Hired a car (cheaper than getting a train down to Poole..and the car hire was for 5 days) Happened to get a really good car with inbuilt GPS, so getting to Poole was a breeze. So good to catch up with everyone again. Staying at Seashells, a B&B just up the road while we get things sorted again back on boat.
Back in the water today, the guys at Lake Yard had already antifouled (first time we haven’t done it ourselves, have to admit it was nice to get back..and there she was all clean and pretty, ready to go back in the water right away) Back down in our same berth again so all very familiar. We had left a dehumidifier going while we were away, and were pleased to see no mould at all when we came back. We’d had some cushions in the fwd cabin re cut and made smaller, and the sidelining all replaced. Looks good! So nice to be back home and on board again!!
Spent a few days just getting boat shipshape and
sorted, ready to sail once more. Phil went up the mast a couple of times, Sails had to go back on as did all the sheets etc, had to get our stuff from Jez’s place where we’d stored it…and then there was Easter too! Phil’s birthday went by in a bit of a daze (for him) as he’d celebrated the night before. It wasn’t planned that way, but that’s how it happened. There were people up there in the Club, so made the most of an opportunity!!
And then there was the Engine!! WE’d noticed she wasn’t sounding so good just before we hauled out. Phil checked the injectors and it seemed to be only firing on 2 cylinders. So while we were away, he left it in the hands of a local guy to fix. However, when we got back, the problem was still there, but had moved from the rear injector, to the front injector. Robin phoned a friend and told us to take the injectors up there and he would test them for us. Long story short, one was a bit blocked (we retrieved the one we’d sent to have checked by
the real Yanmar guy…and he hadn’t even sent it away…days ago). Robin’s guy checked that one too. Then we put them all back in ….and hey presto…problem seems sorted…all cylinders firing.
And what a punch she threw!! A few days earlier Robin had moved us up to the front of the marina…he had to tow us as our Engine was still in bits, as the owner of the berth we were in was coming up with his boat, and now we’re so glad he did as the boats down the end were moving all about the place in the storm. We didn’t get very much sleep that night. Phil was constantly out, walking up and down the pontoons checking other boats…he was wearing his life jacket as it was so rough and windy. WE had another boat rafted up against us (a smaller yacht) and the owners had left just this morning. The wind was pushing us against the dock and we could hear our sides scraping on the pontoon. The fenders were almost completely squashed. Then, at about 0300 we
heard a different banging on our boat and thought the waves were hitting the stern. We got up and had a look, but couldn’t see anything. As the sound was unusual we got up again about 10mins later, and this time saw something out the back of the boat. It was a large concrete block filled with foam, crashing into our stern. We got some rope, lassoed it and then tied the block to the pontoon out of the way. Then, it hit us….it was part of a pontoon!!!!! Phil walked down the pontoon and sure enough a finger had given way, that part had broken away, and the rest of the finger had flipped over. A broken piece of it was rubbing into the Lake Yard work boat and was gouging out a hole. I managed to call Dave (on the second time) and he came out. When we went up to meet him, we noticed the club room doors had blown open and broken the glass panels - fortunately they were not smashed, just cracked and still in place. There were chairs blown all over the carpark and on further inspection I noticed more glass cracked on the
side doors. Dave and Phil went straight to rescue the work boat as I collected all the chairs and blocked the doors shut with large potplants. Just after the boat was moved, we suddenly heard a sail flapping….it was ours, our staysail (small inner sail) had blown out. Not unfurled but somehow the wind had gotten in the top and unwrapped it down. It was making a huge racquet. Dave was sorting out another boat, so Phil and I attacked the sail. WE eventually managed to get it down, but could see it was ripped and torn. The wind was so loud I could not hear Phil shouting instructions to me ..he was at the mast and I was in the cockpit. Dave came back by this time and helped Phil gather and stow the sail into the cockpit. Then as he’d done all he could, he went home. We’d done all we could, so we went to bed. It was still so rough and windy, but nothing we could do. I don’t think we slept, but at least we were in bed! At some stage in the night Phil stopped wandering the pontoons as it was just too dangerous,
the winds were way too strong. Funnily (and fortunately) there was not a whole lot of rain falling throughout the night. In the morning, we’ve got some markings on the hull, some gauges in the stern and a ripped sail…although that’s not too bad as it’s just the UV lining that has come unstitched and a small rip right up the top. The finger of the pontoon is broken, some boats are slightly damaged, the glass doors on the clubrooms and some fenders were rescued from drowning and gathered on to our boat during the night. Robin shouted us lunch at the club. It has to be one of the worst storms I’ve been in. In Australia it would’ve been a cyclone..the barometric pressure dropped to 980 and winds at the needles were recorded at 106 miles an hour. I heard we got 70kts in Poole.
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