worked my way forward. I tried Payson's 
                            idea of using a saw to remove excess wood and get 
                            the seams to close, but I found that the belt sander 
                            worked better for me. When I got the curve of the 
                            panel that brings it to the stem at the bow I began 
                            to understand the part about torturing plywood. The 
                            only exception to that concept was that I felt like 
                            it was torturing me more! I used a wet cloth and worked 
                            the panel over and finally got it to meet the stem, 
                            then set the screws quickly. I think it took me all 
                            day Saturday to get the bulkheads, transom, bottom 
                            and two side panels assembled. The next weekend it 
                            took all day Saturday to get one bilge panel on and 
                            then all day Sunday to get the other, but I now had 
                            a closed in hull. Guess what? All the panels fit within 
                            a sixteenth of an inch! I was amazed…. maybe 
                            a little shocked even. 
                             
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                                    |  | Yeah... 
                                        I built it. |  |  A friend came by and looked at my progress, he oohed 
                            and ahhed at my handiwork, but later admitted that 
                            when he left he was thinking what a shame that I was 
                            wasting all that perfectly good plywood to be burned 
                            in pile behind the shed someday when I gave up on 
                            the project. I hesitate to discuss the next step - TAPING THE 
                            SEAMS………. aaarghhhh!!!!! This is 
                            plain and simple TORTURE for the boat builder. It 
                            reminds me of taping and floating sheet-rock. You 
                            work and work and work, then you step back to admire 
                            your work. Sure enough you worked for hours and it 
                            looks the same. I thought I was never going to get 
                            through with this stage and what a mess I made. Resin 
                            dripped all over the place like a kindergartener’s 
                            art class. You can bet that was fun to clean up. Looking 
                            at my project one afternoon I was convinced it would 
                            never be anything more than an ugly duckling. One 
                            that only it’s mother (or father????) could 
                            love. 
                             
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                                    | Getting closer.... 
                                      hey this ain't no stinking electric boat! | 
 |  |  After what seemed like ten or fifteen years of hard, 
                            tedious, and painful labor I got most of the @#$&@$#@&*!!! 
                            seams taped! (Sorry for that burst of vulgarity, but 
                            the memories flooding my mind took over the keyboard.) 
                            Around this time I was beginning to think of how to 
                            finish out the boat. When I built my model I had merely 
                            varnished the deck. I really wanted this beautiful 
                            wooden boat look for my REAL boat. I also wanted to 
                            stick to the plans which called for glassing over 
                            the hull and deck. I began to peruse the various different 
                            forums and inquire about using a stain under a polyester 
                            resin to achieve a rich wood appearance. Boy….. 
                            let’s skip that painful memory. I did however 
                            run into another discussion about exterior plywood. 
                            Someone pointed out that before you started construction 
                            with anything less than marine grade you should do 
                            a boil test. YIKES….. that rang a bell. Payson 
                            had said the same thing. Did I remember to do that??? 
                            Of course not. I began to panic, some of the descriptions 
                            seemed to resemble the plywood I was using. Delaminating 
                            plywood, warped, and checking panels filled my dreams 
                            that night. Before I went to work the next day I went 
                            out to the shed and retrieved a couple scraps, I took 
                            them into the house and asked my faithful and wonderful 
                            wife to boil them for three hours. The look on her 
                            face was priceless, she was convinced that I had finely 
                            gone over the edge. After a bit of explaining she 
                            agreed to do it, I told her I would call in three 
                            hours for the results. The wood passed with flying 
                            colors and my breathing returned to normal. 
                             
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                                    |  | Ohh.. 
                                        Baby you are looking good.... (kiss)... 
                                        good morning!! |  |  I stopped construction in about April of 2005 due 
                            to beginning a new job, my schedule was a mess. I 
                            was now doing shift work and it took a while for my 
                            body and brain to become synchronized again. In the 
                            fall of that year I began a training program at work 
                            that had me home every day at 3:30 pm. I began to 
                            make use of that time on my boat. Construction after the SEAM TAPING went pretty smoothly. 
                            It became quite pleasant in fact. Every day when I 
                            got home I would go out to the shed and work for two 
                            or three hours, it was my new way of relaxing. Progress 
                            began to show on the boat. I decided to not stain 
                            the deck, to just glass it and if it looked okay to 
                            varnish the fiberglassed deck and not to paint it. 
                            The hull I painted with Ace brand, solvent based, 
                            porch and deck paint. The samples I had tried finished 
                            out real nice and turned VERY hard after a fairly 
                            long cure time of a few weeks, (surely if you have 
                            read this far you don’t expect me to be more 
                            precise than that). Of course the paint would not 
                            go on as smoothly on the boat as it did on the test 
                            piece…..oh no….no way. It went on very 
                            nicely, laid down real nice with no brush strokes 
                            whatsoever and then sagged like a sixty year old stripper…… 
                            yeow…… ugly mental image, but you get 
                            the idea. I had to sand and scrape almost all of that 
                            coat off and start over. Fifteen (maybe fewer) coats 
                            later I decided that it was good enough (I was tired 
                            of painting) and went to work on the deck. 
                             
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                                    | My Bobcat 
                                      parked in front house that so dang long 
                                      to build. | 
 |  |  The deck after fiberglassing looked good enough and 
                            I decided to use a plain spar varnish on it. I had 
                            considered using a stain and varnish first but it 
                            wasn’t necessary. The wood had taken on a nice 
                            glow with just the addition of the polyester resin. In February of 2006 I read on this website about 
                            the Gulf Coast Messabout at Magnolia Beach. I decided 
                            then and there that I would finish my boat and launch 
                            there for the first time. Magnolia Beach is where 
                            my family have been going to do most of our sailing 
                            and fishing for years. I was quite surprised to realize 
                            that all of ya’ll knew about the place as well. 
                            This is a small boat sailors heaven. I busted my tail 
                            on the boat from then right up until the three days 
                            before the Messabout to have her ready for the event. 
                            We made it, and that story will be in PART 
                            2 (coming next month). 
                             
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                                    |  | Me with 
                                        my beautiful wife that puts up with me. |  |  
 
                            
                                                        
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