Around the Isle of Wight in a Solo dinghy in aid of RYA Sailability
by Ken Falcon 3 Jun 2013 16:58 BST
1 June 2013
71 year old Ken Falcon sails a Solo dinghy around the Isle of Wight in aid of RYA Sailability © Eddie Mays
Gina and I arrived at Stokes Bay Sailing Club at about 19:30, rigged the boat, had a short sleep and rose to the alarm at 02:00. We dressed for the occasion, dry suit in my case, fixed the lights on the Solo and launched to the welcome sight of Ron's navigation lights about 20 metres offshore. Off we set at about 03:00, keeping to the mainland side of the channel so as to avoid the last of the adverse tide and in about 10 knots of wind from the north. Sailing a dinghy in the dark with just a head-torch is very intuitive and very enjoyable (See adjacent image).
After about 45 minutes, altered course, still in the dark, towards the west Solent keeping a watchful eye on the three large liners passing in front of us. As we crossed the channel off Cowes, a pilot vessel suddenly appeared out of the dark, but he was presumably happy they we would not be in the way of the third liner and, so, disappeared again.
The light gradually dawned, then the sun rose when we were off Newtown and the tide turned in our favour, albeit in quite light winds at that time. We gushed through the Hurst Narrows at which time Leopard, the first RTI yacht, passed us, followed closely by the AC45 of Sir Ben. Nobody waved!! Winds then about 10 knots and me running towards the Needles so as not to over-stand due to the tide. Around the Needles at 06.06, close to the lighthouse, and straight into a wind shadow which reversed the wind direction. Managed to handle that!
Shifty conditions past Tennyson Down and then, once clear, a reach in 15 knots, gusting 20 knots for over 12 miles to St Catherines. Absolute sleigh-ride in significant waves for a Solo. Ron clocked me at 9 knots over the ground which I had to contend with for over an hour!!! Went past St Cats on the plane, but then, in turning the corner, it became a close reach in gusty, shifty, winds of 15 knots. Conditions were now such that, when I reached Ventnor, having sailed 40 miles in 5½ hours, I was beginning to wonder if I had the energy to complete the sail across the south-east side of the Island. Fortunately, I had had an old Batt sail (3615) cut down to a B-plan and, even more fortunately, given the benign forecast, had put it in the boat 'just in case'. Clearly, it was 'in case' and I saw the inviting calm waters of Ventnor as an opportunity to change sails. Obviously, I had not practised changing a sail on the water because that's easy, isn't it? Actually, no, it is not and it was not long before, in trying to hoist the 'new' sail, I fell out of the boat. Getting back in, I decided that it would be a lot easier to go ashore and, with no sail up by that time, Ron and Gina towed me to shallow water and I dragged the boat up the smooth shingle.
I hoisted the new sail and sorted out the rudder, which had been giving trouble because of the
loss of a pin (turned up later in the boat cover) and re-launched. Once the boat was in deeper
water, I pinned the rudder down and, then, sailed over some rocks which I hadn't noticed!!!
Bang – pin ripped through rudder and pin could not be removed. Fortunately, Ron had some
pliers and, so, I tightened up the bolt as much as possible and relied upon friction, stopping
from time to time when weather-helm became too heavy, to push the foil back down.
Because of my early start and my rapid sail from the Needles, I had been ahead of all but
about thirty yachts, but, now, due to my 'pit stop' at Ventnor, a lot of RTI boats had passed
and many more were 'alongside'. Thus, I proceeded from Ventnor with my reduced sail.
Just as well, because the gusts off the cliffs would have been very tiring to manage with the
full sail. Then, across Sandown Bay, a distance of six miles, which, close-hauled against
waves and about a knot of tide with lots of yachts around, some passing to windward, seemed
to take forever. In reality, it must have taken well over an hour which, with waves constantly
splashing over my face, made my eyes quite painful. The last couple of miles to Bembridge
Ledge were relatively painless.
The yachts pass around Bembridge Ledge Buoy and then beat up the Island shore. In missing out the buoy, I had to pass through dozens of beating yachts all in relatively close proximity. Not for
the faint-hearted. Once past them, I took a two-mile, port-hand, tack across the main channel before tacking and encountering a significant problem, which was that my legs were so tired, that
they were reluctant to function for the tack. Anyway, fourteen dodgy tacks later, many avoiding a capsize by a cat's whisker and one to avoid a five-blasting container ship, I arrived back at Stokes Bay at about 14:00 with Gina ready with my trolley and pretty much at the limit of my energy. A map plot suggests that I travelled a total of 62 miles (54 nm), excluding any extra distance travelled due to predominantly foul tides in about 11 hours including the pit stop.
Thanks to Ron Westcott (with thanks to Eddie Mays) for bringing, launching and recovering the rib
and for giving up his day to accompany me and being indispensable for such a challenge. Thanks also to Gina for all of her help and for following me around with Ron in the rib (and getting cold). Thanks to Stokes Bay SC for allowing me to launch and recover from there.
Thanks to Jim Hunt for pulling, with Gina's help, the boat (and me) up the shingle and for de-rigging the boat. Thanks to Bart for inspiring people of all ages. But thanks especially to all of you who have donated to Sailability and, in so doing, encouraged me to complete this challenge (which I will not be repeating!!!).
You still sponsor Ken's sail for RYA Sailability at www.justgiving.com/Ken-Falcon