Kipper Sailing

Vessel Name: Kipper of London
18 November 2010
18 November 2010
18 November 2010
18 July 2010 | Lymington
06 July 2010 | On our way bsck to Lymington
05 July 2010 | Finished
05 July 2010 | 5 miles SEof the western entrance to Plymouth Sound
04 July 2010 | 5 miles east of Dartmouth
04 July 2010 | 8 miles ENE of The Bill of Portland
03 July 2010 | 10 miles SE of St Catherines Point
02 July 2010 | 10 miles SW of Beachy Head
01 July 2010 | Anchored 2 miles SE of North Foreland
01 July 2010 | 8 miles SSE of Lowestorft
29 June 2010 | Lowestoft
28 June 2010 | Sailing 3 miles south east of Cromer
28 June 2010 | Becalmed 3 miles east of Cromer
28 June 2010 | 16 miles north of Cromer
27 June 2010 | 20 miles ENE of the entrance to the Humber
27 June 2010 | 12m NE of Flamborough Head
26 June 2010 | 32m east of Blyth
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Jet Skis

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Big Boats , Small Boats

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18 July 2010 | Lymington

Back to Work

Back to the day (and sometimes night) job after the (excitement) of the 2-handed RB&I race. And guess what? I'm enjoying myself more working than I was, supposedly, taking some R&R. It's one Hell of a lot more varied and stimulating.

06 July 2010 | On our way bsck to Lymington

Final thoughts on the race

Now it's all over, I've had time to reflect on the experience and to report on what worked and what didn't.

05 July 2010 | Finished

That's that then.

Finished at 10:13:40.

Toys out of the pram

17 June 2010 | 32 Miles SE of St Kilda
John
We left our mooring at around 2000 and motored slowly out to the start, passing a solitary seal on the way. Not a lot of wind and it was coming directly from where we needed to go, retracing our inward route, 11 miles SSW to Barra Head. We had the starting line marked on our chart-plotter and crossed the line bang on time at 20:43:13, making around 3kts on starboard tack.

The leg down to the point was really slow, tacking against a weak tide, the 11 miles took us nearly 5 hours. We couldn't help remembering that, when we'd sailed in the other way, on Tuesday evening we'd passed faster boats on their way out, broad reaching under the spinnakers at 8-10kts.

We tried cutting the corner, close under the towering cliffs, topped by a powerful lighthouse, which was almost totally obscured by thick, low cloud. But, as we closed the shore, the wind dropped right off and we got stuck in a nasty chop, killing all our boat-speed and, at one stage, we got stuck in irons. The only option was to tack offshore, seeking more wind and calmer water. Fortunately the tide was with us, if it had been against us, we'd have been stuck there for ages. It was slow progress but we were eventually able to set course for our waypoint just west of St Kilda, 70 miles away.

Although the wind was well aft, it was only 6kts and the sea still very choppy, so we delayed hoisting the spinnaker, fearing a wrap, and finally hoisted it at around 0330 but it wouldn't settle down and we had a frustrating hour or so before the chop eased and the wind increased slightly. At one stage we were making nearly 6kts but the wind then dropped to around 10kts and our speed dropped to around 5kts.

Then it all went to sh*t. It was 0745 and I'd had my head down for about and hour when John woke me to say that we had to get the kite down. To my consternation when I came on deck we were heading NE! In fact, in order to get the ***** down we normally sail dead downwind and, at one stage we were heading East. Anybody watching the tracker must have really wondered if we'd been at the wine. The wind had veered 135 degrees NE. We got the kite down and tacked. St Kilda is now 32 miles directly upwind. The wind is 4kts and we're making 1.4kts. The worst bit, the wind is forecast to go NE later. If that happens it'll be a 300 mile dead beat from St Kilda to Muckle Flugga at the Northern tip of The Shetlands. It's not just toys that are going to be thrown out of the pram.
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