nathanlee
Well-Known Member
When I made the move from a 21ft Corribee, to a 32ft Nicholson, I was convinced I'd finally got the boat I wanted.
I have in a way. It's got bags of room, and a heads, and I can stand up when I'm cooking or, more rarely, washing up. However, weighing in at nearly 7tons, and not controllably going astern for love nor money, plus the 5' 6" draft which I'm petrified of grounding, means I'm quite honestly too nervous to take her out on my own. I'd take the corribee out no matter what the weather was going, and I never, ever had a problem mooring her, but I've successfully managed to mess up the job on a few occasions on the Nic, and in situations that should have been an absolute doddle. I've gone from a boat that I could jump on and sail off, to something which is... well, staying put for the foreseeable future.
To make matters worse, I had the rigger out on Friday. He's sorted the in mast furling, which now works a treat, but despite our combined best efforts, the verdict for the forestay furling gear is... well, grim. It needs to be replaced, and at a cost equivalent to what I paid for the entire Corribee back in 2008.
Still, on the bright side, I bit the bullet and got a little sailing dinghy which fits snugly on the foredeck. The centreboard and rudder stow nicely in the Nic's cockpit lockers, and the rig comfortable fits in the forepeak. I have, at least, had a jolly old time on that this weekend.
So there it is. Small boats are much better than big boats, if sailing is what you want to do.
Lesson learned, D.
I have in a way. It's got bags of room, and a heads, and I can stand up when I'm cooking or, more rarely, washing up. However, weighing in at nearly 7tons, and not controllably going astern for love nor money, plus the 5' 6" draft which I'm petrified of grounding, means I'm quite honestly too nervous to take her out on my own. I'd take the corribee out no matter what the weather was going, and I never, ever had a problem mooring her, but I've successfully managed to mess up the job on a few occasions on the Nic, and in situations that should have been an absolute doddle. I've gone from a boat that I could jump on and sail off, to something which is... well, staying put for the foreseeable future.
To make matters worse, I had the rigger out on Friday. He's sorted the in mast furling, which now works a treat, but despite our combined best efforts, the verdict for the forestay furling gear is... well, grim. It needs to be replaced, and at a cost equivalent to what I paid for the entire Corribee back in 2008.
Still, on the bright side, I bit the bullet and got a little sailing dinghy which fits snugly on the foredeck. The centreboard and rudder stow nicely in the Nic's cockpit lockers, and the rig comfortable fits in the forepeak. I have, at least, had a jolly old time on that this weekend.
So there it is. Small boats are much better than big boats, if sailing is what you want to do.
Lesson learned, D.