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Revelations

The Newsletter of the Morning Star Association

Sept 1998


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EDITORIAL

Welcome to another issue of Revelations, packed with news and stories from the summer. Thank you to those people who have contributed to this issue. Please keep your stories from trips, illustrations, thoughts, etc coming in - please send any contributions for the next issue of Revelations into the office by 1 December 1998. 

Happy reading. Will

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NEWS

Tim writes.

4,800 nautical miles….
The new log, installed on Morning Star at the beginning of the season, has two distance readings, only one of which can be reset to zero for the start of each trip.  As a result we have an instant readout of the total miles for the season so far.  On arrival back in Chatham last Wednesday, the reading was as above, and the season is likely to end on something nearer to 6,000 miles.

These have been successful, though not necessarily easy miles.  Olly’s delivery trip to the Solent was a nightmare, with westerly gales all the way and Olly himself suffering an upset stomach (not seasickness).  Still, they got there on time and for two weeks we were guests of our friends at the London Sailing Project while we operated out of the river Hamble.  Colin, with Jamie Farnell’s group from Edinburgh took the boat to Dartmouth, where Adrian took over for the first visit in some years to the North Brittany coast.

Back in Dartmouth, The Tall Ships crew joined with Steve in charge.  After the usual fun and games in Falmouth (including something to do with the Princess Royal and flapjack, and some very silly antics led by Brandon), the fleet left for the race to Lisbon.  Many comments came back here as to how beautiful Morning Star looked as she sailed out.  The race was a tough one, with very strong unforecast headwinds springing up on more than one occasion.  Many vessels suffered damage or retired, but Steve and his team battled through to come second in their class.

A partial crew change in Lisbon, then Steve took the boat on to Vigo as part of the Tall Ships Cruise in Company.  By this time the bashing the boat was getting began to show, and Steve and Brandon were kept busy with repairs.  Our beloved generator began to play up, and the root broke off a main spreader.  The VHF radio had a holiday, eventually coming back when Steve hit it hard enough.  Despite all this, Morning Star was handed over to Mike Mac. in Vigo in good order.

The crew for the race to Dublin were a group from Oundle school, where Mike is a housemaster.  Yet again the conditions for the race were very tough.  Gale force headwinds were followed by frustrating calm, then more strong winds.  As in race one, many boats retired from the fray.  Of twelve starters in our class, only four finished.  Yet again, Morning Star was second in class.  They arrived a bit late for some of the Dublin festivities, but no doubt made the most of what was left.

Congratulations to Mike Ling’s crew of individuals who joined in Dublin on August 25.  They were instructed to join by 10am, and they were all there, many of them having been in Ireland since at least the day before.  Following the Tall Ships parade of sail they started on the first of three five day trips bringing the boat home to Chatham, with crew changes in Plymouth and the Hamble.  An elaborate system for warning if the ports had to change was not needed in the end, though the planned visits to France did not come off.  Coming out of Plymouth into a strong SE wind was bad news, but otherwise there was plenty of good sailing.  The final arrival here was complicated by force 8 in the river, preventing them getting on the pier and meaning that the skipper failed to say goodbye properly to his crew.  This was a shame, but did not take away too much from the undoubted success of the two week delivery home.

Through the whole summer has run the thread of the presence and provision of God in all our needs, and the quiet witness on board to his love and to the reality of knowing him.  Of course, the readiness of people to recognise this and move in response to it has been very variable, but there has been much to encourage us and for which we give thanks as we turn to the rest of this season and to planning for the next two years.

Looking ahead

If you were hoping to sail on Morning Star again this year, I fear you are too late, unless you could use a whole boat booking mid week in October, in which case we would be delighted to talk to you.  Eagles Wings is still available for a range of activities, though she has been pretty busy especially with Day Skipper courses.  On Morning Star, all individual places have been sold, rounding off a season of fully booked activities.  Plans for 1999 are coming on well.  The programme will be much the same shape as this year, with Tall Ships starting in St Malo and going via Greenock and Lerwick to Aalborg in Denmark.  Five day DofE award trips will be fitted in where possible, but the return home from Denmark will be three by one week cruises, allowing time for Mike Ling’s favourite activity, i.e. being stormbound in the Friesian islands.  The programme brochure will reach all of you in due course, hopefully a little earlier than just before Christmas as last year.

This autumn we shall also launch our involvement in Tall Ships 2000 and begin planning an alternative programme for those who want to sail with us during the five months that Morning Star is away.  A major feature of this is likely to be the chartering of yachts around the country for a variety of very different activities, all under the Morning Star Trust banner and led by our own skippers and mates.  Watch this space.

All change again

The time for saying goodbye to our one year volunteers and hello to the new ones has arrived again.  Lucy starts a job with DERA once her security clearance comes through, and Peter goes to Durham to read theoretical physics (!).  Thanks to them for all they have both contributed and endured.  They are back before the end of September for a Coastal Skipper practical course and exam to round off their training. Meanwhile we welcome Pete Wood, late of Denstone College, and Liz Golledge who has deferred the chance of a full time job to do this year with us.

Steve and Jemma are well stuck in to their sixteen months on the team.  Steve is giving the volunteers good value plus gripping various boat and IT related problems, and Jemma is tackling a whole range of matters, from fund raising to training via child protection policy and the like.

That just leaves Chris and myself as the old guard.  Chris has been away while Morning Star was away, but we hope to have the benefit of his skills once again this winter.

Money, money, money….

Money given for the standard raising project is now definitely enough to cover Steve and Jemma’s basic support.  This is good, but leaves nothing over towards the cost of the work they are doing.  Even additional post and telephone costs are not insignificant.  Meanwhile, the work being achieved makes me realise just how much has slipped behind since Jane left.  In September next year, the project ends and Steve and Jemma move on (and away).  There can be little doubt that more paid help will be needed, but this implies a larger regular income for salaries.  There is a fundamental problem which is that we are a one boat organisation (Eagles Wings devotees may object, but I hope you see what I mean).  To run it properly involves almost as much overhead cost as, say, three boats, but with much less income.  The move towards a second large boat came to nothing some years ago.  The opposite move, backwards towards a one man band style, is unthinkable in the face of modern regulation and much increased expectations.  So it seems we must look for ways of putting in place and funding the team that we need.  In many ways, finding the right people is going to be harder than the funding.

And finally…

For once there don’t seem to be any actual or impending marriages resulting from meetings on Morning Star, so I thought you might enjoy news of some of our skippers, with whom you may have sailed.  Mike Banner has a job with British Aerospace in Preston, and has moved there from Rochester with Liz and their two boys.  Richard Peats is finishing his course in York, and is not yet sure what comes next.  Andy Rankin has just started working with the British Antarctic Survey in Cambridge.  Colin Rettie’s new job as a consultant engineer allows him, with Sara and their three sons, to continue to live in Helensburgh.  Adrian Wynn, with Lucy, has just moved from Rochester to Cambridge where Adrian starts a geography degree, and where Lucy’s job is based anyway despite her present project in Dover.  Andy Blake is in Tanzania, flying in and out of impossible airstrips for Mission Aviation Fellowship.

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FROM THE (ALTERNATIVE) LOG:

3/8/98: Mike (on seeing Fowey castle under floodlights): “Is that ship coming into the harbour?”. 

HERIOT-WATT TRIP 1998 

By Louise Latham

Our journey started from Edinburgh, picking up various people on the way down to Hamble, including our skipper Colin.  We arrived on Sunday afternoon to be greeted by a very enthusiastic person who we were quickly informed was to be our first mate Brandon.

The crew was made up of students of all ages from Heriot-Watt University in Edinburgh, and various friends of Jamie’s, (our second mate).  A mixed bunch; most of who went last year and a couple with little experience and some who had never sailed or set foot on a boat before.

We had a small practice sail that evening, getting to know the boat and one another!!?  We set off on Monday morning on what Colin informed us would be a leisurely easy sail of about six hours, around the south side of the Isle of Wight to Poole Harbour.   This soon was not to be, as the sea turned choppy and soon half the crew had turned green faced and had formed a row of people, leaning over the rail at rhythmic intervals.  So Colin’s six hour leisurely sail turned into a 20 hour nightmare.  We finally arrived in Poole Harbour exhausted at 6.30 am.  We all decided not to ask how long future voyages would take since his predictions seemed to be not always right.

Tuesday was spent washing, drying clothes and relaxing.  All together a very lazy day.  We found the local swimming pool, which some of us decided to take full advantage of the facilities available to us (eg jacuzzi, sauna).

Wednesday was a sunny day with light winds, a lazy day crossing the Channel, listening to the England vs Argentina match on a tiny radio.  Gavin keeping as still as possible trying to maintain a good reception.  England went out in style to a fantastic sunset.

Alderney was very small and after a cleaning session we set off again this time to Guernsey.  Guernsey was far more interesting.  Trav became very excited that we were moored-up to a French boat and tried his hardest to communicate by yelling, “Vive la France!!”   I’m not sure whether they thought he was taking the mickey or not.  After a lazy morning wandering around town, (Trav in the nearest Irish pup) we set off again after lunch in blustery winds around the south side of the Island and started the long bumpy ride back home to England.

The wind carried us all back safely and quickly staying on one tack, (only tacking to avoid tankers!!!).  We arrived in England early and went to find the nearest beach off which we anchored.  Some of us swam ashore, the others thought that the dingy was a far more sensible option.  After another lazy day, we sailed around the corner to our final destination, Dartmouth Harbour.  A long exciting week, our trip was over.

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MORE FROM THE (ALTERNATIVE) LOG:

26/7/98: This isn’t a boat, it’s a floating funny farm! Anyway, we’re about three miles from the finishing line and, after a minor crisis with the steering wheel going extremely horribly pear shaped earlier on today, we look set to maintain our second place in class…YIPEE!  I’m looking forward to setting foot on dry land again.  However, it might take a while to find my “land legs” and I hope I don’t get too “land sick” as I haven’t got any tablets to deal with that.  I’m off to find the emergency straight jackets in a last attempt to restrain this bunch of loonies they call the crew.  Seven days at sea doesn’t do much for your sanity!

MAY CRUISING

By Stuart Lord

It is eight o’clock on a cool May morning and the pirate brig is creeping stealthily up the creek towards the little enemy vessel, lying at anchor, her crew all asleep and unaware.  On the brig, the first mate is issuing ‘Weapons of Vengeance’ to the crew and as they draw alongside, they inleash a broadside of ‘bomblettes’ at the foe.  Some explode harmlessly in the rigging, but a few find their way through the half open hatch and drench the occupants: the captain staggers up into the cockpit, only to be met by more ‘bomblettes’, she grabs a bucket and dipping it into the creek, attempts to splash the mate on the pirate vessel.  But by now, the brig is making good her escape and the Captain of the little boat is drenched and fuming and can only survey the soggy devastation around her.

So began the May Cruise, a trip which saw Morning Star travel as far as Lowestoft, but it was also quite varied.  There was the Racing Pigeon, which hitched a lift and got given a Competent Crew Certificate tied to its leg - the accompanying note gave the MST office address to contact for further information.  Then there was the following wind which we had both to and from Lowestoft, which was fine for speed, but bad on motion and made most of us feel a bit green.  The night passage was for me the best bit - Peter enlightened us with a lucid explanation of ‘Why the night sky is not bright’ at 11 pm, much to the chagrin of Anna, whose watch were trying to sleep.  But few things can compare to the tranquillity of The Swale at five in the morning as we sailed up to Harty Ferry, there to anchor and rest, before returning to the Medway.

A good time was had by all, some getting Competent Crew Certificates and some just enjoying a unique trip on a unique boat.

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THOUGHT FOR THE QUARTER

When I look back over the course that my life has taken over the last few years, it is very clear to me that someone (who I know to be God) has pointed me in the right direction and presented the right opportunities at the times when I have had big decisions to make.  Similarly, there have been times when I have done things, which I now know to be against God’s will, which have not gone well and have been damaging to myself.  In terms of sailing, it is a bit like attempting to go in the direction that the wind is coming from, against the tide -  it is very hard work and is often very uncomfortable.

In the Bible, Jeremiah 29, verse 11 says, “For I know the plans I have for you,” declares the LORD, “plans to prosper you and not to harm you, plans to give you hope and a future.”  I find this verse a great encouragement especially when wondering about the direction that my life is going in.  It is good to know that God has a plan and purpose for me. 

So why is it so hard to remember that God has our best interests to the fore so all we have to do is put our trust in him and let him guide us through life, but so easy to ignore him and try to go our own way?
 



Please send any contributions that you have for the next issue of REVELATIONS to the office by 1 December 1998. Thank you! 

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