The famed Drascombe Lugger Beautifully restored
daysailer takes to salt water
by Geoffrey Toye
The drive from my home in Wales across old Somerset
and Dorset had taken me through an England as one imagines it: my trusty
roadster with running boards and British Racing Green coachwork entirely
in keeping with a picture-postcard countryside of thatched cottages and
narrow lanes. The next morning would herald an appointment with a boat,
her owner, the man who had restored her, and a very restless sea.
We were to meet for the first time at Hythe, a
center for yachting on an inlet off the Solent, which serves the port
of Southampton. Arriving early, I took a look around. In the distance
was the aging skyline of a history of maritime industry across a roadstead
still busy with shipping and glistening harshly when the low sun emerged
between fast-scudding clouds. The sky looked as if it might clear but
the autumn wind was keen, so I waited in my car near the public boat launch
where the keel of the restored Drascombe Lugger, Guillemot, was to take
her first-ever taste of salt water.
For a small boat, conditions were somewhat daunting.
The wind was strong, verging on too strong for sailing, in my opinion,
a view evidently shared by several skippers who were working aboard their
boats or wrapping fingers around steaming mugs at moorings they had no
intention of leaving that day. Two brave souls attempted a sail but found
themselves on their beam ends. One soon returned chastened. A magnificent
old ketch, all 100 or more feet of her, thundered by under full plain
sail, the roar of her passing carrying across the gray and forbidding
Southampton water, but even her lee rail was awash.
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