I have now spent two summers schlepping up and down the east coast – it has offered some wonderful sailing and it has been lovely re-establishing my relationship with my home waters. I have enjoyed the estuaries, the birds, the skies, the tides and the boats I passed along the way. I have got fit with all the rowing…. but….but…. but… I confess that at times I have got a trifle bored. I have missed the thrill of working my way up a new river or estuary, snaking my way past new sandbanks or bumping into rocks. I have missed the gannets and the puffins, the dolphins and the crystal clear waters I have sailed in, I have missed the mountains that scrape the sky into clouds. I have always loived a modest adventure and have had a wonderful time over the past decade sailing in new places.
I have around £12K in the budget at the moment so I have been looking at some terrible Fisher 25’s. The one in Tollesbury was a viable project but I was a bit frightened by the engine… the boat was within budget though.
There is one down in Emsworth –
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but that is above budget. Then Jacob Knudson pointed me to one in Denmark that was 85,000 Danish Kroner – which is around £10,000 and within budget. It looks jolly good and has a newish engine.
great looking engine
The masts are down and she has been used as a motorboat. With any luck the rig should be in good nick, the door has been kicked in, the headlining is saggy but I can do that later, but it all looks repairable. I thought that within a week I could have had her ready to bring back across the North sea.
I had got rather excited. I thought I could fly over to Copenhagen (£250), look at the boat, buy it, fly home, pack the car with tools including an outboard bracket and the outboard, the temporary navigation lights, an Origo, a life raft, and the dinghy. Jill would take the car home by ferry and I would sail her home
I had planned to forswear the Kiel Canal and make my way up around Denmark and home.
It would have been 900 miles but what a treat of a journey.
Fortunately, before I booked the flight I was sent another set of images. The colour has faded and the bow has had a jolly good bashing.
No mizzen mast step
well bashed bow
I am not afraid of work but getting her ready for a safe passage in a yard so far from home would have been a real challenge.
That aside, it is now the autumn so I will knuckle down to editing the remaining films about scotland and see what comes on the market over the winter.