Babylon
Well-Known Member
Sat, destination Cherbourg, crept out past Hurst and down the Needles Chan in thick fog, hopping from buoy to buoy. Cleared Needles in poor vis (200m), then set course for France. Wind F5 from east, so lovely beam reach and seas moderate, speed 5.5 to 6.0kn.
Two hours later, swilled side-decks where both my crew, not seasoned sailors, had been ill, then emptied barf-buckets from beside their bunks. Vis better at maybe 1mile.
Two hours hence, on edge of first shipping lane, fog thickens again. Vis down to 100m or so. Radar on: several westbound contacts, one or two looking like converging courses with us. No AIS or DSC facilities.
My thoughts were: okay, a couple of hours of this now, then a couple of hours later for the eastbound boys, all spent down below. Windvane steering. Stressful, sickmaking (I couldn't afford to go dry-mouthed, let alone puke). Daft. Willfully putting my crew's lives in danger.
So I turned back. Crew, upon waking, highly critical. Had a great weekend intead in Poole, then Newtown Creek, then up Beauliea, etc.
Chicken or prudent?
Two hours later, swilled side-decks where both my crew, not seasoned sailors, had been ill, then emptied barf-buckets from beside their bunks. Vis better at maybe 1mile.
Two hours hence, on edge of first shipping lane, fog thickens again. Vis down to 100m or so. Radar on: several westbound contacts, one or two looking like converging courses with us. No AIS or DSC facilities.
My thoughts were: okay, a couple of hours of this now, then a couple of hours later for the eastbound boys, all spent down below. Windvane steering. Stressful, sickmaking (I couldn't afford to go dry-mouthed, let alone puke). Daft. Willfully putting my crew's lives in danger.
So I turned back. Crew, upon waking, highly critical. Had a great weekend intead in Poole, then Newtown Creek, then up Beauliea, etc.
Chicken or prudent?