Well, it looks like spring has finally arrived and hopefully there aren’t too many jobs left to be done. I’ve always thought that the expression ‘winter project’ is a bit of a silly one. When we kept our boat on the east coast it was often too cold to think about working out in the biting wind. What with that and the short days a lot of work was left until the springtime. Hopefully skipper you have a boat buddy or two to help out.
I remember a trip to Guernsey early in the season, the boat was spruced up and looking good. As we approached St Peter Port the sea was confused and slopping about, with quite a swell. As the wind was on the beam this presented no problem, but a playful wave would come aboard now and then. The old smack had a dog house cabin, which housed the navigation equipment and a comfortable double berth. We had allocated this to George, in accordance with his perceived standing amongst the crew.
George was below styling his hair and applying aftershave in anticipation of a run ashore, and it was his misfortune to poke his head out to check on progress, just as a rather large sea came aboard. There was plenty of room on deck for us crew to avoid the worse of it, but George had no chance. Just as his head appeared the wave broke over the dog house, flattening his quiff and soaking him thoroughly.
Laughter was not an option given the terrific display of temper as he pulled the companionway doors closed and the hatch cover over. The incident was never mentioned.