Zen Zero
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Back in August, with a couple of friends, I was crossing over to Sardinia from Tuscany, a distance of a little over 100NM. It was a beautiful night with no moon, just millions and millions of stars and the Milky Way to show us the way and of course shooting stars (so many we had to stop saying "wow!" and just watch them in silence).
We saw just 3 ships that night, all of them going North, appearing as a glow on the horizon and then nearly running us down an hour later. This happened twice. The third ship passed a mile ahead of us and her wake flung me out of bed. The first ship paid us no attention at all while we hove to to let it pass, but there was still enough twilight for us to see each other.
This is about the second ship - the Norwegian Epic (I think) we discovered was her name afterwards, but at the time we didn't know. We'd been watching her for about an hour and determined we were on a collision course. We were the stand-on vessel (under sail, approaching from the ship's starboard bow) but would have been happy to take avoiding action. We didn't know whether they had seen our puny navigation lights. So the first thing we did was turn on the foredeck light to illuminate the genoa. This got a response from their searchlight.
What to do now?
We didn't want to interrupt the cruise ship's passage and were happy to heave to for a few minutes to let her pass, so I grabbed the hand held and said something like "um, large, er... cruise ship, um, this is the sailing yacht [name] [name] [name]". No answer. Twice.
So we tacked, altered course 90° to port and sailed down a track parallel to hers in the opposite direction about half a mile off and tacked back onto our course again when we were clear of her stern. We noticed that she had stopped, which was a pity because we'd have been quite happy to keep out of her way and let her carry on without wasting all that fuel stopping and starting again.
While all this was going on, an Italian friend whose knowledge of English consisted of hello, goodbye and "large cruise sheep ..." was babbling into the radio trying to get a response. The response we got was "Sailing yacht what is your position?" but by then the ship was halfway over the Northern horizon and there didn't seem much point in drawing any more attention to ourselves.
We arrived off the Sardinian coast in broad daylight had a refreshing swim, a shower, a plate of spaghetti with mashed crabs for lunch in a bar whose name I can't remember and then caught the bus to Olbia and the ferry back to the mainland while the owners set off on their summer cruise.
Why I'm posting this here, is to see what you think about keeping out of the way of commercial traffic in the middle of the sea in the middle of the night and how a VHF can help?
In hindsight, it would have been better to radio the ship much earlier, using the big radio by the chart table.
We saw just 3 ships that night, all of them going North, appearing as a glow on the horizon and then nearly running us down an hour later. This happened twice. The third ship passed a mile ahead of us and her wake flung me out of bed. The first ship paid us no attention at all while we hove to to let it pass, but there was still enough twilight for us to see each other.
This is about the second ship - the Norwegian Epic (I think) we discovered was her name afterwards, but at the time we didn't know. We'd been watching her for about an hour and determined we were on a collision course. We were the stand-on vessel (under sail, approaching from the ship's starboard bow) but would have been happy to take avoiding action. We didn't know whether they had seen our puny navigation lights. So the first thing we did was turn on the foredeck light to illuminate the genoa. This got a response from their searchlight.
What to do now?
We didn't want to interrupt the cruise ship's passage and were happy to heave to for a few minutes to let her pass, so I grabbed the hand held and said something like "um, large, er... cruise ship, um, this is the sailing yacht [name] [name] [name]". No answer. Twice.
So we tacked, altered course 90° to port and sailed down a track parallel to hers in the opposite direction about half a mile off and tacked back onto our course again when we were clear of her stern. We noticed that she had stopped, which was a pity because we'd have been quite happy to keep out of her way and let her carry on without wasting all that fuel stopping and starting again.
While all this was going on, an Italian friend whose knowledge of English consisted of hello, goodbye and "large cruise sheep ..." was babbling into the radio trying to get a response. The response we got was "Sailing yacht what is your position?" but by then the ship was halfway over the Northern horizon and there didn't seem much point in drawing any more attention to ourselves.
We arrived off the Sardinian coast in broad daylight had a refreshing swim, a shower, a plate of spaghetti with mashed crabs for lunch in a bar whose name I can't remember and then caught the bus to Olbia and the ferry back to the mainland while the owners set off on their summer cruise.
Why I'm posting this here, is to see what you think about keeping out of the way of commercial traffic in the middle of the sea in the middle of the night and how a VHF can help?
In hindsight, it would have been better to radio the ship much earlier, using the big radio by the chart table.