Monday, October 18, 2010
Seawitch blog update
Andrew French has updated his blog about the refurbishment of Alacrity "Seawitch". Check it out here.
Sunday, September 26, 2010
Little Grace video
David Appleby sent me this video of his Alacrity 'Little Grace' sailing. Looks good!
Friday, September 24, 2010
Well, I am still alive...
OK, I went back to Stockholm for a couple of days this week and actually got the boat out for a short sail. There wasn't much wind but the sky was blue and the water was as it used to be, too. It was nice to be back, but well, my time here is ending and I've taken the mast down for the boat to be hauled out in October.

Oh, and I also found a fellow club member with a broken down engine so did get to do some good..

Next summer, hopefully, will ensue the adventurous task of getting the boat to the UK. So stay tuned.
Oh, and I also found a fellow club member with a broken down engine so did get to do some good..
Next summer, hopefully, will ensue the adventurous task of getting the boat to the UK. So stay tuned.
Saturday, June 19, 2010
Thursday, June 3, 2010
Season's first overnight trip
The weather has been perfect these last few days, so I finally managed my first overnight trip of the season. I went to a place where I had been before, mostly because it's sheltered and nice and I didn't expect anyone else to be there on a weekday evening. It turned out there were a few others, but no one near enough to be trouble.
The sail started with, well not sailing. There was very little wind on Wednesday, so I motored the major part of the distance. It was still nice in the sun and very few other boats out. I met one bigger thing though, which I took for a sea scout vessel, but it later turned out to be charter vessel full of high school kids. How I know that? See later.

To get to the anchorage there's a nice narrow passage to be navigated, and it's that passage which prevents bigger boats to get in here at all, so it's very much a secret small boat haven.

I had a beer and a steamy vampire book.

Ravioli for dinner.

A lamp to read by although it didn't get really dark so near midsummer.

22.30

23.15

Then I went to bed. The night was perfectly still, not a sound, no wind, nothing. In the morning the wind got up, but the anchor held. I did move to the other side of the cove for a few hours later, though in order to get a little more peace and quiet.

Then I sailed home. There was enough wind to sail all the way, too. As I closed on the city, I was buzzed first by an ambulance helicopter, then a Coastguard fast craft. Ashore were fire engines. I later found out that it was the very charter boat I encountered the day before - which had been on fire.
The sail started with, well not sailing. There was very little wind on Wednesday, so I motored the major part of the distance. It was still nice in the sun and very few other boats out. I met one bigger thing though, which I took for a sea scout vessel, but it later turned out to be charter vessel full of high school kids. How I know that? See later.
To get to the anchorage there's a nice narrow passage to be navigated, and it's that passage which prevents bigger boats to get in here at all, so it's very much a secret small boat haven.
I had a beer and a steamy vampire book.
Ravioli for dinner.
A lamp to read by although it didn't get really dark so near midsummer.
22.30
23.15
Then I went to bed. The night was perfectly still, not a sound, no wind, nothing. In the morning the wind got up, but the anchor held. I did move to the other side of the cove for a few hours later, though in order to get a little more peace and quiet.
Then I sailed home. There was enough wind to sail all the way, too. As I closed on the city, I was buzzed first by an ambulance helicopter, then a Coastguard fast craft. Ashore were fire engines. I later found out that it was the very charter boat I encountered the day before - which had been on fire.
Saturday, May 22, 2010
Oh no - the pub has closed!
Today I set out with my friend Mari for our traditional spring lunch at the pub on Storholmen. It was a warm, sunny day with light winds, but enough to get us there without motoring all the way. However, as we arrived, disaster struck. The pub was closed. And not only closed, but completely deserted, shackled up, shut down. Crunched by the credits, supposedly.

And we had no beer, no sandwiches, only water, coffee and the emergency rations. Mari also doesn't eat meat, so most of the pea soup and corned beef based things could not be served. Fortunately, there was beans, and there was tuna.

After our makeshift meal, we explored the surroundings. I had moored the boat in a cove opposite of Storholmen, a place I never visited before. There were several other boats there, it being Saturday, and also a group of sea scouts who had arrived by dinghy.



There were lots of green things, nice nature things, and some less nice things, mostlyt murder ants.


After having talked to a guy with a broken jetski who had been towed into the cove and abandoned there by someone who probably wanted to keep the channel clear from obstacles, we had coffee and then sailed home in almost no wind, motoring the last half an hour. It was still a very nice day. Oh, and the jetski guy did get help from another mobo, they passed us later with his contraption in tow.
And we had no beer, no sandwiches, only water, coffee and the emergency rations. Mari also doesn't eat meat, so most of the pea soup and corned beef based things could not be served. Fortunately, there was beans, and there was tuna.
After our makeshift meal, we explored the surroundings. I had moored the boat in a cove opposite of Storholmen, a place I never visited before. There were several other boats there, it being Saturday, and also a group of sea scouts who had arrived by dinghy.
There were lots of green things, nice nature things, and some less nice things, mostlyt murder ants.
After having talked to a guy with a broken jetski who had been towed into the cove and abandoned there by someone who probably wanted to keep the channel clear from obstacles, we had coffee and then sailed home in almost no wind, motoring the last half an hour. It was still a very nice day. Oh, and the jetski guy did get help from another mobo, they passed us later with his contraption in tow.
Wednesday, May 19, 2010
Continuing the hydrographic expedition
I've done a few day trips to small uninhabited islands around here and plotted them on foursquare. It's really just a geeky thing, but if other boaters go there and check, then the islands will show instead of having to be added manually. Now today I visited the third one, Västerskär, still within comfortable daysail range from my club (and there are a few more still...). The interesting thing is, this one lies in between some nice tricky shallows and I did previously not dare even go near it.
Enter the new chartplotter app on the iphone. With it I thought I'd give it a try. And it worked perfectly. It was also quite a revelation considering that my usually so trusted eyeball navigation showed to be quite some way off. I seriously begin to wonder why I haven't been running aground lot more earlier. Anyway, I guess I've just had a good safety margin.
Now, here are some pic. First I met this little ferry which confused me by erratic maneuvers ,while I was tacking, to such at degree that I was considering calling her up on the VHF, but then I realized it was training docking maneuvers.

Then, as I got the island in sight, the wind died.

I drifted for a while, but then started the evil engine for the last mile. Anchored, had lunch and took a video of some birds screeching. Not much of an expedition. But it was warm and I had a perfect following wind on my way back. Bliss.

Oh and here's the video.
Enter the new chartplotter app on the iphone. With it I thought I'd give it a try. And it worked perfectly. It was also quite a revelation considering that my usually so trusted eyeball navigation showed to be quite some way off. I seriously begin to wonder why I haven't been running aground lot more earlier. Anyway, I guess I've just had a good safety margin.
Now, here are some pic. First I met this little ferry which confused me by erratic maneuvers ,while I was tacking, to such at degree that I was considering calling her up on the VHF, but then I realized it was training docking maneuvers.
Then, as I got the island in sight, the wind died.
I drifted for a while, but then started the evil engine for the last mile. Anchored, had lunch and took a video of some birds screeching. Not much of an expedition. But it was warm and I had a perfect following wind on my way back. Bliss.
Oh and here's the video.
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