Oh, the motor well. Seems simple enough. Build a box that bolts to the back of the boat, upon which the motor clamps.
I've been working on the motor well since the days of the Troublesome Skegs and before the Boat Flip.
Turns out that though this earns only a brief paragraph in the Glen-L Waterlodge instructions, it is really quite time consuming.
And though the motor well shows up on various views in the plans three times, it still leaves a lot of unspecified dimensions. Despite a lot of fancy maths including tangents and the Pythagorean theorem my first effort to suss out the missing dimensions and angles was a loose collection of mismatched angles and incorrectly cut two-by stock.
The challenge of the motor well is that there are few right angles, several that are very close, but not quite 90 degrees, several similar obtuse angles and some crazy acute angles. The difficulty lies in translating perfectly good angles and lengths to actual measurements and cuts.
My second attempt -- salvaging as much of the previously cut wood as I could -- discarded the mathematical approach and did it the way a carpenter would. Rather than cutting the two-by stock first, I marked out the known angles and measurements on plywood, solving the unknowns as I went along. I cut out the 5/8" plywood giving me a useful template that would be used for the sides of the motor well. Finally, I measured and marked the two-by members to match the template. Magic!
After fitting everything best I could, I epoxied everything together to give me two assembled sides to the motor well.
This was a logistical challenge similar to assembling the side stringers -- you want to align the two-by members facing up, but the screws need to go in from the other side. In this case, the motor well sides were small enough I could assemble the two-by members facing up on saw horses, then put a few screws in from the bottom to hold them together.
After that, I flipped them over and screwed the shit out of them. All done while everything -- drill, screws, wood, hands -- are covered in sticky goo. Fun!
I completely encapsulated the wood inside the motor well with epoxy to protect it from decay.
I know from experience assembling boxes, it is easy to discover in the end that you've created a parallelogram that doesn't fit your last side. How to prevent this?
I temporarily screwed the bottom on the motor well to square up the sides before assembling the rest of the box. I'm using wax paper to prevent the epoxy from accidentally adhering the bottom. In fact, the bottom won't go on until after the motor well is already bolted on to the hull to allow me access to the bolts.
Now, I can go ahead and epoxy and screw on the back and the framing members.
We have to bolt this thing in with 5/8 carriage bolts no greater than six inches apart. Turns out that's a lot, really.
I marked the bolt holes and drilled from the outside of the motor well using a carpenter's square to get holes perpendicular to the rake of the hull.
Sixteen bolts for this 2 foot square box hanging off the back of the boat.
The heads of some of the carriage bolts would fall on angled members, and so needed to be countersunk.
I needed to temporarily hang this thing so I can mark the bolt holes on the hull. I built a little support jig that took into account the missing bottom piece.
Here is the motor well on the boat. Fancy.
Using a wax china pencil, I marked the bolt holes for mounting the motor well.
It seemed like madness to drill 16 holes in my previously watertight boat hull. Soon, we'll finish the outside of the motor well and bolt it on.
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Motor Well, A Mini-Project Unto Itself
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The Talented Mr. Johnson
For a while now, my cousin Brian has been wanting to introduce me to Mr. Johnson. He's had Mr. Johnson living with him for a time and thinks he'll be just the person to help get my shantyboat project going.
I'd been thinking about powering this little craft, particularly as I put the finishing touches on the hull. There is a place in the plans where an outboard is drawn in dotted lines like a ghostly visitor in comics. I even started working on the motor well, the little box that gets attached to the stern of the boat where the motor attaches.
So I started asking acound, Anyone know of a good cheap outboard, just a little thing that might push my little barge boat around?
Cousin Brian was dying to introduce me to Mr. Johnson. Here he is. He's a 9.5 HP outboard. I forget what year. Mid 70's, I think.
Brian thought he should come live with me. He demonstrated Mr. Johnson's prowess in a barrel of water in the driveway of his suburban home. Mr. Johnson revved and smoked and burbled just like a good motor should.
Brian -- who is a master of boats and outboards and fishing and BBQs and other manly stuff -- taught me some of the things I need to know about Mr. Johnson. He had me take a photograph of the correct oil Mr. Johnson wants mixed with his gasoline, though I immediately forget the proportions.
And I need to get me one of these: A gas container with a fancy attachment doodad.
Here Brian poses with Mr. Johnson, demonstrating, the people he thinks will be drawn to my hillbilly shantyboat.
I think he might be saying in a hick drawl: "Hey, Cleatus, you gotta take a look at this. Ain't that the durndest thing?"
I'd been thinking about powering this little craft, particularly as I put the finishing touches on the hull. There is a place in the plans where an outboard is drawn in dotted lines like a ghostly visitor in comics. I even started working on the motor well, the little box that gets attached to the stern of the boat where the motor attaches.
So I started asking acound, Anyone know of a good cheap outboard, just a little thing that might push my little barge boat around?
Cousin Brian was dying to introduce me to Mr. Johnson. Here he is. He's a 9.5 HP outboard. I forget what year. Mid 70's, I think.
Brian thought he should come live with me. He demonstrated Mr. Johnson's prowess in a barrel of water in the driveway of his suburban home. Mr. Johnson revved and smoked and burbled just like a good motor should.
Brian -- who is a master of boats and outboards and fishing and BBQs and other manly stuff -- taught me some of the things I need to know about Mr. Johnson. He had me take a photograph of the correct oil Mr. Johnson wants mixed with his gasoline, though I immediately forget the proportions.
And I need to get me one of these: A gas container with a fancy attachment doodad.
Here Brian poses with Mr. Johnson, demonstrating, the people he thinks will be drawn to my hillbilly shantyboat.
I think he might be saying in a hick drawl: "Hey, Cleatus, you gotta take a look at this. Ain't that the durndest thing?"
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