{"id":3290,"date":"2025-06-21T06:21:51","date_gmt":"2025-06-21T06:21:51","guid":{"rendered":"https:\/\/racecoast.net\/omstest\/?p=3290"},"modified":"2025-06-21T06:21:51","modified_gmt":"2025-06-21T06:21:51","slug":"the-joy-of-motoring","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/racecoast.net\/omstest\/the-joy-of-motoring\/","title":{"rendered":"The Joy of Motoring"},"content":{"rendered":"<p><iframe loading=\"lazy\" src=\"https:\/\/embed.acast.com\/6766f4022dc5d9b993aeca62\/68564e0e0bed216db7963c6c\" width=\"100%\" height=\"80px\" frameborder=\"0\"><\/iframe><\/p>\n<p style=\"font-weight: 400;\">There, I never thought I would write that as a headline. I hate motoring. It\u2019s noisy and smelly. It\u2019s expensive &#8211; also, it\u2019s an admission of defeat. For the sailor to resort to the \u201ciron topsail\u201d just because the wind doesn\u2019t agree to his plans is, somehow, a failure as great as not backing down the anchor or having the headsail fall over the side because you didn\u2019t mouse the shackles on the furling gear.<\/p>\n<p style=\"font-weight: 400;\">But here I am, sitting on the port berth &#8211; normally, I would say the \u201cleeward berth\u201d but just at the moment there isn\u2019t any leeward (or windward) for the very good reason that there isn\u2019t any wind. But I\u2019m not complaining. I am, indeed, unexpectedly happy with the situation.<\/p>\n<p style=\"font-weight: 400;\">I am in Cardigan Bay, on my way from Conwy, where Tony Jones of TJ Rigging replaced the forestay which broke at the end of the transatlantic crossing, to Falmouth where the Royal Cornwall Yacht Club is holding a reunion for the 50<sup>th<\/sup> anniversary of the Azores and Back Race. I competed in <em>Largo <\/em>in 1987 and again in 1991. I won a decanter. I\u2019ve still got it somewhere\u2026<\/p>\n<p style=\"font-weight: 400;\">But the Windy app says that if I sit here and wait for the predicted easterly, I will be waiting for a full 24 hours and miss the \u201cbefore\u201d party on Friday night.<\/p>\n<p style=\"font-weight: 400;\">So, when I awoke at 0700 to a blue sky through the central hatch and the sound of the mainsheet traveller shooting from side to side as the boat rolled in one of those calms so total that you can look over the side and see small and unlikely creatures skipping about on the surface, I had a decision to make.<\/p>\n<p style=\"font-weight: 400;\"><em>Samsara <\/em>carries 55 litres of fuel, and the tank was two-thirds full. The little Nanni 21hp sips about half a litre an hour at just under four knots. The wind is due to come back in 24 hours anyway. It\u2019s no worse than buying a couple of rounds to go with the seafood linguine I ordered from the RCYC booking site.<\/p>\n<p style=\"font-weight: 400;\">To my surprise, I don\u2019t mind at all. For a start, motoring makes the boat more stable &#8211; something to do with the flow of water over the keel, so this meant a proper breakfast.<\/p>\n<p style=\"font-weight: 400;\">Breakfasts are a bit of a thing at the moment, now that I\u2019ve got a real pop-up toaster and enough Lithium to do one slice at a time and not worry about wasting the heat on the other side. This morning it was toast and the new vegan Marmite with smashed avocado, fried tomatoes and a Burford Brown egg &#8211; and then another slice of fresh hot toast to go with an enormous helping of Bonne Maman apricot jam.<\/p>\n<p style=\"font-weight: 400;\">Now add Colombian coffee (from Colombia) fresh-ground in the new 230volt coffee grinder!<\/p>\n<p style=\"font-weight: 400;\">See what I mean? By the time I rose from the saloon table, I\u2019d forgotten we were motoring at all. Maybe the engine is quieter once it\u2019s warmed up &#8211; maybe the problem is that I never let it run for long enough.<\/p>\n<p style=\"font-weight: 400;\">So then I replaced the length of Dyneema on the end of the topping lift with a soft shackle because the new line is the right length at last &#8211; whipped proper markers onto the main halyard in place of the pieces of tape. This was a hangover from having to end-for-end the halyard off the Grand Banks because it was about to chafe through where it passed over the sheave.<\/p>\n<p style=\"font-weight: 400;\">It was all going so frightfully well that I thought there might be a blog post in it, and came down to write this. The next thing you know it\u2019s lunchtime and time for tea &#8211; which is when I noticed the batteries were back at 74%, where they had been before breakfast &#8211; not bad, given that the brilliant sun of early morning had given way to a high-pressure haze.<\/p>\n<p style=\"font-weight: 400;\">It was wondering about this that made me realise the wind charger had 12kts to play with &#8211; and since there was a one-and-a-half knot tide against us, that meant actually, we were going nowhere\u2026 which, in turn, meant that there really was 12kts of wind.<\/p>\n<p style=\"font-weight: 400;\">In which case, why wasn\u2019t I sailing?<\/p>\n<p style=\"font-weight: 400;\">Well, I am now &#8211; doing a good three knots into the bay to get out of the tide. I should pick up a mobile signal, too.<\/p>\n<p style=\"font-weight: 400;\">And it went on like this for four days. I motored a bit to catch the tide off Land\u2019s End &#8211; and then again to get out of it in Mount\u2019s Bay. The Bristol Channel, as always when heading south, was wonderful with clear blue skies and a beam reach (which I should have used to put me up-tide at the end &#8211; see above).<\/p>\n<p style=\"font-weight: 400;\">In fact, it was all going swimmingly as I jogged past The Manacles and up to Black Rock, bang on schedule to walk through the town and arrive at the Royal Cornwall for a six o\u2019clock drink with\u2026<\/p>\n<p style=\"font-weight: 400;\">Well, that was the question, wasn\u2019t it? Who would remember me from 1987? Who would I recognise? I turned the switch one last time to drop the main and come into the Haven Marina.<\/p>\n<p style=\"font-weight: 400;\">The engine stopped.<\/p>\n<p style=\"font-weight: 400;\">As if to say: \u201cYou think you can just use me when you feel like it &#8211; get a blog post out of a once-in-a-lifetime moment of appreciation, would you? Well, I know what you really think of engines\u2026\u201d<\/p>\n<p style=\"font-weight: 400;\">\u2026and it was right. I said a very rude word. This was going to ruin everything. I would have to anchor off Trefusis Point &#8211; chase the blockage back from the injectors. I did think of leaving it \u2018til the morning and blowing up the dinghy &#8211; but that would put me behind for packaging up the eBay parcels and getting to the Post Office before the opening event at 10.00 a.m &#8211; and there was coffee and mingling from 9.45.<\/p>\n<p style=\"font-weight: 400;\">I accepted that tonight it wasn\u2019t going to be seafood linguine but a tin of beans &#8211; and no fresh vegetables because I wasn\u2019t going to need them once I got here, was I?<\/p>\n<p style=\"font-weight: 400;\">So, I established that the main fuel filter was only half full &#8211; the pre-filter definitely needed changing &#8211; but there was nothing flowing from the breather when I slacked off the nut. We were back to Grenada and Nelson\u2019s Dockyard, and <a href=\"https:\/\/racecoast.net\/omstest\/diesel\/\">https:\/\/racecoast.net\/omstest\/diesel\/<\/a><\/p>\n<p style=\"font-weight: 400;\">I took the inlet pipe off the filter &#8211; nothing. So, the muck in the tank had blocked the outlet again. There is one way to clear that: Blow.<\/p>\n<p style=\"font-weight: 400;\">And so it was that with the taste of diesel still in my mouth, I let the engine run for a full 15 minutes while I cleared up, then puttered over to The Haven and rafted up alongside a French Halberg Rassey (always pick a French boat &#8211; you can give them a leaflet for the French translation of the book).<\/p>\n<p style=\"font-weight: 400;\">It was fully eight o\u2019clock by the time I found three old AZAB competitors round a table on the RCYC\u2019s Upper Deck. I didn\u2019t recognise any of them.<\/p>\n<p style=\"font-weight: 400;\">But that\u2019s the thing &#8211; they didn\u2019t recognise me either. It\u2019s been forty years. Now we\u2019re just a bunch of old men.<\/p>\n<p style=\"font-weight: 400;\">But would you believe it: The 90-year-old who had left his walking stick on the table just where I was going to sit was Peter Phillips (Google: <a href=\"https:\/\/policesailing.uk\/reports\/ostar\/ostar.htm\">https:\/\/policesailing.uk\/reports\/ostar\/ostar.htm<\/a>)<\/p>\n<p style=\"font-weight: 400;\">There was Roy Hart, who went on to lead a sailing expedition to the North Pole &#8211; and blamed me for getting him into the 1988 OSTAR (I blamed him).<\/p>\n<p style=\"font-weight: 400;\">Brian Dale sailed the other Barracuda 35 &#8211; you\u2019ll remember them if you remember the 1980s TV sailing soap opera Howard\u2019s Way.<\/p>\n<p style=\"font-weight: 400;\">What a time we had with almost half a century of adventures to catch up on\u2026<\/p>\n<p style=\"font-weight: 400;\">\u2026 and I had two puddings because I ordered a brandy and got a brownie. I\u2019ve always wanted to order two puddings.<\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<figure id=\"attachment_3291\" aria-describedby=\"caption-attachment-3291\" style=\"width: 290px\" class=\"wp-caption alignnone\"><img loading=\"lazy\" decoding=\"async\" class=\"size-medium wp-image-3291\" src=\"https:\/\/racecoast.net\/omstest\/wp-content\/uploads\/2025\/06\/IMG_5670-300x181.jpeg\" alt=\"\" width=\"300\" height=\"181\" srcset=\"https:\/\/racecoast.net\/omstest\/wp-content\/uploads\/2025\/06\/IMG_5670-300x181.jpeg 300w, https:\/\/racecoast.net\/omstest\/wp-content\/uploads\/2025\/06\/IMG_5670-scaled-600x361.jpeg 600w, https:\/\/racecoast.net\/omstest\/wp-content\/uploads\/2025\/06\/IMG_5670-1024x617.jpeg 1024w, https:\/\/racecoast.net\/omstest\/wp-content\/uploads\/2025\/06\/IMG_5670-768x463.jpeg 768w, https:\/\/racecoast.net\/omstest\/wp-content\/uploads\/2025\/06\/IMG_5670-1536x925.jpeg 1536w, https:\/\/racecoast.net\/omstest\/wp-content\/uploads\/2025\/06\/IMG_5670-2048x1233.jpeg 2048w\" sizes=\"auto, (max-width: 300px) 100vw, 300px\" \/><figcaption id=\"caption-attachment-3291\" class=\"wp-caption-text\">Four old men (L-R: Peter Phillips, self, Brian Dale, Roy Hart)<\/figcaption><\/figure>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"<p>There, I never thought I would write that as a headline. I hate motoring. It\u2019s noisy and smelly. It\u2019s expensive &#8211; also, it\u2019s an admission of defeat. For the sailor to resort to the \u201ciron topsail\u201d just because the wind doesn\u2019t agree to his plans is, somehow, a failure as great as not backing down &#8230; <a title=\"The Joy of Motoring\" class=\"read-more\" href=\"https:\/\/racecoast.net\/omstest\/the-joy-of-motoring\/\" aria-label=\"Read more about The Joy of Motoring\">Read more<\/a><\/p>\n","protected":false},"author":2,"featured_media":0,"comment_status":"open","ping_status":"open","sticky":false,"template":"","format":"standard","meta":{"footnotes":""},"categories":[1],"tags":[],"class_list":["post-3290","post","type-post","status-publish","format-standard","hentry","category-uncategorized"],"_links":{"self":[{"href":"https:\/\/racecoast.net\/omstest\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/3290","targetHints":{"allow":["GET"]}}],"collection":[{"href":"https:\/\/racecoast.net\/omstest\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts"}],"about":[{"href":"https:\/\/racecoast.net\/omstest\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/types\/post"}],"author":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/racecoast.net\/omstest\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/users\/2"}],"replies":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/racecoast.net\/omstest\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/comments?post=3290"}],"version-history":[{"count":1,"href":"https:\/\/racecoast.net\/omstest\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/3290\/revisions"}],"predecessor-version":[{"id":3292,"href":"https:\/\/racecoast.net\/omstest\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/3290\/revisions\/3292"}],"wp:attachment":[{"href":"https:\/\/racecoast.net\/omstest\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/media?parent=3290"}],"wp:term":[{"taxonomy":"category","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/racecoast.net\/omstest\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/categories?post=3290"},{"taxonomy":"post_tag","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/racecoast.net\/omstest\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/tags?post=3290"}],"curies":[{"name":"wp","href":"https:\/\/api.w.org\/{rel}","templated":true}]}}