Islander Sailboat Rendezvous 2006
The Islander Sailboat Rendezvous June 23-25 at Port Ludlow Marina was a huge success. Islander owners arrived from Everett, Brinnon, Bellevue, Kingston, Pleasant Harbor, Seattle, and Rick and Jennie, came all the way from San Francisco, CA! The weather was "party perfect," the food plentiful, and the music great. Everyone wants to know just what the recipe for that scrumptious dessert is. (Hope we see it again in 2007). A big surprise was had by all when everyone who attended received a large, navy and white canvas tote bag, embroidered with the Islander logo! Wow! We were all so thrilled. I can't wait until next year. Reservations have been made at Port Ludlow for June 22-24, 2007. If you would like more information or would like to be on next years "mailing list" for the event, please contact Doug or Eileen at email@example.com or 206-786-2895
Bufflehead – Dinghy Stolen
On the night of August 18, our dinghy was stolen from the Port Townsend Boat Haven. Our dinghy is eight feet long and made of fiberglass with a lapstrake pattern molded into the hull. The color outside is white and inside is grey. The seats are wood. The name Bufflehead is painted on the transom. We've cruised with Bufflehead for twenty years and it was in Bufflehead that our children learned to row.
If you see our dinghy, please contact me at ?360 732 4085 or firstname.lastname@example.org.
Quest for H-28 Captain Pierce
My Father built an H-28 in Grand Haven, Michigan around 1970. He did it all from sitka spruce spars and strip planking to carved hardware cast locally in bronze. He made the blocks, carved the tiller and spliced the dock and anchor lines. I have his diddy bag hanging on my porch.
I helped him weekends when I traveled home from Michigan State University (steamed and bent in the oak ribs). He (we) sailed her in Lake Michigan over the next 8 years from one end to the other. She was named the Majory Jane after my Mother.
My folks sold her when they moved south.
I would like to track her down, and I write you for advice on how to proceed. She was bought by an MD in Michigan who, I believe, retired and moved to Seattle and took her along. He re-named her the Captain Pierce.
She was slightly modified based on advice from his good friend who had built another H-28. The modifications included a higher freeboard and several additional feet in length so she ended up about 31 feet long.
This is a quest to find her and if you can suggest a way, I'd be grateful.
David L. Egger
This is the best way I know. You could also contact the Center for Wooden Boats. Good luck.
Could you please continue on with my boat advertisement?
P.S. It was so good to read the article about the 48° North staff behind the scenes. I'm from New Zealand and it gave me some inspiration to do something like your mag back home. It's a good model.
We'll be glad to go along and help out. We love to have a Kiwi version, although I think 48° South puts us in the ocean, a little south of Stewart Island, New Zealand. But, lots of wind for sailing in the Roaring 40's.
Just what is a "Wilson"?
Have you ever had a friend or have known someone that seemed to always have a little cloud following them when ever they headed out boating?
I have such a friend. Life with Mr. Wilson is always an adventure. He recently headed out of Edmonds, WA. on his 28' sailboat, let's call it Mary, for this years "big" vacation. I started thinking about last years outing where he had to stay zipped up in his boat in the San Juan's for a solid week, due to absolutely torrential rains. Poor Mr. Wilson, his wife and friends had to delay joining up with him. But finally, the sun came out. Finally his wife and friends could join him and they could go crabbing and feast on the tasty delicacy. In anticipation, he carefully filled the bait box of his shiny new crab pot with a tempting piece of chicken, went to "the best" crabbing spot in the San Juan's, and threw his crab pot overboard, feeding out the line as the pot sank towards the bottom. Close to the end of the line Mr. Wilson tossed the float over and then watched as floated on top of the water- for a second - and then it kept on sinking, down and down and down, until the float slowly disappeared from view. In disbelief he stared after it, nothing to see now but darkness. Poor Mr. Wilson…
Pondering these memories, I decided I had better check in with Mr. Wilson to see how this year's trip was going.
Poor Mr. Wilson. He had barely left Edmonds when the impeller broke and the engine overheated. He limped into Kingston, and called "Vessel Assist" for help. Vessel Assist said if he could sail to Everett, they could work on his engine. So, he sailed to Everett with his jib. When he got there, the roller furling wouldn't work and the wind had picked up to 20 knots. The sail was flogging back and forth and caught on a piling and tore. He had to take the sail off and have it repaired.
The next day, engine repairs complete and the furler "kind of working"', he made it to Spencer's Spit in the San Juan Islands, where he proceeded to hit a rock ledge, dead on, at 5 knots. After a couple of days, and with the repairs completed at a marina on Lopez Island, Mr. Wilson, and his brave wife, headed out for a ride in the dinghy and to find some oysters. Somehow, the shear pin was snapped right off of his dinghy motor, (Might it have been that cable he clipped?). Luckily, a friendly passing boater, braving the high winds, slowly towed them back to their boat, (Was it really 2 miles away?).
That was the first week.
Poor Mr. Wilson.
They are planning on staying out boating for another week together, and then Mr. Wilson will stay "boating" another 2 weeks alone. Scary huh?
After ending my phone call, still shaking my head and chuckling about his tale, I received a phone call from ?Mr. Wilson's longtime friend and fellow boater, Tony.
"Doug, you won't believe this", he said. "I just did a "Wilson"! We both laughed.
"And, it was a brand new crab pot too!"
We've all been Wilson at one time or another.
Proposed No Overboard Discharge in Canada
I suspect by now you have heard about the proposed legislation by Transport Canada that would effectively ban all sewer discharges in Canadian waters except for more than 3 miles off the West coast (including the entire east side of Vancouver Island). In addition, the proposed legislation requires boaters to keep a detailed log of where, when, and how much waste they pump out on shore. Of course, there are hundreds of miles of the inside passage that have no pump out facilities whatsoever, making cruising many of these areas completely impractical if this legislation is passed and enforced. This legislation is particularly onerous because many large Canadian coastal cities, including Victoria, have no sewage treatment plants and dump their raw sewage directly into the saltwater.
Bob Hale of the respected Waggoner's Cruising Guide has written an article on his web site describing the legislation and also provides a copy of a letter he wrote to Tom Morris of Transport Canada. Here's a link to Mr. Hale's article and letter: http://www.waggonerguide.com/discharge.html. Perhaps you've already addressed this issue in 48 North and I missed it. If not, may I suggest that you run a story about this and encourage readers to write to Mr. Morris and, as Bob Hale did, point out the dire economic consequences of this legislation, and the inconsistency of requiring this of boaters who contribute a tiny fraction of what Canadian cities do to any pollution.
Sounds much like the law here which is somewhat ignored, except by consciencious boaters in places and where there's not a lot of tidal action. As you say (in follow up letter) "The BC government already has a number of defined ‘no discharge' zones that are appropriate for the small anchorages, etc.. Extending that rule to the open areas like the Straits of Georgia, Johnstone Straits, etc.., makes no sense at all." No doubt the discharge from Victoria into the Strait of Juan de Fuca is coloring this issue. Everyone should read Bob's letter on the Waggoner website.
…and of course a copy of 48° North
Please find attached a jpeg file with a pic of Seattle sailor Craig Horsfield and myself in Port Camargue, France (July 2006) and of course a copy of 48° North. I had sailed to Port Camargue from Barcelona with Elaine Chua on her Lombard designed Mini Transat Feng. Craig was there to crew with Elaine in the Mini Max, a double handed 500 mile race to Ajaccio and back. They finished 8th in a fleet of 24 Series class Minis.
Craig will take possession of the first Zero Mini Transat on the West Coast in September and start preparing for a Mini Transat entry. You may be interested in visiting my website at www.northamericanminitransat.com. We will be pleased to invite 48° North to see Craig's Zero when she is in the water.
North American Mini Transat Ltd.
PS: Port Camargue is the largest marina in the Med, East of Montpellier and West of Marseille in Provence.
Thanks Adrian, I look forward to going for a ride.
Thanks for the Memories
Carl and Jo-
For the whole family, thanks so much for the 48° North story on the Gracie S. Our Dad was a character, and we still miss him after all these years, thanks for helping to keep the memories alive.
Hope you two are well. Stop by sometime on your way to Indianola, and give our regards to Portage Bay!!
All the best,
Memories of Circe
I was much moved by the tribute to Circe in Patti Coller's article about Jennifer Gray, "Stowaway Starlett" (August 2006), Ben Seaborn's 64-foot cutter is indeed the stuff of legend. My father, Hugo Butler, crewed with Seaborn and Ray Cooke aboard Circe in the self-same Transpac mentioned by Ms. Coller (1936) - a fact of which he was enduringly proud.
Transplanted to Mexico during the Hollywood blacklist, my father taught me a few of the basics in a centerboard skiff that he caused to be built in Ensenada, but his love of sailing and the sea didn't "take" for many years. Until I first saw Circe at Victoria's classic wooden boat show several years ago, she existed only in one or two snapshots and in family myth.
Here's one of those snapshots, showing Circe in the epoch of Coller's article (for which many thanks).
Michael P. Butler
Salt Spring Island, BC