I sailed 1500 miles in August to get back to my mooring
on the Hamble from Finland
. A lot of people asked me why in the world I would do that? Considering how much I loved cruising the Baltic
, and plan to go back next year.
Well, the short answer is that I have been sailing every weekend since getting back in August, and had a glorious sail today. It was sunny and about 15 degrees with a gentle 10 knot
Easterly blowing. I don't have a principle headsail, since my yankee jib
was shredded in August, and I haven't received my new carbon sails
yet. But I didn't have far to go -- just across the Solent to Cowes, so I sailed under main and staysail alone, nevertheless making 5 and 6 knots at times in the 10 knots of wind
The day of sunshine was fairly rare for this season -- actually it has rained almost every day for a month. Although in fairness, the whole month of September was sunshine and 20+ degrees -- a bonus month of summer.
But the rain is no big deal -- why God invented Goretex. With central heating
to dry the boat out when you get there -- what's the problem. It's incredibly cosy lying at anchor
in a hard rain, with the heat going. The only thing missing is a fireplace!
Whereas in Finland
, there is already snow on the ground, and soon the sea will freeze.
About 15 December I will take a monthly berth in Cowes Yacht Haven until about the middle of March. When it gets cold, it's nice to be hooked up to shore power
, and living aboard
, the cost of the berth is recovered in the diesel fuel
I am not consuming heating
and generating electricity (it's less than $500 a month!). This is the season when I do the most work on the boat, and it's nice to be in a walk-ashore situation, rather than having to get in the dinghy
every time you need an odd shaped screw or a tube of Sikaflex.
And when I get my new sails
, all the glories of the South Coast are waiting -- a long weekend is enough to go to Weymouth with a stop in Worbarrow Cove, or with more ambition and a bit of S wind
, Dartmouth. Or across the Channel to Cherbourg to replenish the wine stores.
So was it worth sailing 1500 miles to get here? Oh yeah . . . . .