Non laser sailor sails a laser

I hadn't done much Laser sailing apart from once on another sailing holiday a long time ago. But having heard lots about it from Tillerman was keen to give it another go.

So during the hols we did the clinic, had a lesson, and off we went. Nephew B had done a bit of Laser sailing before so was soon practicing his rolling tacks, backwards sailing and dry capsizing.

Me - I was trying to work out how many hands you'd need to simultaneously move the tiller, main sheet, raise/lower the dagger board, tweak the sail tension lines, and possibly hold on. I think that's about 5, so a double-jointed octopus would feel right at home. The first ten minutes were spent thinking "There! Is! No! Cleat! On! The! Main! Sheet!" - which for the non sailor means there is nothing to lock it off so you have to hold on to that rope all the time.

And of course when tacking or gybing you have to maneuver all of these while also moving across the boat while keeping at least one foot in the straps. And as for the so called dry capsize, mine turned into a total inversion total soaking with added bruises:

This is the one I called the death-mark, even though it looks a bit like an obese rabbit.

But by the end of the week I became a total Laser fan. Once you get the hang of what to hold where and when to change it kind of makes sense - after all 180,000 other Laser sailors can do it.

And the size and shape is just brilliant for fun and fast dinghy sailing. After a bit of practice the reasoning begins to clear. With such a small boat you need to hold on to sheet to adjust quickly for gusts. With practice the tiller becomes as automatic as driving and so you can forget the basics and enjoy the ride.

And it certainly is fun to be reaching along skimming the waves that splash up and soak your bum (well it certainly is when the temperature is in the 40s). Its a perfect racing dinghy - small yet perfectly formed, priced to be an entry level club sail yet also raced at the Olympics.

Must admit have been looking at prices in sailing mags and checking out local clubs that sail them.

That can't be right, surely?

Sunsail Life

This is what the Sunsail Phokaia resort looks like from the jetty where they moor the day yachts. To the left is the sailing beach and to the right the swimming beach (with sea urchins so watch out). Directly ahead is the bar and one of our favourite things was to sit there in the evening over alcoholic and non-alcoholic cocktails and play a couple of hands of Hearts before dinner.

I was pretty impressed - it was large, brand new and seemed well thought out. Further back there was a long and very warm swimming pool, usually full of younger children playing and surrounded by parents with holiday books. We noticed that between the pool and the bar there were half a dozen different paths twisting amongst trees, none of which were a straight line. It helped reduce the artificial nature of the resort.

For let's be clear, this isn't the place you go if you want to experience the "real" Turkey. There was none of the learn the language and sit on rickety buses next to farmers with live chickens on their lap sort of moment.

This was a place where almost everyone was British and middle class and it was totally focussed on families, full of professional parents and their teenage or younger children. There were no singles there, so no romance for the non-teens.

Its mission was to provide activities to keep British middle class families busy - you can get the full list of boats and stuff at their site here. Being a large site meant there were lots of staff and usually lots of choice of boats.

You could always get a Topper if you wanted one - see their racks below:


It was slightly harder to get other boats - the Hobies were very popular in the heat and light winds and so sometimes had a waiting list and 1 hour max time limit. We also occasionally had to wait if we wanted three lasers at once.

Similarly for day yachts - there was heavy demand and so a draw was made as to who got to choose their slot for the week:

The food was good though by the end of the week slightly predictable. But somethings were always nice, like the sunsets each evening over the bay.


Would I recommend it? Yes definitely: it was a good sailing base and we learnt a lot in the lessons and the tutorials. But be aware it's a family resort - singles might feel out of place.

Slowing down

Been bit of a delay in blogging the sailing holiday. What with my business partner off for 2 months due to stress, a tutorial for the OU Financial Strategy course, a trip to Geneva to talk about EPFD (please don't ask), and of course the flight delays it was a bit of a tiring week.

Planning a nice quiet weekend to catch up and potter - like the chap above who this afternoon was seen heading up river in what looked like a coracle. Is it me or is he the same chap who was on the river bike?

BTW - another view of the flight delays last Sunday from Simon Calder, travel writer on the Independent newspaper here.

Back from sailing holiday

It's good to be back home! The sun is out and the full river a rich dark brown from the rains over the last week.

The sailing in Phocaea (or Foca as it is now known - snigger ye not) was good. Watch this space for an update which I'll try to avoid the "got up, brilliant breakfast, went sailing, super lunch, went sailing again, drool-worthy dinner" sort of post.

It might be fun to share:
- my worst ever regatta / race position
- a non-laser sailor goes laser sailing
- the death-eater bruise (had to get a Harry Potter reference in somewhere)
- ... and anything else can think up

In the meantime this is something we saw a lot of last night - the full moon. From the airport in Turkey (Izmir) all the way to somewhere over southern England where we circled over a closed Gatwick till our fuel started to run low and we were diverted to Luton to pick up fuel before heading back.

At least the roads were clear for the 4am taxi home and the moon (below from Izmir) did look beautiful!

Sailing Preparation

They say that it is very important to prepare for sailing and to keep up the training to ensure peak physical fitness.

I am going sailing next week and I have done, to date, nothing.

No, thats not true, I've ordered this:

Yes HP7 is coming and JP is very excited - its ideal holiday reading when the temperature gets over 40.

The difficult bit will be avoiding prematurely learning the plot, given its been reviewed, scanned photos of each page are on the internet, copies are for sale on eBay, and no doubt it will be in the hands of over half the passengers on the plane.

Evolving London

Just seen a very interesting program on the Beeb about London. It was presented by Peter Ackroyd who described how London going through unprecedented changes, driven by an influx of immigrants eastwards along the estuary and by the success of the City upwards in a series of epic towers.

Some background and clips can be found here.

No Man's for sale

If you've sailed around the Solent no doubt you'd have seen No Man's Land fort - or even, if you're unlucky and the wind drops and tide picks up, drifted on to it.

But today we hear that is for sale - for a cool £4m. Mooring seems a bit primitive from the photo above (from this site) - but I guess its aimed at the two helicopter family.

It makes you wonder all sorts of questions - like how long would it take to pick up the Sunday papers? where does the waste go? how do you get fresh water back in? what sort of council tax band is it in? how does the council collect the rubbish, if at all? how noisy or quiet is it?

What could it be used? Top sea food restaurant might be a good idea.

Any other suggestions?

Heading up the Thames

Very boring weekend trying to do two weeks worth of Financial Strategy study in two days, distracted by two groups traveling up the Thames.

Firstly out of the window saw this lot:

Yes, it's an a dragon boat, but more than that, as their web site puts it, an "elite group of female athletes talented in many ways, toned to perfection, with killer looks and on a mission to keep boldly going where no other girls have gone before. The next mission we've chosen to accept is to Dragon Boat across the English Channel in August 2007". Slightly scary in more ways than one!

Then in the evening a trip to the Putney Odeon to see the latest Harry Potter film which included a short scene of him flying up the Thames past the Houses of Parliament, like this:


Slightly scary too - but in a good way!

How to Win a Sailing Gold

Congratulations to Sarah Ayton, Sarah Webb and Pippa Wilson aka "the new three blondes in a boat" for winning Gold medal in Cascais.

Especially given the unorthodox tactic of having a crew member fall overboard in the final race at the top mark:

For some reason these three photogenic sailors are very popular with the media!

I'm Sinking!

According to a study reported here, most of London is sinking and at the same time sea levels are rising due to global warming. So in the worst effected areas the net result is water levels rising by up to 2.5 mm / year which over the next 40 years would work out as a noticeable 10 cm. Not all is so bad - towards Northolt the ground is slightly rising due to the underlying geology.

Fortunately where I am is steady or slightly decreasing (light blue in the figure above). Phew! No need yet for life jackets or rafts!

What is more the same study identified that due to tidal effects London moves vertically 10 mm twice a day due to the weight of water coming in and out. That must be near the estuary rather than upriver here where surely there can't be enough water to make that amount of height variation.

Even so its hard to think of a whole city rising and falling - makes me think of this series of books I've just finished (recommend if you like that sort of thing).

A few more Sydney photos

Choppy waters in Sydney Harbour:


Sunset behind the Sydney Harbour Bridge:


Another view of the bridge climbers:

Sydney Run

You don't need a yacht - let alone an America's Cup class one - to enjoy the sights of Sydney Harbour. Bring your running shoes and try this run shown in the Google Earth picture above, which was a good way of saying goodbye before the 20 hours flight back home.

Start at the Sydney Marriott, turn right and run down past Captain Cook's statue, across the bridge by the Art Gallery of NSW, into the botanic gardens, out to Mrs Macquaries point, admire the view, round to the Opera House, admire the view again, then back past the art gallery and back via Archibald Fountain and the Anzac War Memorial.

If you do it in under 30 minutes you are way too fit and have no soul for the views are wonderful and well worth stopping for five minutes or even more...

Sydney Sailing - The Photos

Now back in the UK a few pictures and a very short video as promised of sailing the America's Cup boat Spirit in Sydney.

Actually the first picture isn't of Spirit but two Volvo 60s - what was EDF Language and Education:
Here we are heading under the Harbour Bridge just prior to raising the jib - it was too windy for the main:
But still we managed a good 7 - 8 knots of boat speed:

You can get a feel from this short video - taken as we passed the harbour entrance. I had just finished my go at the wheel and handed over to another guest (who turned out to be a Professor of Philosophy):



Finally had to leave the boat and see her sail off into the sunset....

America's Cup Truimph

So Alinghi have done it! Not just winning their 5th race and hence the cup, and not just keeping the America's cup in Europe, but together with Team NZ showing how AC racing can be exciting.

I must admit to lacking much enthusiasm about the Lois Vuitton Cup races which all too often were processions around the track, the result coming from either boat speed or starting tactics.

But the AC itself had a couple of thrilling races, topped by the last cracker, where as is has been reported elsewhere there was a controversial penalty awarded after a port/starboard incident, a dramatic wind shift, spinnaker pole / kite overboard snafu that saw an Alinghi lead of 130 odd metres drop to zero and then a deficit.

Finally there was an excellent lesson in the difficulty in quickly doing a 360 while keeping boat speed up in which left NZ stalled just metres from the finish as Alinghi sneaked by.

Alas such dramatic race and result for sailing's oldest trophy has been hard to spot in the media - though luckily my hotel does have f** tv which was showing briefly edited highlights of the final race (fab).

Having said that some coverage makes you wonder - such as in the Qantas inflight magazine which stated that AC "crew will still cut their toothbrushes in half to save weight". Maybe they are all dental fetishes but these are day races - surely they can scrub their fangs when they get back to port? On the other hand who knows what goes under the deck. Maybe the problem with BMW Oracle was the extra weight from that nail paint and care kit.

Maybe the writer was getting confused with the Volvo, where such weight saving measures are used. However he also states that in that race "dismasting meant that two boats were in imminent danger of sinking". From memory wasn't there just the one dismasting - Brazil? All the other problems were keel related.

Anyhow, congratulations to all in Team Alinghi but also for Team New Zealand for you were both at the top of your game and gave us some great sailing.

Buff on the America's Cup

So where is that old Ozzy, this column's favourite professional writer, the one and only Buff Staysail aka "BS"? While down under I caught up with Buff, currently working for Queensland Community TV as their sailing correspondent covering the America's Cup. Take it away Buff!

Howdy folks! Buff Staysail here Buff by name and Buff by nature!

There are those that say that the America's Cup is boring! Can you believe that! Take this story from someone called Tillerman! Bet he hasn't used a tiller in years!

He clearly doesn't appreciate the zen like level of sailing that the AC (as we buffs - get it! - call it) has achieved. He doesn't understand the skill of presenters of covering a sporting event where not only does nothing seem to happen for 20 minutes (especially as one bit of water looks much like another.) but even the sailors don't seem to move a muscle!

Now on our program - Queensland Community TV's Sailing Show - we don't have the computer graphics and live feeds of the mainstream channels, we make do with wooden models and my talent! (Ed - for some reason the viewing figures were not available). And of course the AC hasn't implemented the suggestions my ol' drinking mate JP suggested - for that would simply be pandering to the masses - all that talk of sinkings and shorter laps I ask you.

That is evidence they clearly are unfamiliar with the key insights that yours truly has brought to the sport : for example the BS head-angle theory, which suggests that the helmsmen are aligning their head with the tilt of the mast to reduce the wind-flow by that crucial 0.00134%. Or the impact of the angle that the crew lie on the deck makes on internal stress framework of the boat?

And above all have they not noticed that this is the closest AC for years? And that in terms of money spent this must be sailing's premier sport?

I don't know, winging poms and yanks!

For those with more taste, you know where to get your sailing fix - thats right, Queensland Community TV's Sailing Show - see you there!

Sydney Bridge Climb

This is the view from the top of the Sydney Harbour Bridge. And yes, they make you wear those blue-gray coordinated suits and yes make you do those all-put-your-hands-in-air-for-the-photo group actions, but no, it isn't always that sunny.

It was in fact freezing when we went up yesterday. Though clear first thing in the morning and last thing at night during the day cloud spread over the sky and the temperature dropped with biting winds from the west. When it was all over I needed not just a hot cup of tea but a long soak in a hot bath to warm up again.

But it was fab - superb views and a great feeling to be at the top of this landmark structure. They send you up in groups of 12 with a guide and are attached at all times via a safety harness and have to remove everything that could in theory drop off, from watches to hankies. In particular they don't let you take a camera, and then charge $$$ for the pictures they take.

Our guide, Cathryn, helped us get kitted out with all the gear they provide, from attachable hankies to radio headsets. Then we were off on the trek:


In all it took about three hours - an hour for preparation including suiting up and practice, and hour up and an hour down. And in the cold you felt every minute.

But the views from the top made it all worthwhile - from the Opera House to Manly on one side and from Darlington Harbour to almost the Blue Mountains in the other.

For those of a certain age (like me) it was the sort of thing that John Noakes did in days of old when we watched Blue Peter. Now about 1.9 million have done the climb.

So if you're in Sydney its definitely worth it - even at AU$ 200 - and you could make that 2m. Just make sure on a cold day you wear lots of layers!



All pictures from www.bridgeclimb.com

Sailing in Sydney

G'day all from down under!

It was a busy weekend in Sydney: within an hour of checking into the hotel I managed to be on a boat - and not just any boat but an America's Cup boat, namely Spirit from the '92 campaign.

Sometimes you just get lucky - I found their site using Google just after unpacking my bags, but with under an hour to go before departure without a booking, without knowing if they sailed during winter - and when they weren't answering their phone it all seemed a bit of a long shot. It wasn't helped by a taxi driver who knew minimal English and kept going the wrong way - he seemed to think I wanted the Casino. Anyhow by giving him directions eventually found the quay and walked into their offices, and yes they had a place spare. Result!

So spent the afternoon sailing the magnificent Sydney Harbour in a 72 footer. It was pretty breazy with steady 20-25 knots wind gusting 30 so unfortunately we couldn't get up the main and sailed on foresail alone. America's Cup racing is cancelled if the wind is that strong and its not possible to reef the main - not at all like the all weather Volvo 60 went on last year.

But she went pretty well on just the foresail (will post pictures when back in UK and have a chance to read the SD card). There was a professional crew to run the ship but we all had chances to sweat over the coffee grinders and enjoy a run at the wheel doing a tack or two.

All in all it was a fab afternoon and a great way to get back on the water. And we didn't end up like this, which is always a good thing. Funnily enough that was one story the crew didn't go on about - though there was a series of good stories about how to bend the rules in AC racing involving moving sails and managing water flow below decks.

As we sailed back up river there was a nervous moment as the mast seemed to scrape under the Sydney Harbour bridge. And high up on its iron frame we could see small figures climbing up to the top, which gave me an idea about what would be a great thing to do on Sunday!

JP Down Under

Yes, at short notice JP has found himself in the land of vegimite, exchanging the warmth of London summer for the sharp cold of an Australian winter.

Not sure that there's going to be much chance of sailing amongst all the business commitments - and given that where I'm staying (Canberra) isn't on the coast.

Especially when jet lag wakes you at 3 am.

Oh well, needed to prepare a presentation anyhow......

Full sized sunset

Like the last post, but bigger......


Like the last post, but bigger......

Later that night...

What - no boats?

In Coleridge's "The Rime of the Ancient Mariner" there is the great line "water, water everywhere, and not a drop to drink".

He probably meant the sea voyager eternal worry about fresh water, though of course it could also cover equally dangerous risk of running out of the sailor's trusted rum (or in the case of Robin Knox-Johnston, whisky).

However in my case its water water everywhere and not a drop to float on. For it's been a land lubbers summer so far, with distractions from the new flat and OU finance course.

On Saturday was off to lovely Whitstable (below) for a beach BBQ.

In previous years we have gone out in Alex's Dart, which is very fast and wet, but now he was responsible dad attending to the sausages and burgers.

But we did have useful discussion about outboard motors for my brother's inflatable - though it does still seem quite small for the Thames.

Hence another discussion (this time in Dorset) with my uncle about getting a proper boat for journeys up and down the Thames. He raised the interesting question of why if there are hybrid cars there are no hybrid boats?

It seems from articles like this one there could be a problem with power and you can't charge the batteries by breaking as you can on a car.

Oh well, it was a lovely sunset again....

Water Rats

Apologies for silence but this weekend was locked to desk writing an assignment for the OU course on Financial Strategy I've been studying.

On Saturday night I escaped for an hour for another bike ride along the Thames path. On the way I disturbed what looked like a rat - after all they do say that anywhere in London you are no more than a few metres from one. I hoped it was no normal rat, but a water rat, hero of the lovely Thames based classic story "The Wind in the Willows".


It was ratty who said - as many have said afterwards - "there is nothing - absolutely nothing - half as much worth doing as simply messing about in boats".

Of course the Thames where the story is set much further upstream, mild mannered and slow moving, a safe place for ratty's small rowing boat. However near me the current is too strong, with the tide rushing in and out faster.

I saw this classic heavy rowing boat one evening with three occupants that was loosing the battle - how ever hard they tried they were going backward, being dragged out towards the sea. In the end they gave up and as the water level fell, beached their craft and disappeared, not doubt to have a drink at the local pub.

Latter that evening I saw them again (below, under Putney Bridge). The sun had set and the tide had turned and they were heading back up river. Even though the day hadn't gone just as they planned I can't but help thinking that ratty would have been proud to have been proved right yet again.

Boats and Bikes

This is not a boat, I accept that. But it is still an essential tool to enjoy river life. Yesterday I got one and today it sped me along the Thames path from Putney to Kew in 45 minutes to meet others for a picnic.

It felt very civilized - like one of those European countries where everyone looks very healthy riding on bides with two advert-cute blond babies looking out from their trolley.

The path looks a bit like this:

At times it is so narrow you can feel the bushes on either side and have to stop in a passing place if anyone comes the other way. On one side (in the photo above the left) is the river and there are stunningly pretty views - a place called Strand on the Green caught my eye looking as twee yet pretty as music by Elgar at his English-lyrical best.

Of course it would have been better to have been on the river - like the dinghies racing by Hammersmith Bridge.

Or even like this gentleman who not five minutes ago passed outside heading gently upriver....


The bike shop sold many accessories - but amongst all the clips, helmets, pumps, shorts, lights and so on, for some reason they didn't try to sell me a pair of bright yellow floats!

House Boats & the Property Ladder

It is well known that us Brits are absolutely obsessed about property. An Englishman's home is not just his castle but his once little nest egg that has increased by [enter huge number here] in the last 6 months alone.

The TV schedules are full of programs from self-build to how to buy abroad - and last week one such called Property Ladder covered an interesting project to convert an abandoned barge into a houseboat (above you can see a photo of the barge during the program shoot).

A house boat is a lovely idea - to be actually on the river, rising and falling with the tide, gently rocking in the wind, hearing the lap of waves and cry of gulls can be magically. And it can make great sense costing less than the equivalent in bricks and mortar (or even steel and concrete).

However there are problems that the program skirted round. The developers want a reported £ 270,000 for a sixty year lease of the mooring. However the Port of London Authority reserve the right to evict anyone with just 3 months notice. And the thought of a quarter of a million vanishing into smoke is not exactly the best way to encourage prospective buyers.

But the risk might be low - look at this property sale - and note the comment about the lease length.

Its a shame as there are empty berths and house boats looking for places. But the annual charge of £ 9,000 for the boat above is again too high for many tastes.

But then again property prices in London seem to be able to only head in one direction - upwards.

Profit ratios and the Tudor Pull

It's a bank holiday weekend here in London, which means two things. Firstly - and by definition - its a 3 day weekend, as Monday is a public holiday. Secondly - and too predictably - the British weather has responded with cloudy skies and relentless rain.

So its a day inside with the books of B821, Financial Strategy, learning about profit ratios.

However half way through Unit 2 something caught my eye out the window, several old rowing boats, like the one in the photos above, heading downstream, with rowers dressed in some sort of costume.

Outside about a dozen similar boats were braving the elements and heading towards Westminster. A quick Google revealed it to be "The Tudor Pull" - organised by the Thames Traditional Rowing Association which, as the LPA's site puts it:

The Tudor Pull is a ceremonial event for Thames Watermen's Cutters which is organised by the Thames Traditional Rowing Association (TTRA) in May each year.

The cutters escort the Thames Royal Shallop 'Jubilant' rowed by members of the Company of Watermen and Lightermen from Hampton Court Palace to the Tower of London to deliver a 'Stela' to the Governor of the Tower for safekeeping. The 'Stela' is a piece of medieval water pipe made from a hollowed tree trunk which stands on a base of timber from the old Richmond Lock and bears the coat of arms of the Waterman's Company.

The cutters are rigged with full ceremonial canopies and flags and are rowed with four oars by fully-liveried crews. In keeping with the traditions of the Watermen's Cutters, a passenger must be carried.

I watched the fleet going by and returned to my numbers. Despite the rain I think they were having a much better afternoon than me!

10 Ways to Sell the America's Cup

On the day that Oracle BMW got knocked out of the America's Cup I watched the BBC news sport roundup. And what did I see? rugby, football, tennis, golf, and motorbikes, but no boats.

As Yachting World has also noticed, the America's Cup just isn't getting any coverage or indeed significant following. It's a shame as its one of sailing's top trophies, so what can the organisers do about it? Well apart from including a ball somewhere in the activity (don't laugh, thats clearly the common denominator in most of TV sports) how about this:

1. Make sure it's shown live. It makes a huge difference to watch recorded sailing, when you know the result, to seeing it live - and compare the figures for a football World Cup game to the replays. Make sure who ever gets the rights puts them out live (i.e. not like Sky here in the UK)

2. That means schedule the races at times convenient for broadcasters. Yes it's a bore but thats the reality of modern life

3. It also means have regular races. In the UK Formula 1 is regularly on one network on weekend afternoons, and that can build habits (and anyhow the first time half the audience will just be going "What the?")

4. Make the course shorter. The best bit is seeing the boats going round the mark raising and dropping sails and generally fighting for position. The long beat to windward in particular slooowwwsss things down. And Formula 1 has shown TV audiences are very happy watching vehicles going round and round and round and round and.....

5. Have more multi-boat races - much more exciting to see a fleet battle it out than just two.

6. Bring in cheerleaders. Just an idea.

I'd say also get more teams involved - so more countries have a local team to support - but I'm sure the organisers have been trying hard to get that already.

Of course there are also things the teams can do too:

7. Bring in the WAGS. Thats the wives and girlfriends, and it kept the UK tabloids busy all summer with their stories of shopping, clothes, drink, and general bad behaviour. At least one of the sailing WAGS should have a single out, another do a kiss and tell, and another be the subject of a reality tv show.

8. Behave badly. For heavens sake what has happened to the reputation of the sailor? In the Volvo there were all these really nice chaps spending time with their wives and being really good dads to their kids. What happened to girl in every port? Look at the England cricket team: complete failures again but Andrew Flintoff did the right thing in going out late drinking, been seen with series of girls in nightclubs, and then falling off a pedalo! Now thats the way to get a bit of attention for your sport.

9. Scandals. How about having one of the teams throw a couple of races due to a payoff from some far-Eastern betting syndicate?

10. Sinking. Why are all the boats still afloat? Surely what the America's Cup needs is a sinking or two or at least break a mast!

America out of the America's cup

Shock result yesterday when Oracle BMW was knocked out of the America's Cup by Luna Rossa (above) - or to be technical the Louis Vuitton cup.

I was surprised how pleased I was about this: maybe its yet another price the US must pay for GWB's madness.

But also its good to know that inshore yacht racing's top prize can't be bought by a billionaires' cheque book.

And as to why? Was it because confidence became over-confidence? Or were egos clashing and undermining the teamwork that is crucial for the crew to work as one?

But there's no doubt that Luna Rossa deserves its place in the final, sailing fast and well.

Cutty Sark Tragedy

This is the Cutty Sark on a happier day, welcoming Ellen back from her epic round the world record breaking journey.

But today its a smoldering wreck after a fire gutted the central area. Whether accident or deliberate either way its a tragedy.

At least a large part of the structure was not on site due to restoration work so is safe. Fingers crossed we'll yet again have a chance to visit and maybe even see this great tea clipper sail.

The American's Cup

Its been an exciting week at the American's Cup where hot favourites Oracle have found themselves on the point of being knocked out by those swarve Italians on Prada (above).

I haven't been following the Cup that closely to three reasons.

Firstly the TV coverage is restricted to pay channels such as Sky Sports and I'm not going to pay 34 pounds a month to a channel owned by Bush and Sharon supporter Rupert Murdoch just to watch one sailing race.

Secondly as an inshore round the cans race there is no opportunity to try and second guess the navigators and their tactics using the likes of the Stormsurf global wind forecasts. So it's a bit of a passive spectator look what happened role.

And finally there is of course no British entry!

Despite all that very tempted to fly down to Valencia to watch a race or two......

Sunday Mornings

It was such a lovely morning that just couldn't not go for a run along the Thames path. The sun was bright and strong but the path was cool under the shading trees, leaves freshly green.

And not surprisingly the path was packed with joggers and bikers, prams and dogs. And the river equally busy with rowing boats and support power boats (one of which got stuck in the shallows - if you ever wonder why they have on board a metal pole, the answer is they use it to push themselves off in such situations).

Now I'm back the clouds have rolled in and the temperature dropped and its time for some research. Really it should be on balance sheets as part of this course I'm doing.

But first the important question of what is the difference between Marmite and Marmite Guinness? - to which the answer is not much. The latter doesn't taste of Guinness, but is slightly less salty and creamier. Its not even in short supply as its still on sale in Putney Waitrose.

Can you guess which of the two above is spread with the original and which the Guinness variety?

Another ARC story

Thanks to Tillerman we've been sharing the stories we usually tell over a drink in the bar in the evening after the days sailing. So it wouldn't be surprising if we've been selecting them for entertainment as much as embarrassment factor.

So it might be there's a slight degree of censorship. I'm surprised there aren't more stories about mooring which gives so many opportunities for cock-ups, and with an audience standing by watching.

I remember one particular time when we were heading in to refuel, lined up, headed in, and it was when we were about 3 metres out that the three of us - each who claimed to able to skipper a yacht - noticed that no one had set even a single line. We bounced rather badly and yes I was driving.

Anyhow, time for another story from the ARC. One of our crew was mad keen on fishing and had bought a rod and line in Las Palmas. We'd only been across the start for about twenty minutes and he was itching to get a line out. And after a bit of badgering the skipper agreed.

Not a good idea, as there about 200 other boats all around us, and one decided to charge its batteries by towing a generator line, and yup, we got our fishing line tangled round it. We did the decent thing and cut our line but it must have made a bit of a mess.

Anyhow within a few days we'd lost sight of all other boats and forgot all about the incident. We made our way across the Atlantic, shredded one spinnaker and one pair of hands, and three weeks later crossed the finish line early one Sunday morning.

After beers, a shower, and a good nights sleep we went our separate ways. I shared the taxi to the airport with crew from other boats heading off to the same flight and enjoyed hearing their stories.

One in particular caught my attention. "We had just left Las Palmas and was towing our generator" said someone, "and you wouldn't believe it, it got caught up in the fishing line from some idiot's boat!"

"No way!"

(my small voice from the back) "Er, that was us. Sorry"

The Midnight Shredder

Tillerman has challenged us to report our worst mistake or most embarrassing moment while sailing.

Cracking idea.....

Now was it when I crash gybed a yacht in front of a rapidly on-coming Greek ferry? (nope, just learning then, doesn't count)

Or was it on the round the island race when our navigator got so sea sick he got stuck in the cabin unable to undo the lock to get out and then missed two buoys? (nope, wasn't me, so again doesn't count).

Or broaching a brand new yacht in the Solent with an inexperienced crew including some single women who for some reason didn't want to talk to me afterwards? (nope, probably some other reason for that).

So must be the case of the midnight shredder. I was onboard Boss's Ocean Wanderer with 5 others crossing the Atlantic on the Arc - gosh, back in 2003 - and we were only about 3 days out of St Lucia.

We were feeling pretty good - even confident - which can be very dangerous. We'd had a bad accident with the spinnaker halyard shredding one crew members hands to bits the previous week but since then moral had improved and we'd just done the spinnaker gybe so one watch could go below.

It was so nice on deck the off-watch remained to chat. The air was warm and the full moon rising high in the tropical night. I was at the wheel as we headed deep downwind, and we were exchanging jokes.

My attention slipped (it must have been a good joke), just for a second. And the spinnaker wrapped itself round the forestay, and kept wrapping round and round and round.

At first we were pretty relaxed - we'd had several wrap and a bit of heading into wind, pulling on the sheets and they had generally come free. This one just kept on getting worse.

The skipper and mate went forward to have a look and were baffled: the top half was wrapped one way the bottom half the other. They tried all sorts of tricks from unwinding manually (no good, which ever way they went the other half just got worse) to letting the kite fly (no good, it acted, er, like a kite, and was caught by the wind, at one point streaming horizontal. It looked rather beautiful lit up by the moon).

Then it started to shred. Boss are well known for accounting for each paper-clip, so loss of a whole spinnaker wasn't going to look good. This had to be stopped and fast - someone had to fix it. And that meant going up the mast and coming down along the forestay, unwrapping it as you went. So I volunteered.

Thing was, I was feeling really guilty. Yes, spinnakers do wrap, but I had let my concentration slip, and had been on the wheel at the time. So I got prepared and the bo'sun's chair was attached to one of the spare halyards.

Just as we were about to start the hoist the mate managed to unwrap the wayward sail. Maybe all the flying horizontal had ironed out some of the coils, but now the end was clearly in sight and soon the sail was done on the deck where the damage could be inspected. So I didn't have to go up the mast.

It was really really disappointing. I don't mind heights that much and going up the mast would have felt like balancing the mistake. And then there would have been the bragging rights "yeh, I've been up the mast, middle of the night too, it was nothing really".

But mostly can you imagine what it would have been like with the moonlight glittering off the waves and the mast swaying gently under the rolling waves that follow the trade wind from Africa?

It taught me to focus when on that point of sail - on all the information available, from the feel of the motion under foot to the sound of wind and sail. Since then (touching wood) haven't had another problem. Indeed during the Fastnet I helmed the most during our watches when the spinnaker was up - in particular at night.

Because the important thing about mistakes is they are the best of all learning experiences and if you don't get them you'll never really be able to sail.

Thames litter and paths

A series of hiccups have stopped posting for the last week. First there was the bug (or to use colloquial English, the lurgy) then work and travel then finally my broadband went out again - the second time in a month.

Even more annoying than BT's inability to provide what should be pretty basic technology for the 21st century is their use of call centres in countries where English is a second language and the over-reliance on robot like scripts. Grrr!

Anyhow the local engineer has now replaced both the line to the exchange and the equipment at the exchange so its all spanking brand new, and, at least for the time being, working.

So two river updates:

1. Rubbish: apparently there is a charity that helps clean up the litter along the Thames - see the Thames21 web site here.

2. Pathway: there is this great web site that describes the Thames paths and how they go 184 miles from the Cotswold above Oxford to Greenwich and the sea. As well as an interactive map they have a great set of downloadable walking ("hiking") maps from which the figure above was taken.

Can't wait to get a bike and head upstream to see how far I get!