Scorpio in Scotland 2010 – a Blog
transcript
A
redundancy enabled “Gap Year” extended cruise in a Hanse 342
Ed Essery (ed@essery.net)
Monday
16th November 2009 19:33 2010 Passage Plan – a sabbatical and some new
horizons…
Thursday
18th March 2010 00:06 Scorpio ready…
Friday
19th March 16:47 Shakedown – so far so good…
Sunday
21st March 21:40 Shaken not stirred…
Monday
29th March 21:56 Now where is the Blue Peter…
Friday
16th April 19:42 Code Flag P is flying…
Saturday
17th April 12:09 Underway and sailing!
Saturday
17th April 15:33 Westward Ho!
Saturday
17th April 18:26 Altering course…
Sunday
18th April 01:44 Give me a ship and a star to steer her by…
Sunday
18th April 02:48 Start Point abeam…
Sunday
18th April 16:49 Falmouth for orders…
Monday
19th April 11:19 Outbound from Falmouth
Monday
19th April 13:24 The Lizard and we're finally sailing!
Monday
19th April 16:40 Land's End – Dublin bound...
Tuesday
20th April 06:52 That Tuesday morning feeling...
Tuesday
20th April 14:24 Dolphins, Pasties and Milford Haven
Wednesday
21st April 12:11 Kindness, coincidences and flexibility...
Wednesday
21st April 19:40 Editor's note...
Wednesday
21st April 19:58 You can't
have enough castles...
Wednesday
21st April 20:18 What's in a name?
Thursday
22nd April 15:34 The Lonely (Irish) Sea and the Sky
Thursday
22nd April 15:47 Ship's Rules...
Thursday
22nd April 15:47 A bird that thinks it's a fish...
Friday
23rd April 09:28 Refreshed and ready to be a tourist…
Friday
23rd April 21:58 Reflections on Dublin...
Saturday
24th April 08:26 Advice required...
Saturday
24th April 16:34 Back in UK waters...
Sunday
25th April 06:30 Ardglass...
Sunday
25th April 09:17 It's Sunday, it's a Roman Catholic country – time
for a confession
Sunday
25th April 09:22 Final leg – north bound...
Sunday
25th April 13:05 Scorpio and the mystery of the half pie...
Sunday
25th April 21:42 The confessional addendum...
Sunday
25th April 21:46 The Haswell-Smiths
Sunday
25th April 21:51 Campbeltown, Scotland - Aye...
Monday
26th April 12:41 A complaint and a message for all South Coast
sailors
Monday
26th April 13:11 Two seasons (a reflection on Campbeltown)...
Monday
26th April 13:16 Campbeltown – Birds of Passage...
Monday
26th April 20:26 The calm before the storm?
Tuesday
27th April 16:37 Fishing Boats, caring Coastguards and Puffers...
Tuesday
27th April 22:11 Scorpio goes off net...?
Wednesday
28th April 09:08 Surprises in the toilets...
Wednesday
28th April 13:12 Today is "Big Grin" day...
Wednesday
28th April 20:42 Today's dilemma – which way do I look?
Thursday
29th April 15:09 I think I'm obsessed...
Thursday
29th April 15:17 Cornwall on steroids with mountains...
Thursday
29th April 21:24 Pampering Petulant Petra Pays...
Friday
30th April 09:14 The things that make things possible
Friday
30th April 15:56 Bring your own marmalade...
Saturday
1st May 10:59 Ken, Haste Ye Back...
Saturday
1st May 20:45 Dear God...
Sunday
2nd May 19:55 Seals, uninhabited islands and other bull...
Sunday
2nd May 20:07 So good we had to come here twice...
Sunday
2nd May 21:24 Message to all those concerned...
Monday
3rd May 20:10 Sharing the peace...
Tuesday
4th May 21:19 Some of this may get us arrested...
Wednesday
5th May 20:59 Of Military Police and Goddesses...
Thursday
6th May 19:47 Neighbours...
Thursday
6th May 20:46 Back to my roots... No charge!
Friday
7th May 12:02 Scorpio – the videos: Weeks 1 to 3
Friday
7th May 16:48 Jane arrives to a welcoming committee...
Saturday
8th May 17:55 Rothesay ar hot – yes!
Sunday
9th May 21:26 Deer me that castle's got no scaffolding – I need a
whisky...
Monday
10th May 20:41 Under attack...
Tuesday
11th May 22:22 12 locks, 1 loch and the tortures of Crinan
Wednesday
12th May 19:29 1 ding, 6 sea miles and 6 land miles
Thursday
13th May 18:15 It's Scotland, but not as we have come to know it...
Friday
14th May 23:29 Week 4: Rhu to Oban – the videos
Friday
14th May 23:58 Oban – all change...
Saturday
15th May 17:48 Oban...
Sunday
16th May 09:52 The Vikings are back...
Sunday
16th May 10:08 More On The Vikings...
Sunday
16th May 17:38 Oban and the Sound of Mull
Sunday
16th May 23:33 The strange case of the American, the half crabs and
the princess...
Monday
17th May 11:06 From the desk of Scorpio on a Monday morning...
Monday
17th May 18:41 Chilling in Tobermory
Wednesday
19th May 18:34 Tuesday 18th – a day in two parts – Part 1: doing the
Haswell-Smiths
Wednesday
19th May 21:57 Tuesday 18th – Part 2: On the rocks, Scotch style
Wednesday
19th May 22:26 In praise of Pantaenius...
Thursday
20th May 15:35 We got lucky...
Friday
21st May 13:11 They're nutters – every one of them...
Friday
21st May 20:32 Two sheep make escape bid from Kerrera...
Saturday
22nd May 13:54 Lynn and all the L's
Saturday
22nd May 17:29 Sunshine, afternoon tea and classic cars
Saturday
22nd May 21:58 Two questions...
Sunday
23rd May 12:37 Time for that test...
Sunday
23rd May 17:51 Another quiet, but different, loch...
Monday
24th May 20:01 Today's port of Coll...
Tuesday
25th May 12:35 Breakfast Colls...
Tuesday
25th May 18:09 To the point...
Tuesday
25th May 22:48 Discovering the truth (or how not to Mish the
point)...
Thursday
27th May 09:47 Heather required...
Thursday
27th May 10:11 New crew...
Thursday
27th May 18:03 That was a touch easier...
Friday
28th May 14:30 Arisaig...
Saturday
29th May 12:40 Fort William...
Saturday
29th May 14:14 Fort William progress...
Saturday
29th May 22:38 Harry Potter and the Outboard Mystery
Sunday
30th May 21:02 The outboard drives us to drink!
Monday
31st May 21:22 Mucking about...
Tuesday
1st June 12:43 Tobermory in the rain and drizzle...
Tuesday
1st June 18:21 The weather comes in half days...
Wednesday
2nd June 19:54 Two reasons not to go swimming...
Wednesday
2nd June 19:55 Another hectic day in Scotland...
Thursday
3rd June 19:50 Dusk goes on forever...
Thursday
3rd June 20:24 Four Nil
Saturday
5th June 12:12 Not the Top Gear challenge...
Monday
7th June 11:43 There will now be a short intermission...
Thursday
10th June 13:40 Some photographs
Saturday
19th June 14:41 Back in Scotland and it's a wee bit warmer...
Sunday
20th June 19:33 Back in Tobermory and a conundrum...
Monday
21st June 21:36 Caving in on destinations...
Tuesday
22nd June 15:21 Summer solstice...
Tuesday
22nd June 16:11 I dun Dun I on Iona...
Wednesday
23rd June 17:49 Another great anchorage, but with a scary
entrance...
Wednesday
23rd June 18:09 An exposed coast and some Haswell-Smiths
Thursday
24th June 14:40 A picture is worth 62 words...
Friday
25th June 17:51 Wild and desolate Loch Spelve
Friday
25th June 18:23 Don't turn into the marina quite yet Jonathan...
Saturday
26th June 19:22 Tobermory by the back door...
Sunday
27th June 12:10 OK – I admit defeat...
Monday
28th June 15:16 We Canna believe we doubled the population...
Monday
28th June 17:02 The rough and the rough...
Tuesday
29th June 08:05 The worst sort of forecast...
Tuesday
29th June 19:02 Motoring ahead of the weather...
Thursday
1st July 11:47 Mull – an island of contrasts...
Thursday
1st July 12:08 It arrived – a little late and not quite as severe...
Thursday
1st July 13:21 Hebrides – the videos...
Thursday
1st July 22:41 Seals, Herons & Dinosaurs...
Friday
2nd July 18:58 Diverted by the weather...
Saturday
3rd July 18:27 Did I fall asleep and wake up in November?
Sunday
4th July 16:55 Weather update...
Sunday
4th July 17:31 How the other half shop...
Thursday
29th July 16:37 Scorpio in Scotland - part three...
Monday
2nd August 08:22 The green bits and the white bits...
Wednesday
4th August 13:58 The post that wasn't...
Thursday
5th August 12:06 Party time in Tobermory?
Friday
6th August 18:34 Composition and graduated neutral density
filters...
Sunday
8th August 08:53 Starting the migration south for winter...
Monday
9th August 12:07 The sounds of the south...
Tuesday
10th August 17:09 Tayvallich is a bonnie spot...
Wednesday
11th August 16:19 In this health and safety conscious age, dare we
go ashore?
Wednesday
11th August 16:27 P.S. Forgot to say - the deer outnumber the people
by 33 to 1...!
Thursday
12th August 08:20 A wild night in Craighouse...
Thursday
12th August 11:25 Phone a friend...
Thursday
12th August 16:04 Port Ellen on the busiest day of the year...
Thursday
12th August 21:57 Introducing Tobin...
Friday
13th August 20:18 Continuing
our tour of the islands...
Saturday
14th August 15:57 I'm not sure which is the more sore...
Sunday
15th August 12:58 12 knots SOG (speed over the ground)!
Monday
16th August 10:38 Campbeltown: the end of the beginning and the
beginning of the end
Monday
16th August 20:32 Disgusted of Scorpio...
Tuesday
17th August 17:33 Storming up to Rothesay...
Thursday
19th August 20:02 Sunset on a brilliant season's sailing
Most of you will know by now that I was
made redundant at the end of October and that I have no intentions of returning
to any sort of serious paid employment for at least a year. Many of you
are also probably aware that I am planning to take off in Scorpio in mid April
when the summer school term starts and not return until the end of
August. I have started to put an initial plan together for the trip,
outlined below, including some relevant links.
You can see a rough map of the intended
cruise in Google Maps by following this
link or see maps of the individual passages/cruising areas by clicking the
week numbers below - the maps have some indication of possible spots to visit
but these are only ideas and are wide open for discussion in the next stage of
planning with the crew of each leg.
So on to the overall trip itself...
Saturday 17th April to Friday 30th
April - Weeks 1 & 2 - Southampton to the
I plan to move the Scorpio nonstop from
Southampton to the Clyde using the trip as the necessary 500NM
(nautical mile) two-handed qualifier for the Azores and Back (AZAB) race in 2011 which I
plan to do with a mate from Yateley Offshore Sailing Club. He and I have
already had a brief discussion on our plan for this delivery leg.
Saturday 1st to Friday 7th May - Week 3 - Cruising Firth of
During this week I propose to cruise the Firth of Clyde including
the Kyles of Bute. In theory
this will be the most sheltered sailing of the entire trip. This week
will have more of a cruising flavour probably with some nights alongside,
something which will become increasingly rare as Scorpio moves further north.
Saturday 8th to Friday 14th May - Week 4 -
This will be a one way passage from Rhu via
the Crinan
Canal (across the Mull of Kintyre) to Oban. Rhu to Adrishaig at
the inner end of the
Saturday 15th to Friday 21st May - Week 5 - Oban to Oban (Mull etc.)
This will be the first full week on the
proper west coast of
Saturday 22nd to Friday 28th May - Week 6 - Oban to Kyle of Lochalsh
A mixture of cruising and passage making
this week - Oban to Kyle of Lochalsh is 77NM in total which can be broken down
into a series of day sails via Tobermory, Eigg
and Muck. This passage involves
rounding Ardnamurchan Point the most westerly point of the
Saturday 29th May to Friday 4th June
- Week 7 - Kyle to Kyle
This week is half term and Karen will
hopefully be joining me for a cruise in and around Skye and the channels and lochs
between Skye and the mainland.
Saturday 5th to Friday 18th June - Weeks 8 and 9 - Destination
This two week trip is the turning
point. My intention is to go out to the
Saturday 19th to Friday 25th June - Week 10 - Turning South: Kyle to Oban
A reverse of Week 6 exploring
new places and possibly returning to the best of previously visited spots.
Saturday 26th June to
Friday 2nd July - Week 11 - Oban to
A total distance of around 140NM this will
be a week of day sails down the west coast of the Mull of Kintyre where there
are numerous possibilities for overnight stops including Port Ellen on Islay. Fortified by a final wee dram
this is likely to be the casting off point for
Saturday 3rd to Friday 16th
July - Weeks 12 and 13 -
A total distance of 250NM this two week trip
along the east and south coasts of
Saturday
17th to Friday 23rd July - Week 14 - Cork
After 3 months of sailing I reckon I'll
feel like a week off!
Saturday
24th July to Friday 27th August - Weeks 15 to 19 - Cork to
Hopefully Karen and possibly even some of
the kids will join me for a family cruise in SW Ireland, a passage across the
Irish Sea to the Scillies or
I have tried to pick start and end points
for each leg that make the journeys from the South East easy and/or interesting
and also to allow for the vagaries of the weather, as follows:
•
•
Oban
is on the west coast at the end of one branch of the West Highland Railway
line (which ranks as one of the most beautiful railway journeys in the
world). There are four trains per day
from
•
Kyle of Lochalsh is
further north on the west coast at the end of another fabulous rail journey,
this time 2.5 hours from
•
•
--
Ed Essery
Scorpio - GBR9824T
Hanse 342 -
Scorpio's Blog: http://blog.mailasail.com/scorpio
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After delay due to
the snow and ice Scorpio came out of the water for her annual maintenance in
mid January. Following a coat of antifouling, two coats of polish and a
new saildrive fairing (the old one had come unstuck)
she went back in the water 10 days ago. In view of her anticipated
travels in 2010 I had the local riggers give the mast and rigging a once over -
all clear. The engine and mechanics were also serviced revealing that at
some point in 2009 we had had a dose of diesel bug. Using a vacuum pump
we sucked about 15l of mucky diesel out of the bottom of the tank so hopefully
she should be OK. We'll see when we've run a tank of fuel through and
changed the filters. Much thanks are due to Julian C for his help in the
winter maintenance.
On
the road to
...well
across the boatyard to the lift dock...

As of today, the list of winter jobs is
complete!! The bathing platform has gone off for a GRP repair courtesy of
Hanse - we'll see how it bears up on return sometime next week.
All that remains is a trial sail this
weekend to double check the sails have been rerigged
properly and that everything is working when actually out sailing.
After that it'll be a matter of loading the
growing pile of crates on the landing at home, stowing the stuff that was
brought home to the garage for the winter (dinghy etc.) and, if she's still
floating, some clothes for myself and we'll be ready for the off!
The navigation planning is largely done.
The planned route is pretty much as was described in the 16th November
post with the exception that I'll use Arisaig (just
south of Mallaig) as the base and crew change point
when north of Ardnamurchan Point. The overall plan can be seen in Google
Maps here.
The plan is to try and go non-stop from the
Solent to Campbeltown on the eastern tip of the Mull
of Kintyre in order to maximise the time in the
More news and thoughts as we get closer to
departure day.
Fair winds and smooth seas to all.
In Newtown Creek (50 43.45N 001 24.075W)
after a first shakedown. It's completely deserted - just one other boat. I've
never seen it so empty. Starting to rain
now as first of expected fronts arrive.
Motored down Southampton Water in murky/foggy conditions listening to one of
the
At Calshot visibility improved and we sailed over to
Spending time sorting things on board. Back to
Came back from Newtown Creek in a Force 5/6
gusting 7 from SW yesterday morning in intermittent heavy rain showers.
The boat was creaming along at 7 or 7.5 knots with the main and one reef and no
headsail. If we have conditions like that going to
Everything on the boat was OK except a seal
on the loo which needs changing.
This week's activity is loading up all the
stuff that is stacked up at home. Just hope that she doesn't sink!
Not long to go now...
Here
we are at the end of March - it barely seems like five minutes let alone five
months since I was made redundant, stopped work and commenced my
"gap" year/sabbatical. I am pleased to say that I don't think
there has been a single day when I have sat around twiddling my thumbs
wondering what to do! Nor, contrary to the belief of some members of my
family, have I succumbed to the lure of daytime TV - thankfully I have been
gainfully, if not remuneratively, employed elsewhere. November and
December were taken up with some long overdue decorating. Since January
most of my time has been taken up with preparing for my impending trip.
Scorpio
had been due to come out of the water for winter maintenance in the first week
of January but that was delayed by two weeks due to the arrival of the
snow. We have been in our house 29 years this Easter and in all that time
have never seen snow like what we had in January. Karen and I went for a
walk on the nearby heath on the second day of snow and wondered what the noises
were before realising it was large branches breaking off trees due to the
weight of snow on them!
It wasn't until the first week of March that we had a day
where the temperature got above 10C - I know - I was waiting for one to do some
gluing on Scorpio. In between days of being frozen working on the boat I
warmed up at home doing some navigational preparations. Scorpio has now
been back in the water three weeks and we have had one shakedown sail which was
both windy and wet! She is loaded up and ready to go - all that remains
to go on are fresh food and clothes. Every nook and cranny has been
used. At Karen's suggestion I have gone as far as making a stowage plan -
I'm not sure if this is because Karen thinks I am getting forgetful or whether
I am developing OCD or a combination of the two. Hopefully it will mean
that in weeks to come we won't have to turn the boat upside down looking for
the new bottle of washing up liquid which I know is somewhere!!
It is now under three weeks before I set off on my long
anticipated summer of sailing. I will be joined along the way by friends,
family and colleagues for a week or two at a time. Originally I had
thought of making the trip to the Clyde non-stop but the temptations of pasties
and Guinness has proved too much to resist and we have decided to make short
stops in Falmouth, Howth (near Dublin) and somewhere
in Northern Ireland along the way. Our first planned Scottish port of
call is Campbeltown on the tip of the Mull of
Kintyre. That said, I read yesterday that Sanda has just been sold to a Swiss
businessman and that the pub may close - we may need to stop for a pint before
it does!! If you wish to find out if we make it to Sanda
or, more generally, follow Scorpio's progress through the summer you may do so
at http://blog.mailasail.com/scorpio
where I intend to keep a record of progress, thoughts and observations as the
trip progresses. The site does have an RSS feed so if you have an RSS
compatible e-mail programme you should be able to get my occasional ramblings
direct in your inbox.
So that's about all my news. May I take this
opportunity to wish you a happy and relaxing Easter. Let's hope the
summer to come is as warm as the past winter has been cold!
Keep well and have fun...
Code Flag P - the Blue Peter - is truly flying.
Scorpio is loaded and ready - she didn't sink under the weight of what I
suspect are far too many clothes and far too much M&S tinned food.
Need to help their profitability somehow!
I've had well over three months to prepare yet, here, on the
last evening at home there still seem a mass of loose ends to tie up.
Will Karen manage to use Skype without the training session?
Probably she's a clever and supportive lady, if a bit of a luddite!
Tomorrow morning (Sat 17th) we'll be slipping our lines from
Shamrock Quay and heading west on the F4 easterly that is bringing clouds of
ash to the UK from Iceland. It may be disrupting air travel all over
Europe but it is perfect for Ken and I as we go down Channel to
"All ashore who's going ashore..."
50
48.2N 001 18.3W
Slipped from Shamrock Quay at 10.30 and motored down Southampton Water in
fairly light airs. Saw our friends on "Cat's Paw" who took some
photos of us as we left the River Itchen.
Started sailing at Calshot Spit in 7.5 knots of wind
from SE. Making just over 5 knots boat speed against last of flood tide. Tide
turns in our favour in 90 minutes. Our plan is to use the six hours of fair
tide to get round Portland Bill even if it means motoring to keep the boat
speed up.
Meanwhile we are sailing peacefully along in glorious sunshine even if the wind
is a bit cold.
More later...
50
36.1N 001 47.2W -
The wind has been, as forecast, light and variable. For a while we were
reaching down the
The Needles (western tip of
There is one other yacht about a mile behind us which looks like it is doing
the same as us. Other than that, there is no one else out here.
Sun still shining but wind (what there is of it) is cold. Ken off watch and
dozing.
50 26.7N 002 26.5W
18:15 - Still motoring and making good progress on spring tides.
5 miles south of Portland Bill. Just altered course to ease into
Just done the fuel calculations and we reckon we have enough to get to
To quote Ken "It's as quiet as a box of quiet things out here".
More tomorrow or possibly in early hours.
50 21.12N
003 25..22W
Sunday
01:00. Just on watch in 5 layers on top and three on my legs. It's
clear but cold.
Here we are
slipping down the
About 6pm
yesterday I went through a low patch faced with the long haul across
Therein lies
some of my anxiety. Ken and I both know these waters and their foibles
well; once we get past
50
11.9N 003 36.3W
Is it called Start Point because it is the beginning of the West Country? It always feels like that to me...
In
the days of sailing ships both merchant and naval it was common for
Captains to be told to "Proceed to
We
arrived in

We arrived
having pretty much motored the whole way through a beautifully clear but cold
night. On arrival we found someone trying to tempt us with an alternative
vessel:
Whoever
you are, it is tempting but she is a bit big for double handed sailing, she's a
bit faded and the rig looks a bit small to me for her to have a decent sailing
performance. So thanks, but no thanks - I think we'll stick with Scorpio.
On the subject of pictures here are some from yesterday -
"Farewell to the Needles and home waters":

The flaming
ball of yesterday's sunset in

At
9.20 this morning midway between Eddystone Rocks and
Whilst having a few minutes I should also introduce the
other two permanent members of the crew, one of whom steered the whole way from
the Needles - Pilot Pete. He is Scorpio's autopilot and really is
like another pair of hands. He will do three things and do them without
moaning, getting cold or needing feeding (other than amps) - his three
specialities are 1) Keep steering in the straight line you are now, 2) Keep
sailing with the wind at the same angle to the boat as it is now, 3) Go the way
the GPS Navigator tells you. Because he is so vital (neither Ken nor I would
have wanted to hand steer the boat under power for the duration of our
watches), when the opportunity came up on eBay to buy a spare at a bargain
price I went for it. We tested this backup autopilot on the way down
the
The weather looks settled for days to come and if we sit
here waiting for wind, we'll probably still be here on Thursday so we intend to
press on under engine tomorrow. Unfortunately we don't have a big enough
fuel tank to get all the way to Dublin/Howth so we
are going to go to Milford Haven to re-fuel and take stock. We plan to
leave tomorrow at about 11.00. It's 140NM to Milford Haven compared to
the it was 170NM from
On passage we can only make blog entries when we have mobile
phone coverage and the time/inclination to send an e-mail to the blog.
The Lat/Long position I put in this e-mail is used by the Blog software to
update the map. It is not updated in an automated from the instruments on
the boat.
We'll probably blog a couple of times between here and
If you have comments and/or questions for us you can e-mail scorpio@essery.net
Now it's time for Ken and I to stretch our legs. TTFN
Was
woken at 4am by moan of fog horn at St. Anthony's Head. Went back to sleep and woke at 7am to heavy
morning mist but a bit of a breeze.
By the time we had showered and gone to town for a full English the mist had
cleared and the breeze had died :-( . Fuelled up and we are now on our way to
either Howth or Milford Haven if we need to stop for
fuel.
More later...
13:15
Glorious sunshine.
Here we are at the
More later...
16:30 Monday.
50
00.0N 005 45.0W
At
Probably no more posts until we arrive in
04:15
Tuesday 20th April
Somewhere
in the
More
precisely 51 04N 005 28W
Just
come on watch. Ken tells me the last three hours have been black as pitch
with only one merchant vessel passing about a mile ahead of us now -
outbound from somewhere up the
We
are presently under engine motoring towards Milford Haven with an ETA
of late morning - but I'm getting ahead of myself...
Day
3 - Monday 19th April - a recap...
As
we motored out of
As
we passed the Manacles Rocks marked by their East Cardinal Mark it suddenly
seemed all very familiar. When I did my navigation training at night school
in
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I'm not sure
whether it was my earlier comments about his new partner Co-Pilot Petra or just
that Monday morning feeling but Pilot Peter had a spat this morning. We
were passing close to a pot buoy and Ken punched in the command to dodge around
it, Pete ignored him so Ken disconnected him from the tiller and hand
steered. At this point Pete stuck his tongue fully out (his steering ram
arm) and wouldn't put it away again despite much cajoling and punching of
buttons. As with most naughty children removing privileges (in this case
- amps) and sending them to the naughty step to cool/calm down works.
Half an hour later he was fine. I could say something about computers,
logic and bugs but I won't!
As
we approached the Lizard the wind swung round and filled in and we started
sailing - fairly hard on the wind on starboard tack. We fairly quickly
had to put in a first reef followed within 15 minutes by the second - Scorpio
always goes better if you reef early. The breeze held all the way to
As
we rounded Land's End full of hope of being able to sail direct to

Longships Light House
& Land's End -
Burying
the bow pulpit in a trough with the resulting green water washing
back down the deck (we fairly quickly put back up the spray hood which we had
taken down earlier) was alternated with crashing off the top of a wave and
landing with a shuddering crash on the other side. In these conditions
the engine revs. which had us going at 6.5 knots in the calm conditions of the
trip down to
About
10pm we had a fairly close encounter with the MV Tequila who we had been
watching closely on our AIS Receiver (AIS = [Ship] Automatic
Identification System). It looked like it was going to be close and as it
was our right of way, I called him on the radio and asked him what his
intentions were - he said he had had a solid echo of us on his radar from
more than six miles away and it was telling him that the CPA (closest
point of approach) was going to be half a mile. And so it
proved - he passed 0.6 of a mile in front of us. At least I
now know that the new Active Radar Target Enhancer
(RTE) I fitted for this trip is generating solid echoes of
us at a good distance out. Plastic boats do not show up very
well on radar, especially in rough seas, as demonstrated
by the tragic case of the Ouzo.
About
an hour later we ran through a fleet of about 10 fishing boats spread over
about a five mile area - none came very close to us and we didn't need to alter
course. But they all had to be watched. It all made for an
interesting watch.
Ken
and I are working on a 3 hours on, 3 hours off watch pattern which seems to
work well. We swapped the slots over for this passage from the ones we
used coming down to
As I
finish writing this, it is just getting light. The sea is as calm as a
mill pond and there is barely a breath of wind. There is nothing to be
seen on the horizon and there are no targets on the AIS. But
somebody is out there and watching - the flickering green light on the RTE
tells me it is responding to the sweep of some unseen radar out there.
It's comforting to know the RTE and AIS are constantly watching
our back for us. I wonder if the radar operators on seeing our echo are
wondering who we are and what we are doing.
If
only they knew the plans for the weeks ahead, they'd probably have a Tuesday
morning feeling...

We
should be in Milford Haven about midday so will post again when we've tidied
up, showered, eaten etc.
Have
a good Tuesday one and all.
Here's
a video of
the dolphins we saw going into
Talking
of lunch, we got some proper Cornish Pasties in
We
got into Milford Haven at 11:45 having to come through a ship sized lock that
opened just for us! We had a sandwich whilst waiting for the fuelling
berth attendant, fuelled up, cleaned the boat up and have had showers. As
soon as this is done we're off up the town.
The
plan is to leave here at 08:30 and go to Howth (just
north of
More
later...
Wednesday
21st April,
As we
came into the estuary yesterday morning we were struck how pretty it was, if it
were not for all the oil terminal jetties. The marina in Milford Haven
has been built in an old disused dock and has excellent showers (a very
important metric for cruising sailors). The town itself is an old
commercial place that has not had much regeneration. We decided to eat in
the Bar/Restaurant above the marina office. A place called "
Over
dinner we reviewed the weather forecast and our options. We have decided
to stay here today and leave on the evening tide. This should give us a
less lumpy ride through the rocks and islands off St. David's Head and will
also mean we arrive in Howth in daylight early on
Thursday evening. We then plan to have the day off in
When
Ken was in the showers this morning he fell into conversation with a chap who
turns out to be skipper of the beautiful 90' Edwardian Gentlemen's Ketch called
Halcyon which we had noticed at anchor in the Haven when we arrived
yesterday. Apparently they were doing a photo shoot for Musto. Turns out this skipper used to work for Hanse
and when Ken told him our plans but said we were going to be extra cautious as
we have no paper charts for the estuary. He said he had a spare set
he could give us. Halcyon is also going to
Coincidence?
The boat I learned to sail on in the
It
has been pointed out to me that there have been a number of spilling, tYPografical and grammatical errors in wot
I have wrote. For these I apologise - both for past and, inevitable,
future errors.
In
my defence I must point out that I am writing these posts on my Netbook which has a smaller than normal keyboard - when I
am using this it is on the chart table with both me and it sometimes heeled
over at crazy angles and sometimes when the boat pitches the keys come up
and press my fingers. Alternatively I am using my phone which
although it has a slide out keyboard has keys about the size of grains of
rice and it has no spill checker.
Please
forgive me - the quality of my written work will improve when it is homework
rather than boatwork.
We've had a lovely day. We locked out
of Milford Haven shortly after 10.30 and proceeded up the harbour under power
with
Our destination for a lunch stop at anchor
was a castle which was pictured in one of the articles on Milford Haven.
We looked at the chart saw a castle and pointed
We proceeded up the river past a number of
delightful villages and creeks and one particularly stunning barn conversion no
doubt owned by some overpaid banker (managed to correct that typo).
We picked up a vacant mooring and sat and
ate our sandwiches. I then learned something. At Ken's suggestion
we came back down the river under self tacking headsail alone. The boat
was creaming along at up to 5 knots and far safer through the inevitable gybes
at bends in the river than it would have been under the sail plan I would have
normally used - main alone. Thanks Ken - I'll use that sail plan again.
Remember children - the boom on a yacht has one and only one mission in life:
to kill you.
We are now in Dale bay just inside the
entrance to Milford Haven on another vacant mooring. We had a cup of tea
when we got here at 16:45 then got our heads down for a couple of hours kip but
are now up again.
The tea is in the oven. The Nav. is
done. We leave for Howth at 9pm.
In
Scorpio's home waters we have the Shingles Bank, the Bramble Bank
and Calshot Spit. We have some
friends who rename things because the standard names are so boring - Egypt
Point becomes Egg Whipped Point.
Here
in south west
We
leave Milford Haven at 9pm to pick our way through these on our way to Howth where we expect to arrive in 24 hours. Let's
hope Pilot Pete is up to the job.
There
will probably be no more postings from us until we are in
Have
a fun Thursday...
Thursday
22nd April 08:15
52
36.0N 005 34.5W
Ken
sleeps, Pilot Pete continues his long watch on the helm. John Humphrys (on Long Wave out here) is telling me what is
happening out in the world. We are sailing and have been sailing since
Milford Haven entrance - if this carries on we won't need green diesel in Howth. (The engine is fuelled by red diesel which is
apparently green in
We're
in Irish territorial waters. The Irish courtesy flag will have to
wait until Ken is awake. Ship's Rule No. 1 - You don't leave the cockpit
to go forward on deck unless the other crew member is awake or, preferably, on
deck.
We
are all alone. To our mild surprise we have seen very little
shipping. Two Fishguard - Rosslare
ferries crossed each other about 8 miles behind us, some sort of merchant
vessel passed south about six miles to the west of us and Ken had a coastal
oiler pass about half a mile ahead. That's all we have seen since leaving
Milford Haven. No fishing boats and certainly not other
yachts. At present the horizon is clear all around with nothing in sight.
There is a high layer of cloud typical of the high pressure we are sitting
under. The lonely sea and the sky - we could be in the middle of an
endless ocean. Two things disabuse me of that possibility - the GPS
position with the resulting plot on the chart and the presence of John
Humphrys.
More
later. Now where is that Dubliner's CD?
Just
for the record...
Approaching
53
16.25N 005 53.50W
As
the early part of the morning progressed the wind died away to the point where
we were making less than 4 knots through the water and, as the tide was against
us at that point, the GPS was predicting an arrival sometime in 2011.
Anybody who has sailed on her will tell you Scorpio needs 10 knots across the
deck to make her go. At 10.00 we fired up the engine and have been
motoring ever since. We should be in in about
90 minutes all being well.
During
the day the sea has calmed down so that is now as flat and still as a
millpond. We have still seen no other boats of any type. Where is
everybody? Booking a seat for tonight's bun fight?
We
have seen dozens of a particular species of bird that has the strange habit of diving under the water rather than flying away as the boat
approaches. Neither Ken nor I are good on ornithology. I do have a
book on board from which we have determined these submarine birds (they stay
under for about two minutes) are either Manx Shearwaters or Guillemots.
Howth Yacht Club
Just
as I finished the writing the last post Ken called me up on deck to see more
commercial shipping ranged out in front of us than we have seen the entire time
since we left Southampton Water.
We
got into Howth at about 17:45, fuelled up, paid for
two nights and then went to get a drink to recover. The drink made us
feel worse. This place is expensive!! We paid the equivalent of
£30.50 a night for berthing and nearly £4 for a pint. It would be quite
hard to find somewhere on the south coast on a high summer weekend that charges
that much, leave alone on an April midweek night. We had high hopes for
the facilities but they turn out to be communal club style changing
rooms. The water was warm enough last night, this morning it was
distinctly on the chilly side. At least they provide free Wi-Fi so we can
moan about them without incurring mobile phone data charges.
In
the
Dublin
has changed little since I was a regular visitor in my student days
- members of the public can still walk into the tranquillity of
Trinity College (try that in Oxford or Cambridge and see what happens); Bewleys Oriental Cafe is still the same as it was in the
70's (and it was like a step back in time then) the smell of the coffee
is equally overpowering now as it was then - Starbucks eat your heart
out; the Post Office in O'Connell street complete with bullet holes from the
Easter uprising in the colonnades is an equally impressive time warp; the
beggars are still there on O'Connell Street Bridge and at the bottom of Grafton
Street.
We
spent a few a couple of hours in Temple Bar drinking and people watching.
Some of the street theatre was entertaining
The
spike in
Meanwhile
the wind has swung round to the south and increased a bit. If it stays
like this we should have a good sail to Ardglass
in
More
tomorrow.
Howth, Friday 10pm
We
asked staff at the marina for a recommendation of a good pub with live
traditional Irish music. On arrival at the door it says "Friday
nights - Traditional Irish Music". So far, so good. We go
inside, the menu seems fine - Fish & Chips 10 Euros, so place our order for
food and drink and ask about the music. "It's Neil Young night, it'll be
starting shortly", I asked if Neil Young was traditional Irish, the
waitress said "He played here once you know - we have the pressing
cuttings, his Dad lived around the corner" My esteemed crew thought
she had a wicked sense of humour but was slightly surprised when she came back
with the press cuttings from 1996.
The
food was very good, as was the Guinness. Then a young lad picked up a
guitar and started on a Bob Dylan number (or so he said). The people at
the table next and in front of us got up and left! We were deep in
discussion on the topic music appreciation when the landlord came over and said
"Do you play the guitar, lads?, do you want to do a number?"
Advice
please. What would you do?
We
decided to go to Ardglass. Maybe we'll find a ceilidh there...
54
00.0N 005 43.0W
...and
on
Left Howth at 09:00 into a distinctly lumpy sea and
solid Force 5 gusting 6. Quite different to the forecast 3/4 gusting 5 and sea
state slight. Seems like the low in the Atlantic and the high over the
Hoisted the main alone with two reefs and found ourselves charging along at up
to 8 knots with Pete barely able to cope with the helm in the quartering sea
(coming from behind at an angle, lifting the stern up and slewing it round). We
fairly quickly dropped the third reef in which slowed us down, made the motion
better and Pete happier.
As the day has progressed the sea has gone down and the wind dropped. We have
been progressively shaking out reefs and, now with just over 12NM to go to Ardglass, are rolling along at under 4 knots with a full
main and jib. It may be time to put the donk on.
More later...
Arrived
Ardglass 18:45 Saturday 24th April
Departing
Ardglass 06:30 Sunday 25th April
On
arrival there was no answer on phone or VHF from Harbour Master or
Marina. We found ourselves an empty berth and tied up. A chap on
another boat took a line and gave us the gate code.
Ken
went ashore in search of options for eating. Phoned to say there was a
Spar with half empty shelves and a Chinese take away doing brisk
business. Apparently pubs hereabouts don't do food. We opted for
Chinese.
Whilst
Ken was away a cheerful enough Harbour Master came and relieved us of
£19. When I asked him to recommend a pub his response was "There's a
pub by the old castle called the Old Commercial - it's quiet and where the
retired people go - you'd probably be most comfortable there"
Ken
arrived back to report he had asked somebody else in the marina the same
question to be answered "You'd have to have learning difficulties not to
be able to find a pub, just follow all the drunks". Nice!
There
are Sinn Fein posters everywhere and apparently there was an ad for the
upcoming marching season on the radio station that was on in the Chinese Take
Away. You could probably get yourself in a lot of hot water in Ardglass. Fortunately the only hot water we got in
was in the shower and that was very welcome.
Welcome
to Ardglass, Co
Written
at 21:30 on Saturday evening shortly before going to bed. Probably won't
post it until Sunday when we are at sea and out of hand gun range.
Off
to Campbeltown tomorrow. We'll see if it's more
convivial and if Paul & Linda were right.
54
18.63N 005 28.62W
This
is the position of a waypoint on our route today. It is also the position
of Strangford Lough Fairway Buoy.
It
was a murky morning with very poor visibility (less than quarter of a
mile) when we left Ardglass. Ken and I
were deep in conversation about Ardglass and how
happy Ken was to get up at 05:30 on a murky Sunday morning when we were greeted
by the sight of a very large Trinity House buoy (complete
with Glass Fibre attracting paint) slip by down the side boat
about ten metres away. A real "Oh sh1t" moment.
A
miss is as good a mile...
South
Rock Lanby 09:00 Sunday 25th
54
24.5W 005 22.0W
The
visibility has improved markedly and the sun is trying to come out.
We
have now turned the corner into the
ETA Campbeltown about 20:00. More later....
North
Channel 13:00
54
51.35N 005 21.85W
The visibility is now good. We can plainly see the Mull of Galloway (
We've just had Sunday lunch - Half a minced beef and onion pie and beans. Not
half each, a half between us! When Ken was bravely shopping in Spar in Ardglass yesterday evening there were few appetising
options but these pies were one.
There were no whole pies, just half pies. About 8" in diameter cut in half
(foil tray and all) then sealed and labelled and priced as a half pie. It was
clear from the packaging/labelling this was not a shop initiative - it was
clearly done in a factory somewhere. What product planner had the brilliant
thought "I know, we'll sell half pies"? Why would you do that rather
than sell smaller whole pies?
That said, it was very nice. Thanks Ken for acquiring it and cooking it.
The mystery is - who had the other half of our pie?
We
realise that our confessional earlier in the day may not be obvious to non
sailors. The point was that I had used an actual buoy position as a
waypoint and then neither of us paid attention as we approached it
(despite an alarm which goes when you get within half a mile of the
waypoint). With the accuracy of GPS the way it is, we came within metres
of hitting the buoy. Had we done so, the rest of the summer's sailing
would have been over and we would have quite possibly been picked up out of the
liferaft by the RNLI....
I'm
sure they would welcome your donations
Hamish
Haswell-Smith's book "The Scottish Islands"
is the seminal work on the topic. It documents all 162
"islands". He takes a unique perspective of what qualifies as
an island. An Island is a piece of land or group of pieces of land
which is entirely surrounded by seawater at Lowest Astronomic Tide and to which
there is no permanent means of dry access and they must be over forty
hectares (100 acres). This make Harris & Lewis one island as
are North Uist, South Uist
and Benbecula, it rules out Skye (bridge) and
People
make it an objective to do the "Haswell-Smiths",
i.e. visit all 162 islands in the same way as others bag "Munros" (climbing every Scottish mountain over 3000
feet). I cannot hope to do the Haswell-Smiths
in the time available especially as we are going nowhere near the Orkneys or
Shetland.
That
said, it is my intention to visit as many as possible in the areas we travel
through and to photograph even more.
Today,
on our approach to the Firth of Clyde, I made a start. Here are pictures
of Ailsa Craig:

and Sanda (the larger island on
the left in this photo):

Also
in this photograph on the right you can see the tip of the Mull of Kintyre
and between them in the far distance
There
are eight islands to "do" in the Firth of Clyde over the next two
weeks:
1.
Ailsa Craig (done!)
2. Sanda (done!)
3.
Holy Island (off
4.
5.
Little Cumbrae
6.
Great Cumbrae
7. Inchmarnock
8.
I
hope this doesn't become too boring for you...!
55
25.5N 005 36.1W
After 600
miles over the ground, 556 miles through the water, 8 days 7
hours, 45 minutes and 69 engine hours we have arrived in Campbeltown and our cruising grounds for 2010 at 18:10.
It's
been an interesting passage - dolphins, gannets, some other bird that thought it
was a submarine, visits to Milford Haven estuary and
We're
now off to the Ardshiel Hotel for a pub meal as
recommended by the Rough Guide to the
We'll
report back on that and Campbeltown in general
tomorrow whilst waiting for a washing machine to do it's
stuff (hopefully).
Ed,
Ken, Pete & Petra
Message
for all
Forget
Scotland - it's a long way away, it's cold, it's wet, there are very few
marinas, the natives are difficult to understand and there's certainly nowhere
to practice your rafting skills. Stay away...
A
complaint
On
our way into Campbeltown Loch, we saw another yacht
at sea. (The first since the two we passed that were going south round
What
a glorious place and what friendly people - a real contrast to our last port of
call.
After
tidying up we went to the Ardshiel Hotel and found a
converted distillery owner's mansion with a bar full of whiskies (I may need to
take up drinking the stuff) and a very friendly staff. Ken had a classic
Roast Beef Sunday dinner, I tried breast of chicken stuffed with haggis.
Yummy.
This
morning we got up to a glorious morning and went in search of the shower which
is in the nearby (and modern) sports centre. I said to the guy on
reception what a beautiful morning it was (fluffy clouds in a blue sky, crisp
and with crystal clear visibility) and that I hoped it would remain good - his
response was (Scottish accent required) "Aye, it's getting on that
way - there's two seasons up here May and winter".
Went back to the
boat, collecting bacon rolls for breakfast on the way. After this I went
off to do my washing in what turned out to be a brand new and clean
laundrette. Ken, who has been suffering withdrawal symptoms, went back to
the Ardshiel Hotel in search of toast, marmalade and
tea in a china cup. Despite the fact they had finished breakfast his
desires were satisfied for the princely sum of £3.

Campbeltown Loch
We've
now been to the local Tesco (the largest Tesco Metro I have ever seen) and
stocked up for the rest of the week and are about to have sausage rolls for
lunch. Domestics done for the week we are then going to head off to Lamlash bay on
More
later (if there's a mobile signal)....
There
were three other visiting yachts here overnight, all of whom left early to
round the Mull of Kintyre.
Two
of them were charter yachts from Kip Marina crewed by a bunch of Scots guys who
live down south and come up here to do charters a couple of times a year.
They were off to Port Ellen on
The
other, Pixie, was crewed by a live aboard couple who had been over wintering in
Kip Marina and were now bound round the
55
31.96N 005 07.18W
We
left Campbeltown around 2pm and sailed across Kilbrannan Sound (the water between the west side of
Arran and the Mull of Kintyre), along the south coast of Arran and up the
east coast to Lamlash bay which is protected on its
east side by Holy Island. We are on an Arran Yacht Club visitor's
mooring. Got here about 7pm following a mix of sailing in light winds and
motoring. It's been about 25NM. Ken rustled up a very tasty sweet
and sour chicken stir fry for tea. Weather permitting we plan to blow the
dinghy up and make a run ashore in the morning.
Today's
trip enabled me to photographically "bag" two more Haswell-Smiths:

Arran
is the largest island in the Firth of Clyde - about the same size as the

Holy
Island protects the east side of
It's
a beautiful calm evening. We are in sea area Malin
for which a southerly gale force 8 is forecast tomorrow so this may be the calm
before the storm. We should be OK as we are in the
More
tomorrow.
Tarbert,
55
51.99N 005 24.61W
Yesterday
evening turned out to be beautiful in Lamlash with a
clear moonlit sky.
We
left there at 9:00 and arrived here at about 14:30 after a fantastic
sail. We didn't even need to start the engine to leave; just hoisted the
main with one reef whilst still on the mooring, dropped the mooring and off we
went.
On
the way we "bagged" another Haswell-Smith, Inchmarnock:

and saw our
first CalMac ferry. Caledonian MacBrayne run all the ferries between and to the islands up
the entire west coast. I expect to see lots. This one is the one
from Adrossan (on the Ayrshire coast) to Broddick on
Pete
and
The
weather is a bit overcast, the hills of
As
we were approaching the entrance to East Loch Tarbert
we could see a fishing boat that was clearly fishing and moving very slowly -
he was obviously out catching the menu for tonight's/tomorrow's customers in
the Loch Fyne Restaurants (the
original branch is at the head of the loch). We couldn't make
out exactly what the fishing boat was doing but were concerned
it might have a drift net out as we could see a marker buoy a couple of hundred
metres away on its starboard side. I decided to call him up on the radio
and ask him which side he would like us to pass. As he was less than a
mile away and I didn't want to broadcast to every fishing boat in the Clyde
Estuary I switched the radio to low transmitting power (1 Watt instead of the
usual 25 Watts) and called "Fishing Vessel 1 mile to the south of
East Loch Tarbert this is Yacht Scorpio".
I made two calls and got no response from him and went back on deck to have
another look at him through the binoculars when I heard
"Yacht Scorpio this is Clyde Coastguard"... They wanted to
check that we didn't have a problem and to suggest
calling the fishing boat on Channel 10. Amazing on two
counts. Firstly that Clyde CG heard us at all when transmitting on low
power - the range on this power is only a couple of mile and secondly to
care enough to check we were OK etc. Can't see Solent CG ever doing the
same. We never did talk to the Fishing Boat because by this time we were
close enough to see he had a deep trawl over the stern so were able to stay
clear easily enough.
When
we arrived in Tarbert and went to pay our dues, the
girl in the office asked if we had managed to speak to him - she too had
heard my call on VHF and said she was about to call and suggest channel 10
when she heard Clyde CG do it. I love this place.
On
our final run in to the harbour here we noticed what appeared to be a lot of
smoke further up the loch. As the wind had blown up to 28 knots and we
were getting the main down we didn't have time to pay too much attention. The
answer to the question of what it was has just steamed (quite literally) into
the harbour as I write this, an old steam Clyde Puffer. Real Para Handy
stuff...:

These
More
later...
Tuesday 27th April
22:11It's now raining in Tarbert and
the wind howling in the rigging. The first serious rain since leaving
Tomorrow we plan
to go to the Burnt Isles in the Kyles of Bute and anchor overnight. It is
quite possible we will not have a mobile signal. If this is the
case, you may not hear from us again until we are in Rothesay
on Thursday.
Meanwhile
here's some pictures of Tarbert - another lovely
place:
Be
good whilst we're gone...

Good
morning! After a wet night it's dawned bright and clear in Tarbert if a little overcast and now there's even some
patches of blue.
Went
for a shower this morning and was surprised on two counts. Firstly there
were flowers in the men's showers - clearly the place is run by a woman.
A man might arrange flowers for the ladies facilities but never for the gents.
Secondly
when I fell into conversation with anther chap also having a shave, it turned
out he was a Geordie who had come in on the Puffer (see yesterday's
post). Apparently she's for charter and an eclectic bunch of blokes from
Northumberland Yacht Club have chartered her for five days. Way Ay
lads! If you fancy a week shovelling coal and seeing the west
coast or
Just
washing down the croissants with a cup of tea before heading off for a few
provisions and then we are off up the Kyles of Bute.
Have
a great day!
55
49.0N 005 12.3W
Ardlamont
Point, bottom of Loch Fyne.
Left Tarbert at 11:00. We could tell from the white
horses we could see out in Loch Fyne that it was
blowing out there so we pottered about in the relative confines but shelter of
East Loch Tarbert stowing fenders and mooring lines
and hoisting the main with two reefs. Then we went out into the main
Scorpio was screaming along making up to 8.25 knots, never less than 6.5.
Big grins all round!
We've now rounded Ardlamont Point, the wind has
dropped, we've shaken some reefs out and are gently running up the West Kyle
with the water babbling under the bow.
What a morning...
55
55.96N 005 10.82W
We
ran up the West Kyle (of
As
we sat and ate our quiche (there's a confession - we can't be real men), we
faced a real dilemma. Which side of the cockpit do we sit and which way
do we look - it was just too beautiful everywhere.
Tell
you what - you decide (although these photos do not do this anchorage justice):


