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It's Vince and Malcolm

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Hull Marina to Spurn Point 29th May 2007

Hi to everyone following the progress of Yacht Anita 'A'. It has been difficult to update the website because the public library access won't let me access the site. I have been able to update the red dots on the map today as I am in Whitehills Marina which has Wi-Fi available. I haven't had time to write the passage reports as I am very busy sailing the boat and don't have enough power to operate the computer when I am stopped. Unless I am in a marina with power hook-up.

Well we have departed at last. The voyage is going well so far, I have had to some motor sailing due to the wind direction and, as some of you know I am on my own at the moment. Malcolm unfortunately was sea sick from the start of the voyage and he braved it out for six days waiting for the sick feeling to pass. Anita is only a small boat and is cramped to say the least; every thing you do below deck requires either bending or sitting, which takes its toll on the energy reserves. Even getting below is difficult sometimes when the boat is rocking and rolling, with all this and being weakened by sea sickness its no wonder Malcolm felt he couldn't carry on. Me I just love it even though things go wrong. Like the water pump impeller requiring changing.

We left Hull Marina in the evening motoring out through the lock and into the river Humber frantically waving at family and friends who had come to see us off. We then proceeded to raise the sails for the fairly short journey down to Spurn. Malcolm had done a list of the buoys to tick off as we passed, with a compass bearing to the next if not visible. As we sailed further down river the wind started to rise above the forecast strength.

We reached our destination just as it was getting dark. The ferries to Holland were just leaving the Humber with their deck lights blazing across the estuary. It was time to get the anchor ready, but when I started the engine to anchor at Spurn Point it over heated immediately, so we had to anchor under sail in a force 4/5 with the tide running a different direction.

Malcolm took the helm, I let the anchor go at the right moment, and it held first time. When I checked the transit of the two old lighthouses we were perfectly lined up Brilliant. Now all we had to worry about was what to do about the engine. I had serviced the water pump only weeks before, replacing the shaft, seals and impeller so it couldn't be that could it. Better try to sleep on it, with the anchor still holding after an hour or so, and more chain down than required we turned in.

It was an uncomfortable night with the wind at force 4/5, and with the strong tide in the Humber you always keep awakening through the night to check the transit to make sure you are still in the same position. I was up at 0400 thinking of what to do next. I decided to change the impeller which requires taking off a water pipe that is below the water line. No matter, there is a sea cock which can be turned off; it's in a difficult position behind the engine, so I use a piece of tube to reach the lever. Oops! The lever has snapped off. ( Stop laughing it aint funny although I am wetting myself here )

Now what? Do it live, that's what I do if I can't turn the water off at somebody's house. Now what can I use to stick in the pipe while I change the impeller, I know this silicone nozzle will do it's tapered and the silicone has gone hard so it will definitely fit. What do you think Malcolm? Just do it! He replies, felling sick and having had not much sleep, I don't think he cared what happened at this point. Well I just did it, and there was less than a cup full of water escaped.

We had breakfast, well I did. I started the engine, and we waited no alarm, and water running out of the exhaust, great let's go. Malcolm took the tiller while I pulled up the anchor and we chugged out into the estuary to really begin our epic voyage. Next stop Scarborough.

Vince