Nikitas wrote:Kikapu,
It is not the weather and the sea I am worried about when it comes to such a young person, but his ability to deal with the solitude of a circumnavigation. Remember when Sir Francis Chichester touched land after his solo circumnavigation and had trouble speaking? He had gotten out of practice being alone for a year.
I did like his comment on Cape Horn though: "it was disntinctly overcrowded" a nice British style comment on the RN flotilla they sent to accompany Gypsy Moth around the cape.
Still, these feats are way out of my league- the goal still is to sail (upright preferably) with a mild breeze from Rhodes to Cyprus. The kind of weather I want is the one that will not upset a gin and tonic glass resting on the coachroof.
The thing about today's "solitude" is not the same solitudes of yesteryears as Sir Francis Chichester found out on Gypsy Moth due to advanced technologies of today. When I was cruising, for communication we had only the VHF for "line of sight" communication with others which the antenna was atop the main mast to any other vessels, which meant we can only talk to anyone who were just over the horizon. Our Single Side Band (SSB) radio was only used for receiving weather reports and nothing else. No Radar, GPS or any other too much power consuming devices. We did however have SATNAV which was the primitive version of today’s GPS which only gave you a “fix” (maybe) when ever we were under a passing NAV satellite, and hardly any use to us around land, when you most needed it. I was not complaining of being in "solitude" however, because the last few months of the cruising, I was alone with two other young ladies.!
No, I was not in the same league as James Wharram, but close second.!
We only met very few single handler during my cruising days and one of them was in the middle of the Pacific Ocean after leaving Hawaii for San Francisco where early one morning I noticed a light following us on almost at the same track as we were making. I tried to raise someone on the VHF but no luck. As it got a little lighter, and the boat was getting ever so closer on our stern, I manage to raise a response to tell him that we were directly in front of him, to see the sailor climbing out of his cabin and looking straight at me. This is another bad thing about being a solo sailor, that you are always short handed when going to sleep. Anyway, to cut a long story short, I gave him a line to tie to his boat so that we were about 50 meters apart in a fairly calm sea, launched my dingy and went and picked him up from his boat to have breakfast on mine in the middle of the Ocean. He was heading to Oxnard, California, therefore we were sailing on almost the same track, except he was on a monohull and we were on my cat, which meant that he could sail much closer to the wind than I ever could as we were heading north from Hawaii to find the Westerly winds heading to the US, which for us, wasn't until around Latitude 42 North. I have a picture somewhere of the two boats in the Pacific. I'll see if I can find it and scan it for you.