Under schlocky rust and about 2 inches of water lay my keel bolts, which hold on the 2700lb keel that keeps this top-heavy beast upright. They looked lumpy and misshapen, possibly due to corrosion or the half inch of accumulated crud...
I cleared away the crud to discover a thick coating of epoxy resin globbed on everywhere. That accounted for the indistinct shapes at least, but I still had no idea what condition my bolts were in--the wrap of epoxy could hide anything. I kept cleaning.
Then I saw the most terrifying thing...cracks in the epoxy...and water seeping up thru the cracks. I had a moment of panicky hyperventilation.
Well, the cracked epoxy was not doing it's job, obviously, and also wasn't strong enough to be holding back the sea. So, with fear and trembling, I took a screwdriver and hammer to it and began chipping it away. I told myself sternly that it was better to know what I was dealing with sooner than later. I might have said a few special words...
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| The most beautiful thing on the boat. |
I was incredibly lucky. It turned out the water was rainwater that had seeped behind the cracked epoxy from above, not seawater coming up from below. The fiberglass is rock solid, and the bolts are gorgeous. I have never been so relieved in my life.

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