a . 4 A2-Wednesday, March 12, 1980 - North Shore News speckulations by Peter Speck . All Saturday night we swung at anchor in Silva Bay, on Gabriola Island. Three woke me by crawling into my bunk about five o'clock in the morning. His cold feet and wiggling body spelled the end of any solid sleep, but I managed to snooze for a couple of hours more. Finally I gave up trying to ignore the icy toes and got up. It was cold in the aft cabin, and I dressed hurriedly, glad for the thick woollen clothes.On the way through the cockpit to the galicy to put on the coffee I stopped to look around Silva Bay, empty of any other boats at anchor. The morning was overcast, the wind from the south-east gusting to 10 knots, making our rigging sing with a low sibilant whistle. Sprinkles of rain drummed on _ the transparent plastic over my head and the wind made a dark rippled moving line on the water. There were lots of birds in the harbour cor- morants, brants and REFRESHING MOMENTS. The coffee was refreshing. I took a cup back up to the cockpit and sat for a few minutes, looking around, while the noise of the rest of the crew getting up echoed through the vessel. Lockers . value. ARR, (CRO2 tape) bie than ever. Controls are power assisted, for light- touch operation. And the D-40S benefits from the same technology us- ed to create our advanced top-line decks, resutting in 0.055% wow and flutter, 64 dB S/N ratio and a superb 30 ,—16000Hz frequency response The D-40S makes cassette deck pleasure more accesi- opened and closed, the door to the head creaked, the pump belched, then I heard the fresh water taps being worked. In the galley pots and pans rattled and the aroma of breakfast began to drift up the companion way. Three joined me in the cockpit, clutching a glass of apple juice and a cookie, and sat on my knee. There was a fair wind yesterday for part of the day. We made most of the crossing of the Strait. from Vancouver. under sail, starting with the working jib and then i to the genoa as the wind faded. It died completely about four o’clock. We motored past Thrasher Rock about five. It had been an ‘almost sunny’ day with high, thin clouds and the barometer well up. We played Strauss Waltzes on the tape deck to deaden the noise of the engine, and the mate remarked that it was “a little With its excellent performance specifications and many conve- nient features, the D-40S is an outstanding cassette deck $2897 The sheer joy of it chilly but not a bad day at all for March”. DIFFERENT DAY But now, Sunday, was a different day. The high thin clouds had degenerated into low thick clouds, and something about the wind told me that while it was light in the anchorage it might be doing a little better out there in the Strait. Breakfast came and was devoured, the mate took his turn doing the dishes and Mary and I went out on deck. We took off the saii covers and put up the mainsail and then the staysail as the boast swung to her anchor. I started up the engine, “just in case”, but was hoping not to use it. I'm trying to improve my practical sailing skills, and going im and out of an- chorages under sail is something I need to prac- tice. When the main and the staysail were up we hauled in the anchor hand over hand and secured it. I paid the boat off and we began to reach towards the maker on the rocks at the narrow entrance to Silva Bay. The boat moved slowly, at The D-40S makes cassette deck pleasure more accessible than ever, af x “ {pa) A eZ 4, Sy KC) 1246 Lynn Vally Rd. North Vancouver at Mountain Hwy. 986-4266 ey | | oird sound LTD. 3060 W. Broadway Vancouver at Balaclavo 734-2304 . between a half a knot and one knot, but she handled well and we-slowly slid past the beacon and out through the channel. The reach became a beat of motion of the boat changed per- ceptible. She lay over about ten degrees, and then wé were off on a fine plunging tack into a fresh southeasterly breeze. SHEER JOY The wind was brisk outside the land locked harbour. The speedometer’s hand swung.up to five and a half knots and stayed there as steady as a rock. We all laughed with the sheer joy of it. Halfway to Thrasher Rock we went over on to a broad reach and began the crossing back to Vancouver. There was a moderate sea, wind fifteen to twenty knots, and the boat sailed well. Ferrocement boats may be a little heavy in light airs, but in a fairly stiff breeze they excel. Mary was steering, her New Years resolution, and she was looking a little pale and green. Her feeling ond weight and inch loss. shape now! Hollyburn Plaza 1785 Bellevue Ave. West Vancouver FIGURE1 SLIMMING STUDIOS Slim Down FIGURE 1 FIGURE 1 specializes in a European method of celisiite elimination i'm doing at! So Can You are not unusual. Stop feeli came out versation. “My knees are a little shaky”. A few minutes later. “I'm sure we're going to be washed upside down”. Afhd then, ten minutes later: “Look at those big black - clouds up there”. The mate and I did our best to be reassuring. - Down below I discovered that while the galley con- version had solved the problem of the galley sink tipping below the water line on one tack it had not solved the problem of the head sink tipping under the water line on the stet tack. The spare toilet paper roils and tissue’ were a soggy, pulpy mass in their locker, beneath the sink. The towels were equally soaked. I shut the sink off and we cleaned up the mess. A BLESSING The plastic dodger is a blessing in weather like we were experiencing. We generally leave the lee side open and close the weather side, which protects the helmsman from the worst of the cold and rain. Enough & Firm Up with Just lie back and take off inches or just firm up. That’s right! No jogging or strenuous exercise. 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It might as well be the Mediterranean, or any other inland sea, for that matter, with the low shapes of the Gulf Islands ten miles behind and the mountains around Bowen Island ten miles ahead. Although the wind was slacking off slightly it kept getting colder and colder, and we shut the other cockpit curtain. A big tug and even bigger ft into With Figure 1. 922-0314