A Ride Up The Mast.


And The International Family…….

26th June 2016

“Why Isn’t the main halyard(1) going up?!?” Mum screamed from halfway up the mast-steps(2),”I’m not sure?” Geoff screamed back, but then they noticed the problem.  The main halyard was wrapped around the deck floodlight(3).  This was annoying, because normally, when in the Rhodes channel, the wind is on the nose.  But today the wind  was slightly off the nose and would be a super close halued(4) sail with a nice force 4 breeze on the Boufourt scale(5).  Our two options were to either, A:Motor all the way to Turunc, or B:-Gulp!-send someone up in the Bosuns Chair(5) in large, swelling, bumpy, waters…………..Thankfully, he chose the first one!

Back on route, the waves had picked up a little, and small splashes started coming over the bow(6) causing mother and I, to get a little bit wet-(Geoff at this time was in the safety of saloon(7) checking charts and stuff!).  On my birthday last year, we were motoring to Kas, (which is on the south coast of Turkey opposite the Greek island of  Kastellorizio) when all of a sudden, the wind starting picking up.  Before I knew it we were battling through force eight winds and very large waves.  However bad it sounds, it was actually quite fun!😀

Our original plan for today was to meet up with our Russian friends, who’s names were Jenia and Sveta, and to also meet our Turkish friend called Metin, and his Ukrainian wife Anya, who had had a baby girl called Almera, since the last time we had seen them.

However, plans kept on swapping and changing between the international family, and instead of going to Turunc, we were going to nip across the bay and go to a place around the corner called Kumulubük, where apparently there Was a nice yacht club, restaurant and a jetty for us to moor up to.

After arriving at the Kumulubük yacht club, just after the Russians, and just before the Metin and Anya, our boat was soon a party boat ( again) instead of a sailing boat.  But before it could begin, I was the unfortunate soul to be going halfway up the mast.  Although it didn’t seem high from the bottom, when I was up there, It was very Frightning,  the wind was strong and a few times it almost blew me away from it.  When I had nothing to hold onto, I clasped the tree like a sloth.  I could taste the salt on the mast each time I went further up.  The view was incredible, but I didn’t dare look down…. when I came back down, the party could begin!

The yacht club seemed very nice, the water was clean, there were good facilities IE: showers, toilets etc, but the downside to this very lavish and expensive place were that the staff Seemed to have forgotten how to smile.

The meal that night was good, but meagre.  After saying good bye to Metin, Anya and Their baby, Almera, we headed to Our boat for a night cap of Greek Champagne in order to celebrate my sisters ” summers” 18th birthday, (in true birthday style this was day two of celebrations! ) and very expensive Russian vodka…..I hope mum and Geoffs head don’t hurt in the morning!

1.main halyard -the rope that pulls the sail up.
2.Mast steps-When dropping the sail, you have to make sure it goes in a nicely folded, so there are pegs to climb up the mast with so you can see in the sail bag
3.Deck floodlight-When on the bow of the yacht, this light shines down onto the deck .
4.close hauled-When sailing, there are five different ways of sailing. Close hauled is the way of sailing as close as possible to the wind
5.Beaufourt scale-This scale measures the speed of the wind.
6.Bosuns chair-chair that take s you up the mast.
7.Bow-Front of the boat.
8.Saloon-The dining area down the stairs.


Author: adventurerintrainingblog

I am a 14 year old boy and live and am home schooled by my parents aboard our 45 foot sailing yacht which we sail from Turkey. I have travelled through/ across Europe by road, several times now, and have also driven into the heart of Turkey, visiting Konya, Cappadocia and many other places. You can read about both of these experiences on the blog... However, at the moment you can read about our life aboard our yacht in Turkey during the winter... I hope you can come along for the ride, then sail along with me as I blog my sailing adventures for next year!

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