Her name means "Great Music" and she is my father's
boat. Built by my Dad (Ross Faneuf) over the course of 21
years and launched in 2000, Ceol Mor is one of
the major reasons why I build boats myself. Growing up in
the shop, handing screws to Ross, and "helping"
with all the many tasks involved gave me a great love for
the boatbuilding process.
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Ceol Mor is 36 feet long, designed as a performance
cruiser with a cutter rig. She is built of mahogany strip
planks over laminated mahogany frames, followed by three
layers of veneer and two of cloth. This is where the term
"Faneuf-built" had its origins. We used to joke
that if she hit a ledge, she'd bounce right off. But that's
a different story. Though she's rigged as a cutter, most
of my experience sailing aboard has been with the main and
genoa. And that was plenty exciting for my blood. She has
a fin keel and a skeg-hung rudder, and draws 7 feet ( !
) of water.
Ceol Mor is a testament to craftsmanship, dedication
and love. She currently sails out of Rockland, Maine.
Many, many pictures exist of her building. Unfortunately,
I don't have many of them, as they are the non-digital kind.
I do have a bunch of pictures from the frenzy of launch
week, as well as a few random others.
Ceol Mor Launching
"Yes! Yes!" - Ross Faneuf
Ceol Mor finally meets the Atlantic
I have oodles and oodles of pictures of the nutty
week before launch. However, I don't have space for them
at this website. For now, to see everything you'll have
to head over to my Ceol
Mor Imagestation gallery. They require you
to sign in, but I have never had any problems or spam
Here we go
The week before Ceol Mor's launch was, well...
insane. from final fitting-out to paint to electrical installation,
a small army of friends, family, and professionals descended
upon CM in a frenzy of activity. At first we were
fairly sane about things like bedtime (except Ross - but
The Driven Builder doesn't count on that measure), but towards
the end all semblance of normality evaporated. And that's
measuring 'normality' by the standards of my family, which
are pretty weird to begin with.
of many trips to Hamilton Marine in Searsport. I'm
sure they know Ross by first name.
At T Minus
5 days, CM has a coat of primer on, lots of stuff
masked off, and all the needed tasks lined up. "This
won't be THAT bad," I think.
Ho ho ho.
4 Days till Launch
Mask, paint, unmask. Sand,
Clean, Mask. Paint, varnish, unmask. Sand. Clean.
Paint. Clean. Install Fittings. Mask. Remove fittings.
Unmask. Mask. Sand. Clean. Put your left foot in,
and shake it all about.
We still think this is fun.
We named the shop vac "Damocles"
3 Days till Launch
This is one of the days where I didn't take many
pictures, because I was welded to a paint tipping
brush. We did the topsides this day. It involved hand
sanding, taking, etc etc, then 2 teams wielding rollers
and brushes, rolling and tipping the 2-part epoxy
paint. Bleh. I only took a couple pictures, those
of the bottom antifouling paint, which went on last
- late at night - so the toxic nastiness would be
dispersed by morning. We hoped.
2 Days till Launch
Now we un-mask everything, and start putting in
fittings. Since the fittings are bedded in nasty goop,
we mask around the fitting locations to protect the
paint and varnish. We joke about investing in 3M.
The mast gets trundled into the driveway and rigging
We get started installing fittings,
with goo and fitting and cleanup.
We mask off everywhere we don't want non-skid. Non-skid
goes on. We really wish we had invested in 3M.
This was the day we got way more done than possible.
The Genoa track got installed. The umpteen gazillion
bolts for this had to be variously bedded through
the toerail to the area behind the sheer clamp. Many
pieces of threaded rod with couplers were cut and
fitted so the track screws would bed down. Then an
unholy wrestling match commenced to bend the track
into place. Nope, no action shots from me.
I was too busy, I'm afraid. Oh, there was a lot
more of the Unmask, Sand, Clean, Mask, Whee! dance
going on, too.
The mast winches installed and other rigging chores
not finished by the rigger done.
I think (?) the electricians came this day to finish
The rudder was hung.
Then we got all the deck fittings installed. There
were a lot of them.
All the hatches were installed. We were pretty loopy
at this point (3 AM? 3:30 AM?) So seeing them in was
pretty nifty, "Oooooooo, Hatches!"
|Finally at 4 AM the last
touch: Installing the tiller. No project is complete
without some minor catastrophe: The rudder axle fell
into the lazarette and lodged next to the keel, a good
4 feet down. Of course, it's bronze so a magnet can't
retrieve it and Ross has to dive for it. But all's done
in the end.
Those of us non-insane people (i.e. Not Ross) try
to get some sleep before the boat truck arrives in
The scaffholding is torn down to allow access for
the boat trailer.
CM is drawn into the light of day for the first time
as a finished boat. We all get emotional.
Whoosh! Off to Rockport Marine
At Rockport, quite a crowd gathers to see the splash.
CM is slung into the travelift and lowered to give
access to the bow (10 feet in the air when she's on
Susan Stonestreet gives her a blessing, Loie and
I smash the champagne (no duds - it smashed perfectly),
and the family climbs aboard for the almost anticlimactically
Launched at last!
The mast is installed and the rigger goes to work.
Round about here Ross fell asleep on one of the berths
(no cushions) while the rigger got all the fittings
At the end of the day CM was resting peacefully in
her natural element, and we were unconscious.
||Fair winds and happy sailing to Ceol
Mor, and all my love to Daddy.