Raising my mast wasn’t fun!

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Doing everything on the cheap can mean you run into many problems. Our 26ft. Dutch wooden boat ‘Blauwe Slenk’. I’d dropped her mast in Berton’s marina. To sort out her crosstrees and have a scan at everything else.

This after a winter in Lymington on the harbour piles. Then we were taking her back to our mooring at Marchwood.

Its ort to have been simple process having a Tabernacle mast, but I’d done away with her shear legs. I thought that they screwed up her foredeck, which Kroes had designed to make this much easier.

Thus, it was just my wife and me, about half-way up I realised although her wooden mast was quite small (maybe 35ft of wood, approximately). We’d ran into trouble…it was swaying around badly and much heavier than I’d realised.

They must have seen this from their office; because suddenly, thankfully there were many more guys. Namely, the designer Rob Humpreys et la…

It was yet another stupid mistake by Moi that I put my hand up too. Maybe it might have been lucky that we were berthed close to their offices.

But maybe they knew that I had a good habit of trying not to pay for anything back then.

Because mostly we couldn’t afford it; and was probably known as a bit of a rough Essex pro-sailor etc.

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John Simpson
John grew up in Leigh-on-Sea in Essex, UK. He considers himself fortunate that he began sailing early with his parents on their Lowestoft smack. His teenage years were spent racing and cruising dinghies, along with bigger boats offshore. Later in life he raced and coached sailing, along with single-handed long-distance sailing adventures in small boats. Now, retired, John feels that he would like to get a little more saltwater in his veins.

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