Kelpie
Well-Known Member
One for Dancrane et al.
Yesterday we took the Wanderer to a little uninhabited island which, I had spotted on Google Earth, has a tiny white sandy beach. Very enticing. Loaded a picnic, and anchor, and we set off.
We tacked up to the beach- decent breeze off the shore- and when within a boatlength of the shore were surprised to see waves of one or two feet high breaking. The beach slopes steeply so there was just this one line of breakers, and you couldn't really see them from seaward.
One such wave dumped us on the sand, and I hopped out, painter in hand. The next wave was much bigger, breaking over the stern of the boat and half swamping it. I tried to work out a plan. This was not at all what I had expected, especially given the offshore breeze. The next wave was a monster, swinging the boat round and almost capsizing her. SWMBO had by now got the main down, just in time for me to call out a slight change in plan. Time to leave!
The jib filled, allowing the bow to swing round into the surf, which stopped us from getting swamped by the next wave. It did, however, drive the boat hard sternwards up the beach, pushing the rudder into the sand, and nearly knocking me flat. With SWMBO bailing frantically, it took a few attempts to get the now very heavy boat relaunched, before I could clamber over the stern. A boatlength out, we were clear of the breakers and drifting gently in flat water, lazily making way under jib. A few minutes later we had the main back up and were on a screaming broad reach, with the self bailers sucking the boat dry.
We ate our picnic afloat. Island remains unexplored. And the boat appears undamaged (even the rudder), although it is full of sand.
Dinghy cruising doesn't always match up to expectations. It is rarely, however, boring.
Yesterday we took the Wanderer to a little uninhabited island which, I had spotted on Google Earth, has a tiny white sandy beach. Very enticing. Loaded a picnic, and anchor, and we set off.
We tacked up to the beach- decent breeze off the shore- and when within a boatlength of the shore were surprised to see waves of one or two feet high breaking. The beach slopes steeply so there was just this one line of breakers, and you couldn't really see them from seaward.
One such wave dumped us on the sand, and I hopped out, painter in hand. The next wave was much bigger, breaking over the stern of the boat and half swamping it. I tried to work out a plan. This was not at all what I had expected, especially given the offshore breeze. The next wave was a monster, swinging the boat round and almost capsizing her. SWMBO had by now got the main down, just in time for me to call out a slight change in plan. Time to leave!
The jib filled, allowing the bow to swing round into the surf, which stopped us from getting swamped by the next wave. It did, however, drive the boat hard sternwards up the beach, pushing the rudder into the sand, and nearly knocking me flat. With SWMBO bailing frantically, it took a few attempts to get the now very heavy boat relaunched, before I could clamber over the stern. A boatlength out, we were clear of the breakers and drifting gently in flat water, lazily making way under jib. A few minutes later we had the main back up and were on a screaming broad reach, with the self bailers sucking the boat dry.
We ate our picnic afloat. Island remains unexplored. And the boat appears undamaged (even the rudder), although it is full of sand.
Dinghy cruising doesn't always match up to expectations. It is rarely, however, boring.