Tomaret
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Shipmate Senior in 1982, first season on the Trent just outside Newark, then to Blakeney (free mooring). Then first child came along and no more sailing for 10 years,. Then a Lightning dinghy in Lagos, Nigeria.
A Griffiths Water Witch ketch. The boat was built in ply and came in bits with a good bit of rot in some of her ribs and decks and the keel bolts (as I found out) were hanging on by the skin of their teeth. The bilge keels had gone missing and her rigging lay in a pile under the boat. She had an old air-cooled Lister that had to be started with a crank and sounded much like an old tractor.
Amazingly, she had a set of brand new sails, including a spinnaker, as the wife of the previous owner worked for a local sailmaker.
With much youthful enthusiasm I managed to put her back together and cruised her for a couple of years.
I didn't have a lot of money, but I was able to trade my labour by building a couple of teak doors for a guy with a Mobo. He had a fibre glassing business and he glassed the leaky decks for me. I did the same deal with another chap who was a welder and he made me a new set of bilge keels.
I was terribly exited when I finally relaunched. All the folk in the fixer-upper yard walked with me behind the old travel lift, like we were following a hearse at a funeral. She was launched stern first and, once I got the old Lister going, I had to turn her in the narrow lane. She was the biggest boat I had ever steered until then and I was frantically ordering everyone around, to keep an eye out there or push off here. The old salt who was sitting next to me finally leaned over and said, "Relax laddie, there's plenty o' room, she ain't the Queen Mary."
Twenty years later, I met her again, at anchor in a cove, and had a long chat with her new owners who were living aboard at the time.
If we not counting dinghy my first real sailing boat was a Alacrity 18 my two children and I use to spend every weekend sailing that boat up and down the riven Alde ,
There was no talk of what anchor was best used in them days ,
With a lifting keel we use to sailing it into the mud bank with the keel down until was was stuck , have lunch then haul up the keel and sail off we went .
At night anchoring Butley creek or working our way up to Snape and lying on the wall. returning back to our mooring buoy on a Sunday night .
I could go on but I won't .
Great memories...
And it is interesting how many started out buying a sailing dinghy and how many started straight into keel boats.My dinghies were all real sailing boats.....![]()
I surprise how many people we talk to these days that not even very sailed before and buy a 35/40 for boat .And it is interesting how many started out buying a sailing dinghy and how many started straight into keel boats.
I bought an 2CV car of a musician who was living in a caravan with wife and kid on a farm in Norfolk. He mentioned he was building a Wharram cat to sail around the world. Showed me the one hull he had built and it looked OK. He was having a bit of trouble with the plans so I gave him some help. While talking, I asked about his sailing experience. Zero. Never been out in any type of craft.I surprise how many people we talk to these days that not even very sailed before and buy a 35/40 for boat .
And how many have done no type of course and plain to sail around the world.
You have to wonder how much damage that's done to other boat as well as there own boat .
Electronic devices as turning every sailor into experts over night , until some thing goes wrong.I bought an 2CV car of a musician who was living in a caravan with wife and kid on a farm in Norfolk. He mentioned he was building a Wharram cat to sail around the world. Showed me the one hull he had built and it looked OK. He was having a bit of trouble with the plans so I gave him some help. While talking, I asked about his sailing experience. Zero. Never been out in any type of craft.
A Heron bought in 1969....
Next boat was a Vertue bought in 1984
The first boat I sailed was a Heron - not mine, but my Dad's. My brother and I started out as ballast and nominal jib sheet handlers, and graduated to being useful jib-sheet handlers until we could helm her and (in our teens) sail her single-handed. I have many happy memories of sailing a Heron! Some of them include being abused by fishermen on a narrow river, who couldn't understand why, if we could stay in the middle of the river when heading one way, we couldn't do the same going the other!Interesting, Heron's and GP14's seem to figure here a lot![]()
Chay Blyth managed it, but I agree. I get nervous when I see people who are clearly out of their skill zone when handling 35'ers and who have quite obviously not spent much of their youth keeping out of the way of their parents by messing about on the water.I surprise how many people we talk to these days that not even very sailed before and buy a 35/40 for boat .
And how many have done no type of course and plain to sail around the world.
You have to wonder how much damage that's done to other boat as well as there own boat .