Gold Bond

While we're on sail lofts, here's a new hybrid from a couple of fairly

well-known sailors in the Mid-Atlantic-and-way-beyond region.

Skip Moorhouse, after over four decades of building sails for

generations of competitive sailors, decided to retire to Montana

and sail in some fresh mountain water and kick ass out west for a 

change.  John MacCausland, a relative newcomer (cough, 

cough) to the sailing scene, has moved in and kept Skip's brand 

and added his own to create an obvious slam-dunk in 

performance racing services. 

The loft is located out in the fields of Lumberton, in spacious and

rural Burlington County, N.J.  If you didn't know where you were 

going, you'd be lost.  It's a veritable stone's throw, however, from

several hotbeds of East Coast sailing, including Barnegat Bay, 

Delaware River, Long Beach Island, and a little-known estuary

called the Chesapeake Bay.

I drove there today to ask that my mainsail batten pocket be 

mended. Seems that the velcro strap holding in the longest batten 

keeps losing its grip, and in turn allows said batten to protrude from 

the leech, making the skipper look like a dope.  I don't need any 

more help in that department.  I told Judy, the heart and soul of the 

loft, that she could easily find which pocket needed attention by the 

amount of duct tape residue around the end of the pocket.  I'm 

usually very content to just keep changing the duct tape instead of 

actually getting the sail repaired, and I even bought white tape so 

that it was less noticeable, but no, Baywife has had enough.  

Get the Goddamn thing fixed!