Thursday, 27 September 2012

Studland substitute

 Scuppered:

The danger of stating your plans before the event is that you have to explain when they don't happen.  I had planned to go to Yarmouth on the Isle of Wight on Saturday with the the club and then stay on in the Solent for the next few days.. I'd booked holiday and not for the first time this year, my plans had been scuppered by the weather.  Saturday was forecast to be a great day however the remains of a tropical storm put any thoughts of me being out on sunday firmly out of my mind.  Checking the weather on Sunday showed gusts of F9.
I went  to the club earlyish on Saturday with no real plan, I just knew that I wanted to get out there.   Arjen was there when I got there and after a cuppa or two we decided to go and have a fiddle with the auto helm.  Arjen has one the same as I am getting so it was good to rig his up to see if I would need any modifications. All the fittings are on Ciao Bella from a previous installation.  The unit dropped on perfectly, I will need an extention for the arm but I can't imagine that will cause a problem.
While there I replaced the jib sheets and the furling line.  The Furling line was a great success, I'd chosen a smaller diameter line which now sits well inside the drum when fully unfurled and is also a bit longer so easier to cleat off than the old one.  The new jib sheets on the other hand were not so successful but more on that later.

New plan:

I tried to convince Arjen to come for a sail but he was adamant that if he wasn't going to Yarmouth he would need to get on with some work.  I dropped him back at the club and wasted no time in getting back to Ciao Bella.
I slipped the mooring under full sail and made my way out of the harbour.  There was just enough breeze to make headway and I decided to head for Studland.. I could almost taste the Ploughmans and real Ale.

Mistress leaving Poole Harbour
Leaving the harbour entrance I spotted  Martin on his boat 'Mistress'  Martin made this boat in a car park while recovering from major heart surgery.  It's incredible, I can barely make toast while recovering from a hangover.  It was about here that I first noticed my jib sheet problem.  As I tacked towards the entrance a small motor boat hailed me and said that I was in shallow water, 4 foot he claimed.  My sounder showed 4 metres, however I heeded his warning and tacked away.  Unfortunately when close hauled the jib sheets are too short on the windward side, stopping the jib clew from moving back along the boat.  I had to adjust the sheet tracks every time I tacked to give enough slack on the windward side and to bring it back on the leeside... what a pain. I thought I'd bought more than enough.
Checking the chart later showed that I was in about 4 metres of water, nevermind, better safe than sorry.

Thanks for stealing my wind.

I tacked along the training wall and eventually got on a track that would take me on to clear the end marker.  about 40 metres from the end a large sailing yacht that had been following me decided to overtake very close on the windward side.  I lost all drive and ended up against the second from last marker, as I frantically tried to start the motor Ciao Bella span off the post and over the wall,  I waited for the crunch but fortunately I went straight over.  I was livid but by the time I'd got her under control the thoughtless Tw@ was out of range for identification... I think he my have heard me though.
Fortunately the only damage was a broken topping lift.  It could have been much worse. The rigging could have snagged and been torn off or the hull / keels could have suffered damage.
I did make a note to self to change outboard proceedure.  I tend to raise the outboard to improve performance once sailing. I will now leave the leg in the water when ever sailing close to hazzards.  The other learning was that to stop the tohatsu I have to pull the cord off the kill switch.  I wasted several seconds replacing this when I needed to start the engine.  In future, once the engine has stopped I will replace the cord.  Two simple steps that could of seen my motor running 20 seconds quicker and maybe kept me off the post... Doesn't excuse inconciderate actions.

And relax.

Eventually into Studland,  There were no spare mooring bouys so I picked a good spot and dropped the anchor.  Happy that it had bit I inflated the tender and paddled over to meet Mrs Ciao Bella, who had driven over.  We strolled up to the Banks Arms where we ordered one of their wonderful ploughmans lunches and tucked into a first class pint of proper beer.   The garden was really busy and the staff would come out shouting the number of the meal, when I eventually heard "ONE HUNDRED AND SEVEN!!" I shouted back "BINGO"... not very original I know but it did cause, not only a chuckle, but one poor fellow to fall off his bench.. Sorry :~)
Back to the beach and a paddle out to hte boat.   I didn't hang about, up with the anchor and turned her nose towards home. 
 

   
Although they never come out well on photos.. particularly on a wobbly iPhone, I love the views around Studland bay.Out of the bay and into the channel back to Poole I noticed Mark, another EDSC member who had been moored at Studland, in his Gallion 22 fin keel called Galaxy.  

  




 

Galaxy - An EDSC member on way back to Poole.


 


Galaxy easily catches and overtakes.
I have to say, I was disappointed with how quickly Mark caught up and over took, especially as he was towing a dinghy.  I know his boat is 2 foot longer and the keel configuration probably produces less resistance but even so.  Ciao Bella had fealt sluggish all day, certainly not how she seemed at the start of the season.  Although there doesn't look to be too much weed around the water line I suspect the underside may have quite a lot of growth. I didn't see over 4 knots all day which was a surprise.


All in all not the best days sailing but good to be out anyway.  I'd learnt a few new things, mistified by others.  Back at the club I had a quick chat with Mark,  Maybe it was as simple a thing as Mark has just spent a week on his boat and knows how to make it respond well while I have barely stepped aboard for two month and have forgotten the few tricks that I had learnt. :o))

5 comments:

  1. You do get days like that....

    I've got tomorrow off - hoping to get out myself for the first time in 5 weeks.....!

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  2. Excellent news Steve, Looks like it going to be a nice day... might have to dodge a shower or two :)
    I'm possibly going to try to get to Yarmouth again this weekend.

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  3. If your Tohatsu is like mine, you can stop the engine by pushing in the red button the kill switch fits round and holding it in for a couple of seconds. No need to pull the kill cord out. And I think you will find a forest growing under your hull. Poole Harbour is the most fertile patch of water on the south coast!

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  4. Hi Julian, you're right on both counts. The button makes sense, there was a real D'oh moment when I got your notification :o))
    I'm not sure about a forest but possibly some Alien life forms under the hull. I took the log paddle wheel out to clean it and it had an inch of orangy red jelly like gunge on it.. Yuk.
    My mooring has been remarkably clear of weed up until this year, however it seems to be making up for lost time. The seagulls seem to have discovered my boat now so it is getting attacked from above and below the water... I wonder if the two things are related?

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  5. All joking aside, I've wondered the same... for some reason the weed is really prolific down my way as well... and don't even get me started on the local starling population who have discovered the twin delights of blackberries, and my boat as roosting point... :o))

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