It could all of been different

[Wansworth]

Reading Adrian Hayters book”Sheila in the Wind” of his East about voyage in 1952/3 to NewZealand.Compared to Hiscocks book of his westaboutvoyage with colored plates and the general feeling that traveling in a small boat could be fun which certainly inspired many ocean voyagers,Hayters bookis full of philosophical questioning,doom and gloom and almost constant bad weather ,getting wet and general discomfort .But is interesting to compare his experience along the north African coast to todays …..he found the French dominating with almost every port had a yacht club…..Hiscock went on to be the doyen of world cruisers in the1960s

 

[Sandy]

For a fleeting moment I thought you had finally bought a boat.

 

[Wansworth]

For a fleeting moment I thought you had finally bought a boat.

Have to wait to complete cataract operation…….but the search continues

 

[LittleSister]

Hayters bookis full of philosophical questioning,doom and gloom and almost constant bad weather ,getting wet and general discomfort .

Well, I am not going sailing there's any of that involved!

I didn't see it mentioned/pictured in the brochures.

 

[Wansworth]

Well, I am not going sailing there's any of that involved!

I didn't see it mentioned/pictured in the brochures.

There you are Hayter would certainly put budding world girdlers off the whole idea whilst Hiscock and his wife made world sailing a comfy family event with coloursphotos to boot ….theyachting industry owes his memoryavery big debit

 

[Bodach na mara]

Pedantic alert. "--- HAVE been ---" for God's sake.

 

[Wansworth]

Could you

Pedantic alert. "--- HAVE been ---" for God's sake.

identify this error with aday glo marker pen?

 

[Bodach na mara]

I did. Now I have a Dayglo mark on my phone screen.

The heading should read "It could all have been different."

 

[Wansworth]

Ah

I did. Now I have a Dayglo mark on my phone screen.

The heading should read "It could all have been different."

Isee that now……I am indebit to you

 

[Daydream believer]

That is where Wansy went wrong
Hayter makes lawn mowers. Not yachts.

 

[Wansworth]

That is where Wansy went wrong
Hayter makes lawn mowers. Not yachts.

 

[LittleSister]

There you are Hayter would certainly put budding world girdlers off the whole idea whilst Hiscock and his wife made world sailing a comfy family event with coloursphotos to boot ….theyachting industry owes his memoryavery big debit

I do actually quite like a bit of introspection and gritty realism in my seafaring reading.

If it's all too bright and breezy, and/or gung ho, I find it a bit distancing.

 

[Wansworth]

I do actually quite like a bit of introspection and gritty realism in my seafaring reading.

If it's all too bright and breezy, and/or gung ho, I find it a bit distancing.

You would like Hayter then

 

[GEM43]

Pedantic alert. "--- HAVE been ---" for God's sake.

I refer my honourable friend to the reply I gave some moments ago:

https://forums.ybw.com/threads/forthcoming-rant-scedule.613430/

#2

 

[wombat88]

Best to start with Adlard Coles and all that Heavy Weather...'

 

[Stemar]

Best to start with Adlard Coles and all that Heavy Weather...'

Done that. Am left with a determination never to find myself in such situations. The improvements in forecasting over the many years mean I most likely won't, in spite of a current thread complaining about wind gusts

 

[LittleSister]

You would like Hayter then

I seem to recall 'Sailing Out of Silence' as being suitably morose (though long time since I've read it). Chap, not young, going/gone deaf, decides to bugger off alone in his boat (Contessa 26? across Atlantic?).

I really enjoyed one (forgotten name, though someone did remind me of the title on here a few years back) about a (Maths?) Poly lecturer who manages to get a year off work and heads off across the Atlantic. One memorable part (of several) is he sets off from his home port of Whitby with an unfamiliar crew who he clearly doesn't get on well with. They have a really grim trip up the North-East Coast, repeatedly hindered by foul weather. Because that leg takes much longer than anticipated, he runs out of cigarettes, only making the bad situation even worse. When, at long last, they finally get to go ashore the departing crew reveals he had had a stash of tobacco with him all along! The trip down the West Coast/Irish Sea doesn't go a lot better, but he does get going across the Atlantic eventually, and has unusual and moving adventures. Recommended.

For gritty realism there's one (by Sheila something or other?). Couple, 1940s(?), buy an old wooden boat to live the dream and sail the world, but almost inevitably the repairs mount up, they run out of money, get a writ pinned to the mast because of debts, and steal the boat away by night to escape them. Boat is unready, but they head off (down Irish Sea?), face storms, further breakages etc. end up lost in the Channel without charts. Eventually they are wrecked (on Portland?) and her husband/boyfriend killed. Best read on a winter's night with the wind howling and rain lashing down! (So long as you have a warm, dry bed to go to when you put it down. )

 

[Wansworth]

Thelas

I seem to recall 'Sailing Out of Silence' as being suitably morose (though long time since I've read it). Chap, not young, going/gone deaf, decides to bugger off alone in his boat (Contessa 26? across Atlantic?).

I really enjoyed one (forgotten name, though someone did remind me of the title on here a few years back) about a (Maths?) Poly lecturer who manages to get a year off work and heads off across the Atlantic. One memorable part (of several) is he sets off from his home port of Whitby with an unfamiliar crew who he clearly doesn't get on well with. They have a really grim trip up the North-East Coast, repeatedly hindered by foul weather. Because that leg takes much longer than anticipated, he runs out of cigarettes, only making the bad situation even worse. When, at long last, they finally get to go ashore the departing crew reveals he had had a stash of tobacco with him all along! The trip down the West Coast/Irish Sea doesn't go a lot better, but he does get going across the Atlantic eventually, and has unusual and moving adventures. Recommended.

For gritty realism there's one (by Sheila something or other?). Couple, 1940s(?), buy an old wooden boat to live the dream and sail the world, but almost inevitably the repairs mount up, they run out of money, get a writ pinned to the mast because of debts, and steal the boat away by night to escape them. Boat is unready, but they head off (down Irish Sea?), face storms, further breakages etc. end up lost in the Channel without charts. Eventually they are wrecked (on Portland?) and her husband/boyfriend killed. Best read on a winter's night with the wind howling and rain lashing down! (So long as you have a warm, dry bed to go to when you put it down. )

I once owned the sister ship to Felicity Anne that the author sailed across the Atlantic…..name escapes me….Anne Davidson….Myship is so small

 

[Wansworth]

Selene…..sister ship to FelicityAnne.

 

[Irish Rover]

Pedantic alert. "--- HAVE been ---" for God's sake.

Would it not be more correct to call him a "has been"?