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See the lights

A rare (these days!) and most pleasant trip up-island last Saturday to Duncan to have lunch with a long-standing friend of The Girl – and more recently, of course, of us both. As is our wont we took the Mill Bay ferry in either direction to save driving over the Malahat mountain – which makes for a much more relaxed and pleasant excursion.

On the way back we waited in Mill Bay for the ferry as the light started to drain from the sky. Naturally I felt the need to take photographs. Do click on the images for the full effect:

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…with apologies to those gentle readers who don’t have the good fortune to live in Victoria BC (or are currently holidaying in Mexico!)…

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It’s the second week of January. Must be time to take the boat for a spin!

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“A sailor’s joys are as simple as a child’s”.

Bernard Moitessier

A few more images of simple joys…

Here we are, approaching Portside Marina. Lots of expensive hardware ahead. The trick is not to hit any of it!

Photo by Andy Dawson ReidNearly there…

Photo by Andy Dawson ReidPhoto by Andy Dawson ReidAnd here is Dignity – safe in her slip. Note that she now proudly carries her name on her transom.

Photo by Andy Dawson ReidI feel sure that I should be able to tell you what the yellow thing on the pontoon is – but I really don’t know. It looks impressive so it must be important.

Someone will most likely volunteer the answer!

Photo by Andy Dawson ReidOne of the many reasons for not swimming off the boat in the marina!

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The cure for anything is saltwater – sweat, tears, or the sea.

Isak Dinesen

Some images from the last few weeks in the Saanich Inlet. Dignity and I have had a lot of fun poking around in all of the various and invariably beautiful nooks and crannies.

We would have accomplished more had her sonar transducer not started playing up. The Saanich Inlet itself is several hundred feet deep in most places, but I really don’t fancy trying to get in really close to the shore without being able to tell when we are about to encounter the shelf. Anyway – I think I am going to take the opportunity to upgrade Dignity’s navigation systems and to move them all on to the iThing. Never let it be said that I am immune to progress…

The inlet itself is a remarkable sixteen mile long fjord and one of the best studied marine basins in the world. The further in one goes the more impressive it gets.

Photo by Andy Dawson ReidPhoto by Andy Dawson ReidUp at the head of the fjord is Goldstream Provincial Park – along with Goldstream marina.

Photo by Andy Dawson ReidNearer to our home base in Brentwood Bay there is a smaller and even more gorgeous arm called Tod Inlet, which curls around the back of the Butchart Gardens and is – on summer Saturday evenings – packed with boats waiting to see the firework display. Indeed we did just that – with our dear friends – all those years ago on my very first night in Victoria.

Here we are on our way in…

Photo by Andy Dawson Reid…and here returning again to Brentwood Bay.

Photo by Andy Dawson ReidShould some of these photos appear a little – er – one-eyed… do please bear in mind that I have been out pretty much on my own thus far this year. Much as when driving a car it is not a really good idea for the helmsman to be concentrating on snapping pictures whilst supposedly focusing on the many other things happening around him (or her)!

Nice boat though..

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Photo by Andy Dawson Reid…and whilst on the subject

Casual readers with curious natures (should there be any such) might have found themselves scratching their heads for a second or two trying to puzzle out just why our boat is called ‘Dignity‘.

The answer – naturally – can as ever be found within the very pages of this journal (references here and here). Got it? Good – no need for me to explain further…

Now – just the other day I was pottering around on the jolly old InterWebNet (as you do!) and found myself looking up Deacon Blue’s “A ship called Dignity” once again. In the process I discovered an article from a couple of years back the headline of which suggested that Ricky Ross – the estimable lead singer and main song-writer for the band – had become really rather fed up with people naming their boats after his hit song.

As is the way of such things when I read the article I found that the true story is actually somewhat different. Ricky was expressing ‘indignation’ at the number of people who contact him to tell him that they have used the name – but without inviting him to take a trip aboard the boat in question. This can – of course – be  particularly annoying should the vessel concerned be a big’ fuck-off’ boat!

Now – should Mr Ross ever find himself on the west coast of Canada (a tour would be nice… lots of Scots here!) he really would be most welcome aboard our ‘Dignity’ – and we would happily show him some of the beautiful spots that are to be found hereabouts.

I’m not sure – however – that that is quite what he had in mind…

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…(to the other side)!

The Doors

Having for the last two years lodged the fair ship ‘Dignity‘ for a month in the summer at a marina near Sidney – on the eastern side of the Saanich Peninsula – we thought we would make a change this year and berth her on the west side – in Brentwood Bay. Regular readers will know that I am very fond of Brentwood Bay – positioned as it is on the Saanich Inlet which separates the peninsula from the main body of Vancouver Island. There are lots of interesting places to explore on this side and I look forward to visiting them.

I also very much like Portside Marina, which lies adjacent to the Mill Bay ferry terminal in Brentwood Bay. It has a slightly old-fashioned homely feel about it which works well for me.

Photo by Andy Dawson ReidPhoto by Andy Dawson ReidHere is ‘Dignity’ in her berth for the summer:

Photo by Andy Dawson ReidPhoto by Andy Dawson ReidPortside Marina shares a location with my favourite boat-builder (in the sense that I love their name – and their wooden boats) – Abernethy & Gaudin.

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Photo by Andy Dawson ReidShipshape and Bristol Fashion : in good order; efficiently arranged”

Collins English Dictionary

For those interested in the origin of this splendidly quaint phrase Wikipedia is helpful as ever:

“The saying in today’s form has been recorded as early as 1840 (“shipshape” alone being about 200 years older). The term developed most likely in view of the port of Bristol (in the UK) which had (before the Floating Harbour was constructed) a very high tidal range of 13 metres (43 ft), the second highest in the world. Ships moored in this area would be aground at low tide and, because of their keels, would fall to one side. If everything was not stowed away tidily or tied down, the results were chaotic and cargo could be spoiled.”

The phrase is most commonly used now to indicate that everything has been put well in order and I am, given the time of year, currently ensuring that such is the case with regard to the good ship Dignity before she heads for her summer moorage. As part of this preparatory effort I check that her batteries are charged, that all systems are working as they should be and that both main engine and kicker are in good shape. This last involves running them up and checking for any problems or issues.

Those familiar with marine engines and such-like may prefer to skip ahead, but for any ingenues and those otherwise interested here is a very brief guide to how such things work.

The marine engine in a planing powerboat (as opposed to a displacement vessel) of this size (20ft) could take a variety of forms, but is most usually a petrol (gas) engine either in the form of an outboard or an inboard/outboard (sterndrive). The latter features a fixed power unit within the boat and a steerable transmission ‘leg’ which transfers the drive through the hull to the prop. Neither of these types requires a separate rudder, since steering is effected by turning the whole drive unit.

Dignity has a sterndrive – a Volvo Penta Aquamatic with a 280 outboard drive. This lump is based on a big V8 Chrysler block which has found its way into many marine engines over an extended period. Though the basic internals of a marine petrol engine are similar to those of a car or truck engine, everything else is different. That starts with the cooling system.

In a car the coolant that circulates through the engine block to carry away the heat generated therein passes through a heat exchanger in the form of the radiator. This relies on air flow to take the heat out of the coolant. For a marine engine – often buried in the bowels of a boat – there is no equivalent air flow. There is – however – a  lot of cold water just outside the hull.

The simplest thing would surely be to pump water into the boat, pass it through the engine block and discharge it again overboard. This is not feasible, however, since the corrosion caused by water – and in particular salt water – would kill the engine block in short order. The sea or lake water is instead passed through another form of heat exchanger which is in turn part of a sealed coolant system similar to that used in a car engine. To make everything more self-contained the water is pumped in through vents in the outboard drive and returned to the sea (or lake) by similar means.

This complex system involves all manner of flexible pipes and tubes which must be maintained in good working order – for if it is not and one of the hoses fails the result will most likely be the ingress of a whole bunch of water into the boat itself. This sort of thing clearly couldn’t happen to a car on the M25, but even if it could it would not cause the vehicle to sink!

I trust that all is clear thus far?

Now – running the engine whilst the boat is on land naturally requires that a source of water be provided if it is not to overheat. In the image above you can see a hose feeding water through a device that looks like a pair of ear-muffs into the vents near the bottom of the sterndrive (which is in its raised position) and the spent water being ejected from higher up the leg. This mechanism also comes in very useful when taking the boat out of the salt-chuck, because it is essential to flush out as much salt water as possible before storing the boat – for the same corrosive reasons mentioned above.

OK – I think that is about enough boatery for the time being – though as my head is now firmly in nautical mode I can’t promise that it will be the last word on the matter.

 

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It is that time of year when the good ship Dignity is being prepared for her summer sojourn in one of the local marinas, so that we may enjoy as much as possible the delights of being on the water during the dog days… though it has to be said that the weather has not yet quite made the grade (at least as far as those of us who are decidedly fair-weather sailors are concerned).

Now, Dignity is no spring chicken – having been built in 1978 – and thus inevitably usually requires a certain amount of TLC at the start of the season. Her trailer is of an indeterminate age, but has itself clearly been around the block more than once! I have tried very hard over the last couple of years not to look too closely at it; and in particular at the brakes. I had a sneaking suspicion – the which I did not want confirmed – that they were in a condition that rendered them fit only for show (and only just for that!).

The trailer does considerably less miles than does the boat, being limited to a trundle down to the nearby boat launch and back a couple of times a year. I take things very gently and – to be frank – the Lexus has more than enough brake-age for both vehicle and tow-load.

The trailer is however (or was!) fitted with surge brakes. These comprise a hydraulic master cylinder built into the coupling which feeds brake cylinders on two of the the wheel hubs. When the towing vehicle slows the forward momentum of the boat and trailer effectively apply the trailer brakes through this mechanism. One of the big drawbacks of surge brakes, of course, is that the same physics applies when one tries to reverse the trailer, which is less than helpful.

Anyway, I finally figured that it was time to bite the bullet and to make a closer inspection of the trailer brakes. A perfunctory examination revealed that they were indeed non-functional. The hydraulic lines had completely corroded and any remaining fluid therein had seeped away. The brake drums and hubs were also corroded to the point that I doubted the existing brakes could easily be made to function again.

Two possibilities came to mind. I could just strip the brakes out and manage without them. A furtive peak on the InterWebNet (though half-closed eyes and with fingers firmly crossed) sadly confirmed my worst fears. For a boat and trailer of Dignity’s weight brakes are a legal requirement… in BC at any rate. Hmmm!

The next best option – if Dignity was ever to be moved again – was to replace the dead hubs and brakes with shiny new electric brakes. The Lexus has a big advantage in this regard in that its tow-pack already has a controller built in to it and it is simply a case of picking up the necessary pin on the seven-way connector. The legislation – with the sort of overkill that probably does actually have its origins in common-sense – also requires that a breakaway mechanism be fitted. Frankly – if boat and trailer not only break free of the coupling but also destroy the required robust safety chains as well I doubt if a couple of drum brakes are going to stop it causing serious havoc – but the law is the law! A battery based mechanism with a safety strap and switch were duly also acquired.

The illustration above shows the new hubs, bearing, electric brakes and breakaway kit. I’m not saying that installation was straightforward; indeed a fair bit of cussing was involved – not to mention one seriously bruised finger on an occasion on which I was spectacularly careless with a club hammer – but all has been fitted and appears to be functioning.

Fingers crossed (including the damaged one) – all systems go!

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“Creation from chaos is natural. We’ve come to a place where we’ve realized that we have this actual physical need to create things. We’ve discovered that we hate people en masse, we’re sick of homogenized culture, and these realizations have left holes in our hearts. We create to fill those holes, to be able to sleep at night knowing we’ve done something, even a small something, to confront the manufactured culture that is currently being churned out.”

Renee Rigdon

Those who touch base on a regular basis with these mildly mischievous meanderings will be in no doubt as to my personal views with regard to the necessity – the urgency even – of the creative process to the health, happiness and fulfillment of our spirits and souls. Whether or not we might – as Renee Rigdon suggests – actually ‘hate people en masse” it is quite clear that our creativity – shared or solo – enables us to connect with one another on a considerably more intimate and joyful level – to come to know each other through that which matters most to us.

We are blessed in this corner of the world to have a burgeoning arts scene and an abundance of those for whom the practice of creation is woven deeply into their existences. In communities such as these the commercialisation of creation – whilst naturally still a factor in some cases – is of considerably less import that it is in the big cities. You might demur – suggesting perhaps that my spectacles have lenses of a rosy hue – but that is how it seems to me.

This past weekend we entertained The Girl’s mother – she having driven down from Nanaimo and hopped over on the Mill Bay ferry. It was also the weekend of the ArtSea Spring Studio Tour – a community arts council event for which artists local to the northern reaches of the Saanich peninsula open their studios and processes to visitors. We determined to venture forth to discover what might be on offer.

I have made previous mention of MacTavish Academy of Art – which splendid re-purposing of a redundant elementary school is but a short hop from us. They were hosting an eclectic assemblage of artists and crafts-people for whom opening their own premises was not an option and included in that number were friends of ours; a mother and daughter – Wendy and Sarah Simpson – who are both jewellery designers and fabricators. We spend a most happy half-hour with them chewing the fat and investigating the wares on show at the various booths before moving on.

Crossing the peninsula to the west side we visited Jerry Anderson’s wood carving studio, where up to a dozen carvers regularly assemble to create life-size wooden replicas of birds and wildfowl. Mr Anderson had been a boat builder by trade before retirement and he showed us a number of wonderful scale models that he had built – including that of a 45 foot ketch upon which he and his wife had at one time lived.

The Girl’s parents were themselves great sailors and it amused – though not surprised – us to discover that Mr Anderson was well acquainted with the builder of their last traditional wooden sailboat. Like them he and his wife had also been residents for a period on one of the Gulf Islands and we enjoyed a most pleasant conversation that covered birds, boats, island life, shoes, ships and sealing wax – and all manner of other things.

If this gently meandering post can actually be said to have a point I feel sure that it is this: there is something about corners of the world such as these that attract those for whom creativity is a key part of the process of discovering themselves and their relationships with others. For the most part these explorations are carried out with the utmost gentleness and lightness of touch… all of which makes community life is such parts most rewarding and enjoyable.

Much more than this one cannot not reasonably ask…

 

 

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Swiftsure

“For years, sailing bound us. We were racers, builders and cruisers. It was our family business, our sport, our drug of choice. Yet eventually, sailing blew us apart, too.”

Jim Lynch – ‘Before the Wind’

Photo by Andy Dawson ReidShould you have any interest in sailing – or in this particular (pacific northwest) neck of the woods – then I heartily recommend Jim Lynch’s novel – “Before the Wind”. Indeed, if you have not yet encountered Mr Lynch’s oeuvre I encourage you to take a look. I don’t read anywhere near as much fiction as I would like (my fault – too much fascinating non-fiction to cover) but I really admire what he does and how he does it. The characters, the situations… just speak to me somehow.

Anyway – the centre-piece of “Before the wind” is set at the annual Swiftsure International Yacht Race – the seventy-fifth running of which took place here in Victoria a couple of weekends back. The Swiftsure is actually no less than six different races run contemporaneously. The staggered starts are on Saturday mid-morning at Clover Point in Victoria, with the courses then following a variety of different circular tracks westwards through the Strait of Juan de Fuca before returning to Victoria. The biggest and fastest boats complete the course by early evening the same day; this year the slowest yacht finished sometime after 4:00 am on the Monday morning!

The image above gives an idea of the rolling starts. Close inspection should reveal HMCS Nanaimo in the midst of the flurry of yachts, with the tell-tale puff of smoke from the blank round just fired to start one of the sections. (As ever, double-clicking on the image will give you a better idea).

Now – I love the sea (what – you hadn’t noticed?!) and I have greatly enjoyed what sailing I have done – but… I would be the first to admit that this just isn’t a spectator sport. Whereas at the serious end of the Americas Cup only two (massive!) yachts are involved (whilst at Cowes there are other distractions altogether) with a complex ocean race like this is is well nigh impossible to tell at any moment what is going on. For those who really must know the race organisers helpfully provide a splendid race-tracker on their website, but that’s not really spectating – is it? It is impossible not to to be reminded of this splendid spoof Irish commentary from the 2012 Olympics.

Whilst on the subject of sailing – this rather lovely schooner was maneuvering out in our bay on the same weekend as the race:

Photo by Andy Dawson ReidWhat a splendid sight!

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