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Guitar Strings & Sailboat Things – Trailer

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The Tour: 33 shows in 38 days

Formed in 2011 with the purpose of touring by sailboat and bicycle to promote thier album Guitar Strings & Sailboat Things, musicians Marc Borde (Cassette Tape & Shark Attack), Ryan Beard (Mama Tried & Shark Attack) and Blake Plsek (Mama Tried) eventually settled with the name “The Crew” although they would often be refereed to as the “band from the ICW (Intercoastal Waterway)” by spectators, dolphins and seagulls.

 
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Meet the Alyzarian

Formed in 2011 with the purpose of touring by sailboat and bicycle to promote thier album Guitar Strings & Sailboat Things, musicians Marc Borde (Cassette Tape & Shark Attack), Ryan Beard (Mama Tried & Shark Attack) and Blake Plsek (Mama Tried) eventually settled with the name “The Crew” although they would often be refereed to as the “band from the ICW (Intercoastal Waterway)” by spectators, dolphins and seagulls.

 

A most ambitious tour and much more!

 

Girls of Galveston

The sail back to Galveston was relaxing and uneventful.  We cruised along on a broad reach with the waves coming from behind us under the power of the genoa and the 6 hp Nissan outboard.  We rounded the jetty and sailed close-hauled until we turned toward the yacht basin and were facing straight upwind.  We dropped the sail and motored into our slip on the west dock.

 

Testing The Waters – Offshore Surfside

We had made great time so far and were approaching Surfside way ahead of schedule.  I asked The Crew if they wanted to go for a little spin offshore before the sun went down and maybe do a little fishing around a rig or something.  Ryan and Blake were all about it, so instead of going straight when we reached the Freeport Channel intersection, we turned right and headed toward the Gulf of Mexico.

 

 

One Whistle

Cruising down the Intracoastal is like driving on a major highway, but the road is water varying in conditions, if you don’t stay on the road you will most likely run aground, and there are completely different rules.  There can be a lot of traffic, and there are even “work zones.”  Communication can be achieved by the use of horns, lights, hand signals, and even shouting, but the primary tool is the VHF radio.

 

Mast Climb Fail

Alyzarian was finally ready for departure and the wind was blowing in our favor.  The plan was to sail out of the harbor with the main sail and only use the motor if we needed it.  We would hoist the mainsail at the dock, and then untie the docking lines.  We would then manually ease the boat out of the slip, catch the breeze in the sail and be on our way to Rockport.

 

Trippy Nights, Late Departure

Good vibes come alive
Now laugh ‘til you piss your pants
Close friends and mushrooms
It had been a long relaxing day in Port Aransas, spent mostly on the beach with Mama Tried.  There were some small waves, and we all took turns surfing with Ryan’s old longboard, and when we weren’t in the water, we were drinking beer and hanging out under the shade tent that displayed J-Bone’s tie-dyes.  I had rented a golf cart, and did some cruising around with friends to some of my favorite bars.

 

Tropical Storm Don

News of an approaching storm really tends to freak people out on the Gulf Coast.  I was in Corpus Christi when I heard rumors of a potential hurricane heading straight to Port Aransas – our next destination.  I was definitely concerned, as Hurricanes and sailboats do not mix well, but I figured we would just play it safe.  We would still sail to Port Aransas (before the storm arrived) and dock at Island Moorings Marina which was one of the safest marinas in the area.  We would double up on the ropes, and if things got too bad, we would sleep on land somewhere.

 

Bikes + Equipment = Pain

The management at Harrison’s Landing was very angry with us.  Not only were we late, but Ryan had left a solid trail of blood all the way from the parking lot, through the restaurant, and out onto the dock patio where Blake and I were setting up our equipment.  I noticed the blood pools before Ryan had a chance to explain what had happened.  It was gross, but  when I heard from the staff that it was from Ryan, I was pretty worried.

 

Fishing with Captain Cacy

While the crew was out drinking in Port Aransas with my sister Michelle in celebration of her birthday, we made the last-minute decision to book an offshore fishing trip for the following morning with our friend Captain Cacy.  He offered to give us a great deal, and my sister and her boyfriend Joel were stoked.  Ryan, Blake, and I were also excited to go out on his boat “Barracuda.”  We had been hanging out with Cacy and his friends at the Island Moorings Marina quite a bit when we were docked there, we had already logged a significant amount of time at the “Table of Nautical Geniuses,” which was a popular meeting place and drinking location in the marina for the salty types.

 

Bomb the Hill!

The crew was chatting with friends after eating a delicious barbecue dinner at Wayne’s (of the Weak Day Boyz) house.  We had ridden our bikes to his house earlier in the day and were preparing to make our way back to the marina.  We were talking about how the ride should be fun since it would be mostly down wind, and I mentioned a cool downhill trail that I had noticed earlier in the week.