As you’ve read – that first season I relished all that’s good about wooden boat ownership. It was halcyon days, but my ignorance would soon come galloping to catch me up.
First off – I know that this first winter I needed to address the rudder. It was extremely worrying, how little control I had under certain conditions. From talking with the previous owner – I learnt that it had already been modified/enlarged once!
Okay. So I studied boat design at University, this won’t be too tricky (oh ho ho ho!). Most Broads yachts have freestanding, rather than keel-hung rudders. But there are two main types. Teardrop shaped, and ‘spades’. ‘Corsair’ had a spade, with one corner lobbed off. The tricky bit, is to ensure that the blade and the shaft never part company.
n.b. in a scene worthy of Green’s ‘The Art of Coarse Sailing’, I have once attacked a Bungalow due to a rudder disintegrating… (different boat)
‘Corsair’ was lifted out at Coxes boatyard, at Barton Turf. I knew nothing about them at the time, just that their storage was cheap, their cranage cheap, and it was as close as Thurne had been.
Oh. Yes derigging. My halfdecker was simple. Sails could be folded, and most items placed in the boot of my ancient Volvo. Not so with a River Cruiser! The matresses, the cookers, the Tilley Lamp, the standing rigging, the cordage, the blocks, the sails (X3 jibs), the awning it was all… BIG! Plus it all needed storing.
These days, I’m quite good at folding everything, emptying the boat and storing it all. Not so in the early days.
My housemate at the time was quite shell-shocked. Our garden shed, attic and conservatory soon disappeared, the visual aesthetic was not dissimilar to an olde-world chandlery. The awning being natural canvas smelt lovely, if a little damp for the first few days.
Anyway, the rudder. This was drawn, in a scene reminiscent of the Somme. A rudder tube is about 31/2ft through the hull, and then there’s another 3ft through the blade. That’s a sodding great hole, which was dug with a pick and spade by me. UNDERNEATH the boat, by myself. I also learnt that boatyards are often made up of discarded rubble, which creates fine hard-standing. (oh my arms!).
The new rudder was based on the ‘barn-door’ principles of hydrodynamics. It’s about 40% bigger than the old rudder. It’s balanced, and achieved my desire. I can push it across in a tack, let go – tend the jib sheets/backstays and the tiller stays where I left it.
However, it wasn’t a piece of fine woodworking! I used whatever ply, softwood and cheap epoxy-esque glue I could get my hands on. 11 years later it has survived. Possibly I got lucky. I know that it cost less than £40 in materials, and has some ferrous screws hidden within it. (!)
The old rudder had been designed by a glider pilot. It worked beautifully at hull-speed. That’s about all I can say nicely. My ever-patient housemate watched with on aghast, as I built the new rudder in the conservatory after work, over a week. The use of an electric plane indoors created some excitement.
I was so bloody naïve, I even told people at the time ‘oh no, there’s nothing major this year. Just paint and varnish. Oh and this little job’. Yup. You’ve guessed it.
Rot.
The stem was rotten!!! There had been a deck leak, which had tracked down the stem, and now needed my attention. I was volubly upset. This wasn’t in the plan! How could I afford it. How could I repair it!
I am not a confident woodworker. Certainly not back then. I remember cutting off the offending rotten stem, having first removed the gammon iron, and the bobstay fitting. It was horrible! I cut back as far as I dared, and almost certainly into the apron. I was VERY close to some hood-ends, and had made the front of ‘Corsair’ very, very blunt.
Overall – I was quite dejected. I walked away from the boat with my head spinning. This has happened many times throughout my ownership. At the time, I didn’t realise it, but if you love old boats, owning them gets into your head and your heart much more than you’d believe.
At this time though, I had started the research project which I hope to write about from now on, (whilst re-counting other pitfalls and sailing holidays).
It all started with me being told that ‘Corsair’ had at one time, been the smartest little boat on the broads. She’d been owned by a Mr Campbell. The MD of Mann Egerton* – A large motor engineers in Norwich. Long-closed there are still some signs of its presence. Such as the ‘ghost sign’ still on Constitution Hill.
*there is a lot of interesting history on Mann Egerton – here; https://myntransportblog.com/tag/mann-egerton/
I had written to his son, Jamie Campbell, who replied. It was the first of many ‘wow’ moments. His first communication confirmed that ‘Corsair’ had been owned by his family, and that they’d bought her out of hire in 1961.
Just think – in the early 1950’s, you could buy a lovely Broads Yacht, or you could go to Mann Egerton’s…
Jamie kindly proceeded to give me several photographs, and some personal memories of ‘Corsair’, which I’ll write about next time. Along with how I fixed the stem!!
A Broadsman 