Wow. A hard day of steam bending ribs, squeezing and cranking clamps until either the board explodes or my wrists do. Then screwing them in. 36 out of 40 are in. The rest will be going in tomorrow morning.
Here they are coming out of the sauna:
And entering my torture chamber:
“You may wonder why I’ve called you all here,” said the head clamp…
Four of the ribs are not steam-bent, but rather cut to fit the lapstrakes edges, as these anchor the forward and rear bulkheads, and I need to create a water barrier.
My wrists are in spasm from the high-tension clamping, but life is good. Soon: gunwales.