Thank you. I’m thinking about using this serviceWellllll not a sailbag to hold sails!!
How about a fashion bag to hold your kit?
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This sort of thing....
Using a bit of creativity and a quick spin of the sowing machine or a trip to a clothing alterations shop, you could turn the old bag into a real memory with the Sabot logo and sail numbers...: The 2 batons could be handles. Sail cringles could be fore the ties...
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No, the hull was destroyed 30 years ago by my brother’s family who trashed it, sadly. I had to put my dad in a home last year and, in cleaning out his garage, found all the rigging in a paper bag from a grocery store that went out of business decades ago, the centerboard which was too far gone to reatore, the fiberglass mast, wooden boom and this sail.Still looks like a sail to me, though it's a bit dirty. Looks like it would work for bopping around the harbor. Do you still have the boat?
All great ideas - thank you!Wash it and see how clean you can get it. In addition to a bag, there is an endless list of things you could turn it into if you are the creative type. A sunshade. An umbrella. A hammock. A very cool jacket that would be the envy of all sailors you meet. Snow pants shell. There was a story in Good Old Boat where someone made a sail into a series drogue. A firewood carrier. A flag (everyone will wonder what the numbers mean). .....
Maybe you could cut the Sabot from the sail and make a little square table matt for his bedside table?I had to put my dad in a home last year
Thank you. My dad is the same way. Some days are better than others, but his strongest memories are as a child and young adult with my mom. Most days he doesn’t immediately know who I am, but he can name me and my siblings in old pictures, so he’s still in there somewhere.Maybe you could cut the Sabot from the sail and make a little square table matt for his bedside table?
When we put my mum in a home with dementia, she had a box of trinkets from her life that would be used but the staff when she would get upset. They would bring her Memory Box to her and ask her what the items were. She loved to remember the things, and she could easily remember long distant memories. It was just the last 20 years that had her stumped. 😥