Very sad about the KESTREL. As a boy I lived in Devonport. After school
I would go to Devonport wharf where I would board the KESTREL and other ferries. I got to know many skippers who would let me steer the double-enders across the harbour and back. I had to take my own apple box to stand on, to see over the huge wooden spoked wheel
. There were still a few steam ferries running then too, which I also 'skippered.'
I think the die was cast then, as to my future seafaring life!