A night on board
Posted: Mon Feb 22, 2010 11:38 am
Last Saturday night was my big son's noisy 21st birthday party. It was a perfect excuse to spend the night on the boat. Unfortunately the rest of the family was not interested, so it was just me.
Leisurely prepared the boat and launched at around 4pm from my usual ramp at Bayview, Pittwater in Sydney. The plan was to spend the night a few hundred metres away at the quiet head of the bay, and then be ready to pick up my crew at 0900 the next morning for a rapid getaway.
Motoring up the bay, with a fresh breeze behind, I saw a large keelboat making its way right into my chosen anchorage. There is a sand bar at the end of this bay, and my chosen spot was close to the bar, but not too close to the other moored boats. The keeler barged in and I had to swerve to starboard, keeping an eye on the fishfinder depth. It was showing 5 ft 6 in, so no worries- wrong. We went aground on soft mud.
Well it wasn't so bad, I was more or less where I wanted to spend the night. So I slid overboard and walked the anchor out to windward and towards deeper water. It was two hours to low tide. Slowly we heeled over, making it difficult for me to cook my dinner, so I had to contend with just having my caviar and crackers, followed by a can of dolmades, balanced on my knees as we heeled up to 20 degrees, and sipping my light sparkling wine.
The sun went down and the scene looked like the French impressionist painting that inspired the song "starry starry night". (See the painting in Australia- it is touring at the moment.) The lights of the boats and houses reflecting on the water, and the stars out above.
Slowly I watched the inclinometer creep back to zero, and at last we were free and swinging to the anchor.
Now here is the real point of my story. The keel boat left, and I could now raise the anchor and move to deeper water. Even the fishfinder was giving me the correct depth. There was no moon, so it was pretty dark. I put on my new cheapie forehead mounted LED headband light, and wow- it worked a treat. With just one LED switched on, I could see all I needed to start the motor, raise the anchor and even sort out the halliards to stop them rattling. I am a convert- what a great idea those old miners had!
Once re-anchored I could finish my dinner (Ikea Swedish meatballs sauteed with jacket potatoes followed by fresh fruit) with my single burner Swedish stove slid out on my left, and the table clipped into position between the bunks, it was very civilised.
It was superbly quiet night, the wind dropped, the water become glass like, and I could hear the crabs chomping away in the water. Slept like a log, and had a good sail on Sunday out into Broken Bay to Lion Island and back. Love my bimini, it is great in the summer sun, apart from having to crane the neck a little bit to check the sails.
Leisurely prepared the boat and launched at around 4pm from my usual ramp at Bayview, Pittwater in Sydney. The plan was to spend the night a few hundred metres away at the quiet head of the bay, and then be ready to pick up my crew at 0900 the next morning for a rapid getaway.
Motoring up the bay, with a fresh breeze behind, I saw a large keelboat making its way right into my chosen anchorage. There is a sand bar at the end of this bay, and my chosen spot was close to the bar, but not too close to the other moored boats. The keeler barged in and I had to swerve to starboard, keeping an eye on the fishfinder depth. It was showing 5 ft 6 in, so no worries- wrong. We went aground on soft mud.
Well it wasn't so bad, I was more or less where I wanted to spend the night. So I slid overboard and walked the anchor out to windward and towards deeper water. It was two hours to low tide. Slowly we heeled over, making it difficult for me to cook my dinner, so I had to contend with just having my caviar and crackers, followed by a can of dolmades, balanced on my knees as we heeled up to 20 degrees, and sipping my light sparkling wine.
The sun went down and the scene looked like the French impressionist painting that inspired the song "starry starry night". (See the painting in Australia- it is touring at the moment.) The lights of the boats and houses reflecting on the water, and the stars out above.
Slowly I watched the inclinometer creep back to zero, and at last we were free and swinging to the anchor.
Now here is the real point of my story. The keel boat left, and I could now raise the anchor and move to deeper water. Even the fishfinder was giving me the correct depth. There was no moon, so it was pretty dark. I put on my new cheapie forehead mounted LED headband light, and wow- it worked a treat. With just one LED switched on, I could see all I needed to start the motor, raise the anchor and even sort out the halliards to stop them rattling. I am a convert- what a great idea those old miners had!
Once re-anchored I could finish my dinner (Ikea Swedish meatballs sauteed with jacket potatoes followed by fresh fruit) with my single burner Swedish stove slid out on my left, and the table clipped into position between the bunks, it was very civilised.
It was superbly quiet night, the wind dropped, the water become glass like, and I could hear the crabs chomping away in the water. Slept like a log, and had a good sail on Sunday out into Broken Bay to Lion Island and back. Love my bimini, it is great in the summer sun, apart from having to crane the neck a little bit to check the sails.