chuckle
Wednesday, 14 October 2015
Sunday, 27 September 2015
Last jolly
Did'nt we have a lovely day afloat on our beloved chuckle for the last time yesterday.
Having removed all our personal items from chuckle we begin planning on how to sail the new boat our sadler 29 with bilge keels from isle of whithorn in the solway firth round the hammer head mull of gallaway back to home waters. So our family sailing adventures continue.
Thursday, 20 August 2015
Chuckles sale has been agreed
We have this morning with heavy hart accepted an offer for Chuckle. Her new home is as keen as we are to see her well cared for and used to her full potential, wonderful news and a great relief to find a great home for her.
Now what boat to choose to extend our sailing experience, i have written off a bigger wooden boat now, due to the extra size and the maintenance demand on top of everything else will be too much, perhaps when the children are more independent or have left home, sooooo….. Fergus, freyja and myself (jenny away at work) have decided if we have to accept a piece of Tupperware we will only settle for the unsinkable well insulated, sea kindly/worthy, versatile, spacious (to us) and fit for longer family passages to the baltic and beyond, fit for weekends and month long cruises away, is a bilge keeled Sadler 34. humm, how will i put the price tag to jenny……..15 years of holidays afloat? Does mum really want to do night watches, and longer passages? Jenny has agreed to do some night watch experience on a course or in some other way before we make the commitment. Deep breath. swallow, tear in my eye, no more chuckling………..
Now what boat to choose to extend our sailing experience, i have written off a bigger wooden boat now, due to the extra size and the maintenance demand on top of everything else will be too much, perhaps when the children are more independent or have left home, sooooo….. Fergus, freyja and myself (jenny away at work) have decided if we have to accept a piece of Tupperware we will only settle for the unsinkable well insulated, sea kindly/worthy, versatile, spacious (to us) and fit for longer family passages to the baltic and beyond, fit for weekends and month long cruises away, is a bilge keeled Sadler 34. humm, how will i put the price tag to jenny……..15 years of holidays afloat? Does mum really want to do night watches, and longer passages? Jenny has agreed to do some night watch experience on a course or in some other way before we make the commitment. Deep breath. swallow, tear in my eye, no more chuckling………..
Sunday, 16 August 2015
CHUCKLE FOR SALE
Sale due to children out growing their
birth. We love our chuckle it has been a great pleasure sailing her, taking all
our family holidays in her and maintaining her as a family project. We would
like to find a new owner who is able to take full advantage of her continued
potential given appropriate maintenance and care. Please see this sailing blog
for more information than you might need:
http://nordicfolkboatchuckle.blogspot.co.uk
We would like to begin looking for a new
wooden boat of 33' for family cruising, chuckle has inspired us to go further
and find new horizons we hope very much its new owners will gain as much from her as we have. Any
offer considered from a potentially perfect home, for example a young family
wishing to begin sailing with woodworking skills and the time and resources to
carry it off.
£2500 ONO
Monday, 27 July 2015
Wind
Going with the wind and tide is frustrating if you want to go somewhere but an inspiration otherwise. Well we thought we wanted too leave elie tomorrow but now we have studied the options it looks best to stay put for two nights more let the south east win blow out the strong northerly to calm down and run home with a fair wind. We are all settled in, at elie in fife a beautiful quiet harbour. Lots for us to do so hope the coming rain is not to bad and our days out to st andrews a wind mill and messing about with lobster pot and fishing in giggle bring us fun rest and sustenance to mind and sole. Last night i was up at 1 am sorting out chuckles drying out, i and fergus were very tired today hoping we can recover with a good nights sleep tonight. Freyja today sailed giggle out to sea twice and back. She is becoming more and more confident. I was crew but only suggested improvements to sail trim and spent the time crouched under the boom being told what to do. We put the lobster pot in and fished. Fergus is struggling to pace himself and remain calm enough to recover from being tired. An afternoon nap would be good for him.
Windy
Bed early, after tidy decks, alter mooring lines theres a bit of a blow coming.
Tie everything down. Anchored the dingy on the beach. Its to swing to the north colder wetter than before and gusting like heavy weather. What will we do tomorrow when the kids wake up. Will i have to get up in the night rain coat and underpants to fix some bump or rattle. Have i forgotten anything. We are hard on our fenders. Water rattles the clinkers, rain only pattering the boom tent. Jen reads drifting off into another world. Skippers job is never done. Fergus and freyja cosy in the fore peek squeezed in dry warm tired. The dog just farted but she does help keep us warm. The barometer tells us of the change ever closer, the north wind is about to blow. The rigging is beginning to sing its song. My back aches. Tired at 930 pm another busy day.
Wilderness camping only in the middle of a pritty holiday village surrounded by weather beaten luxury holiday Cottages and grand houses, it feels a bit odd. Gastro pub diners looking out at the sea gypsy family bobbing about in the tiny yacht from Eyemouth in the wind and the rain. Life is interesting. Its good we all do it differently.
This morning was full of contrast. Fergus freyja and i went out in our tender giggle. Sailing out to fish for mackeral. We did not catch any so we went of to our lobster pot set the day before. Lifted the pot from our wee boat no crab or lobster for lunch. On the way out we were surounder almost circled at times by fast moving power boats and watched closely by small drifting fishing boats all but us were occupied by men. There was one other boat with wee ones huddled in the cabin of one boat of dads. Our giggle was the only boat sailed by two small children and they did the fishing too. On the way in the power boat from the hire water toys shop was dragging thrill seekers about screaming. My two children looked on putting freyja off the helm and her course. After our hour of fun fishing in giggle, fergus and freyja hired a sit on top for and hour wet suits on playing. Fergus went to rescue/help another boy who had throw his paddle away and swimming next to his sitontop. They had drifted out a wee bit, i watch and the ever watchful hire shop man noted fergus and freyja paddled back against the fresh breeze the much bigger lad gave up and came back on the rescue rib. 'Hardy lass' the hire man noted. What does all this teach us, what does it teach fergus and freyja, its taking me a while to work it out. Latter an older man took a laser out in the stronger afternoon blow and after his capsize was returned back in the rescue boat dragging his still capsized laser dingy, mast and sail flogging in the sea no match to the mighty out board. Think you tell where i am coming from. This nails it for me the power boat that joy rides at what appears to be full power up and down the beach warning any potential swimmers to stay close to the beach. I think we are all mad, whats a good idea or bad one today has become a blur.
Tie everything down. Anchored the dingy on the beach. Its to swing to the north colder wetter than before and gusting like heavy weather. What will we do tomorrow when the kids wake up. Will i have to get up in the night rain coat and underpants to fix some bump or rattle. Have i forgotten anything. We are hard on our fenders. Water rattles the clinkers, rain only pattering the boom tent. Jen reads drifting off into another world. Skippers job is never done. Fergus and freyja cosy in the fore peek squeezed in dry warm tired. The dog just farted but she does help keep us warm. The barometer tells us of the change ever closer, the north wind is about to blow. The rigging is beginning to sing its song. My back aches. Tired at 930 pm another busy day.
Wilderness camping only in the middle of a pritty holiday village surrounded by weather beaten luxury holiday Cottages and grand houses, it feels a bit odd. Gastro pub diners looking out at the sea gypsy family bobbing about in the tiny yacht from Eyemouth in the wind and the rain. Life is interesting. Its good we all do it differently.
This morning was full of contrast. Fergus freyja and i went out in our tender giggle. Sailing out to fish for mackeral. We did not catch any so we went of to our lobster pot set the day before. Lifted the pot from our wee boat no crab or lobster for lunch. On the way out we were surounder almost circled at times by fast moving power boats and watched closely by small drifting fishing boats all but us were occupied by men. There was one other boat with wee ones huddled in the cabin of one boat of dads. Our giggle was the only boat sailed by two small children and they did the fishing too. On the way in the power boat from the hire water toys shop was dragging thrill seekers about screaming. My two children looked on putting freyja off the helm and her course. After our hour of fun fishing in giggle, fergus and freyja hired a sit on top for and hour wet suits on playing. Fergus went to rescue/help another boy who had throw his paddle away and swimming next to his sitontop. They had drifted out a wee bit, i watch and the ever watchful hire shop man noted fergus and freyja paddled back against the fresh breeze the much bigger lad gave up and came back on the rescue rib. 'Hardy lass' the hire man noted. What does all this teach us, what does it teach fergus and freyja, its taking me a while to work it out. Latter an older man took a laser out in the stronger afternoon blow and after his capsize was returned back in the rescue boat dragging his still capsized laser dingy, mast and sail flogging in the sea no match to the mighty out board. Think you tell where i am coming from. This nails it for me the power boat that joy rides at what appears to be full power up and down the beach warning any potential swimmers to stay close to the beach. I think we are all mad, whats a good idea or bad one today has become a blur.
Pants
One good thing about only wearing pants and raincoat is you dry off quick, the main hallyars was slack and thrashing the mast had to go and stop the noise to get to sleep.
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