Raising the roof beams

A full day in the shop. I cut out all the deck framing and Dan painstakingly fit each into the gunwales. 

Every day the boat looks a little wilder, a little more boaty. Soon we'll deck her over, at which point I think she'll lose a bit of her exciting geometry and become more of a pure form. For now, though, it is fun to gawk at the lines of all those ribs, of the deck framing wrapping around, each board curved tighter than the last.

Ah, the sweet light of a single incandescent bulb, once the operating room lights are shut down for the night...