Showing posts with label Learning to Sail. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Learning to Sail. Show all posts

Tuesday, 1 September 2015

What a Drag

Re-anchoring, post drag.

I read somewhere that there are 2 kinds of cruisers.  Those who have dragged and those who are going to drag.  Any guesses which group we fit into?  Scroll down to find out, or read through the whole post. 

As I mentioned in our CroatianRetrospective Light, Cavtat was a town that we thoroughly enjoyed.  We met some fellow Canadians there (hello Quickbeam!) who not only were generous with their time but also with some hard won information about cruising in the Med.  They’ve been at it for 8 years and so have loads of great inside info.  Cavtat was also close enough to Dubrovnik to go for a day trip – a win all around given the cost of marinas in Dubrovnik and the lack of anchorages near the city. 

Fortunately, the anchorage at Cavtat was also picturesque and quiet enough that we chose to spend some of our time just relaxing at anchor.  It was while we were hanging around doing not much at all that we heard the noise – a faint beep, beep, beep.  It was rather insistent, but not coming from our boat so we ignored it.  

A little while later we looked out at the anchorage and Janet said simply; “is that boat getting closer?”  A moments glance and we both knew the answer.  “That boat” was a large (by our standards) catamaran and it was heading straight for us.

You could almost see us connecting the dots, the beeping was an anchor alarm.  There was no one on the other boat.  If we didn’t do anything, it would hit us.  

That.

Would.

Be.

Bad.

Janet raced to grab a boat hook and fenders to try to fend off the other boat while I lowered our dinghy from the davits.  We didn’t have time to start our engines or try to move out of its path and at the last possible moment I was able to jam the dinghy between Maple and the crewless catamaran fending it off.  

With a little time successfully bought, I climbed aboard, leaving our dinghy tied to Maple and grabbed a mooring line thinking I could raft the heavy boat up to us until its owner returned but it was dragging by too quickly.  I jumped into the water to take the line to Janet so she could tie it off, but it was not to be.  Back to the dragging cat I went where I climbed out and made my way, dripping, to the helm station.

Fortunately, the engines did not require a key and I was able to start them both, tuning an anchorage missile into a reasonably controllable sea going vessel once more.  While I was doing this, another cruiser had come by in their dinghy to lend a hand and they started to raise the anchor.  We were making our way back into the anchorage to try to re-set the anchor when the owners of the vessel came racing out to us.

The rest of the event was a tad less dramatic, with 4 of us on board we reset the anchor and amid the thanks from our fellow travellers I learned that this had happened to them once before.  In spite of it all, they seemed rather non-plussed by the events and the knowledge that without intervention, their home would have ended up on the rocks. 

Turns out that they were in the habit of only setting a scope of 3:1, meaning they had let out 3 times as much chain as the depth of the water.  We had always been taught to work with 5:1 minimum which is what we had out, as did the other cruiser who had come to the rescue.  What’s more, the anchorage was known to have a weedy bottom suggesting a greater degree of caution when anchoring. 

Overall, I’m pretty proud of how Janet and I acted when we needed to.  When this all went down we’d been cruising for grand total of 1 month and yet we didn’t react like amateurs (at least I don’t think we did).  That said, there are some lesson to be learned here both from what we did right and what we did wrong:
  • Don’t ignore strange noises, even if they don’t come from your boat.
  • Anchor cautiously – nobody ever regretted being too conservative with their scope or size of ground tackle.  When you are placing the fate of your home on your anchor you need to be able to trust it
  • Act quickly, whether you do the right thing or the wrong thing, just do something.  Catastrophe won’t wait for you to make up your mind about the right course of actio
And oh yeah - we're the second kind of cruiser still (touch wood) but we're also cautious so here's hoping we can disprove the adage.


Sunday, 12 July 2015

First solo sail...






Another huge milestone for us.  On Friday we left Preveza Greece to sail south to Lefkas...its not a huge distance but it was our first solo sail as a family.  And our first sail on this boat.



Here are my first impressions:

1) The boat is well set up for solo sailing except for the fact that the mainsail is raised at the mast.  This means one of us has to go forward to raise the sail.  Not a big deal except if you're sailing alone and trying to keep the boat pointed into the wind.  I suppose that's what the autopilot is for, or I could lock the wheel...I'll have to experiment with that.

2) The mainsail takes forever to raise.  This is largely due to to the fact that it is rigged with a 2:1 block.  It makes raising the main easier due to mechanical advantage but takes twice as long...and it's a lot of halyard (that's rope for you non-sailors) left sitting at your feet when you're done...

3) Sailing with the kids is going to take some getting used to.  Janet and I want to focus on moving the boat, making sure that its behaving well, and the kids want the regular amount of attention.  We'll have to train that out of them.  Both kids said they were sea-sick but I don't know if I'm buying it.  No vomit so maybe they were just a bit queasy.

4) Med-mooring is going to take practice.  When we got to Lefkas we headed to Lefkas marina.  I don't intent to spend too much time in marinas moving forward but we don't have a dinghy yet so anchoring out is not possible.  That's why we're in Lefkas - hopefully we will be on our way by Tuesday with a dinghy so we can spend more time at anchor (free) vs marinas (cheap to very expensive).  Anyway, backing this behemoth into a specific space while securing mooring lines resulted in some expletives and some bouncing of the boat off a concrete pier.  Nobody and nothing was damaged, but frustrating and less than confidence building.  As our friend Leah says over at withbrio, everyone does it, and the best thing to do is move on with life so we're hoping for a better performance next time.

All in all, we're pleased with the boat and looking forward to some more firsts...