On Bank Holiday Monday I went out sailing singlehanded on Windermere, the first time on my own for a long time. The wind as usual was very variable in direction by up to 60 degrees and strength from almost flat calm to gusts of Force 6. I was having a wonderful time until I tried beating a little bit too close when a very strong gust hit me.
I was leaning out as far as I could without toestraps and fully clothed that is over 15 stone! I then had to dump all of the main, but this still did not bring back control. Unfortunately I had forgotten to tie the jib sheets together and therefore was unable to release the jib. Yes you guessed it, I capsised with all the indiginity of it. I was a little late in dropping into the water and caused the Mirror to turn turtle.
As I swum to the stern I realised the rudder had dropped off because the stainless steel retaining clip was not close enough to the pintle. So after re fitting the rudder, I climbed on the upturned hull. I gently started to right the boat by putting my toes from my right foot on the gunnel and holding onto the centre plate. The centre plate could certainly bend with up to several inches of bend at the tip. Slowly I brought the boat to horizontal and then carefully upright as the wind was still quite strong.
Thats when my real problem started. No I managed to keep the Mirror upright, but I could not haul my weight back over the stern. I needed something to put my foot on to help me get higher. I quickly pondered which shore would be easiest to sail to whilst still in the water. Then I saw an inflateable rib coming towards me and they asked if I needed a hand. I tried climbing onto the rib, but I had the same problem of needing a foot hold. The father and son then gently reversed me back to a jetty near by in the lee of some trees. The father held the transom and, whilst still in the water, I held onto both the Mirror and rib.
It transpires they were sitting in the cockpit of their 32 foot yacht and had been watching me sail, as many years ago they had learnt to sail in a Mirror. So after many thank yous I got back in the Mirror and started to sail home as I realised I was beginning to feel slightly cold.
After getting back to the holiday cottage and telling my tale of woe to my wife and daughter, they both burst out laughing. A few days later I suggested to my daughter to try climbing over the transom from the water, even she could not do it.
Thinking about the problem of getting back into the Mirror, I realised I should have used the end of the mainsheet and tied a bowline with the transom in the loop. I think the best solution is to have a line that goes from each corner of the transom and sits under the lower pintle. One side is fitted through a dead-eye to a piece of shock cord to allow the rope to drop when weight is applied. A stopper knot in the rope can then be made to ensure the shock cord does not take the loading. I believe an arrangement like this is within class rules.
A few days later in similar conditions but with my daughter as crew, we managed to get on the plane under main and jib. I thought it was great, but Chloe was a little frightened as she had never sailed on the plane before.
Roger Clark
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