Sergeant_Pepper
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... "n" gallons of seawater which found new means of entering Sergeant Pepper'd foc'sle. It would seem two stanchions need to be re-bedded rather soon!
We left at 08:00'ish and arrived Lanstone harbour at 10:15, at which point we droppped the main and promptly foulded the prop on some underwater nasty. It gets very shallow off that entrance so up the main went again as the skipper lit another fag and thought about SAILING into Southsea marina up a very narrow and twisting channel. We were just headed in when, on the umteenth go, I started the engine and slammed it into reverse. major clattering and thumping from underneath and it seems we shook off some "fishermans" bottles and ropes. How lucky can you get?
As to the crossing, we never recorded a max gust of greater than 31 knots apparanet, but with it being on the nose for the last half (and clawing our way around from St Catherines) it was a horribly wet passage for us.
Knackered. Would love to do such a journey again with the Scuttlebutters - maybe in more clement wweather?
What struck me most was the wonderfully friendly atmosphere - anyone would have thought the 30 or so people in the restaurant were long standing friends - not the total bunch of near strangers ... exceptional.
While I'm at it, though, may I just add a sincere "Thank you - Well Done!" to Twister Ken and Big Nick. Your effort and planning was superb (ps. the rugby was YESTERDAY).
Regards to all,
Humperdinck
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We left at 08:00'ish and arrived Lanstone harbour at 10:15, at which point we droppped the main and promptly foulded the prop on some underwater nasty. It gets very shallow off that entrance so up the main went again as the skipper lit another fag and thought about SAILING into Southsea marina up a very narrow and twisting channel. We were just headed in when, on the umteenth go, I started the engine and slammed it into reverse. major clattering and thumping from underneath and it seems we shook off some "fishermans" bottles and ropes. How lucky can you get?
As to the crossing, we never recorded a max gust of greater than 31 knots apparanet, but with it being on the nose for the last half (and clawing our way around from St Catherines) it was a horribly wet passage for us.
Knackered. Would love to do such a journey again with the Scuttlebutters - maybe in more clement wweather?
What struck me most was the wonderfully friendly atmosphere - anyone would have thought the 30 or so people in the restaurant were long standing friends - not the total bunch of near strangers ... exceptional.
While I'm at it, though, may I just add a sincere "Thank you - Well Done!" to Twister Ken and Big Nick. Your effort and planning was superb (ps. the rugby was YESTERDAY).
Regards to all,
Humperdinck
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