Expedition to Kurnell
Mar. 31st, 2014 06:40 pmSunday morning and we're off on an adventure. We're going on a day sail to Kurnell with the Sydney Sailing School...

After a tricky launch "from a lee shore" (i.e. into the wind), our little flotilla is soon heading out into Botany Bay...

Following the rescue boat, we form up into something approaching single file...

I'm helming on the way out. You might notice that the tiller extension (the black stick I'm holding) is shorter than usual. It actually broke before we launched and it's only half the normal length now. This means I'm hunched forward a bit more than I'd like, and later, when I was "hiking out" (sitting out over the side) I was only just able to hold the end of it.

Here's a Tasar coming up behind us. It's a much faster boat, with bigger sails and a lighter crew (we've got three adults and Liem). In light winds, they can skip past us.

But, out in the bay, the winds are stronger. Heading into the wind, the odds are suddenly levelled. Even though they can get more force from their bigger sails, because the sails are in tight, the more power the sails generate the more the boat wants to "heel" (tip). You can see the Tasar now heeling (leaning) at twenty degrees while our boat was still flat. We could get more force out of our sails than they could, because, with our heavier crew, we could use our smaller sails to their limit, while the Tasar crew had to let theirs out a bit.

Land ho! It's the Kurnell Catamaran Club...

Don't you just hate the hustle and bustle of a big city like Sydney?

Time to pull our boats up onto the beach...

Enjoy a well-earned BBQ...

And do a bit of exploring. Over in the distance, behind that long jetty, is the place where Captain Cook first landed on the Australian mainland. That thin white vertical line is actually the obelisk marking the spot.

Heading home now, and Sydney's a city of sails. Those white triangles are kids out in their little Optimist dinghies...

Running downwind against the tide, our extra weight counts against us this time. This Pacer cruises past us...

Liem takes a rest on the way back.

To the left you can see the Towra Point nature reserve. Another adventure for another day.

Back in the Georges River now. A great end to a wonderful day...


After a tricky launch "from a lee shore" (i.e. into the wind), our little flotilla is soon heading out into Botany Bay...

Following the rescue boat, we form up into something approaching single file...

I'm helming on the way out. You might notice that the tiller extension (the black stick I'm holding) is shorter than usual. It actually broke before we launched and it's only half the normal length now. This means I'm hunched forward a bit more than I'd like, and later, when I was "hiking out" (sitting out over the side) I was only just able to hold the end of it.

Here's a Tasar coming up behind us. It's a much faster boat, with bigger sails and a lighter crew (we've got three adults and Liem). In light winds, they can skip past us.

But, out in the bay, the winds are stronger. Heading into the wind, the odds are suddenly levelled. Even though they can get more force from their bigger sails, because the sails are in tight, the more power the sails generate the more the boat wants to "heel" (tip). You can see the Tasar now heeling (leaning) at twenty degrees while our boat was still flat. We could get more force out of our sails than they could, because, with our heavier crew, we could use our smaller sails to their limit, while the Tasar crew had to let theirs out a bit.

Land ho! It's the Kurnell Catamaran Club...

Don't you just hate the hustle and bustle of a big city like Sydney?

Time to pull our boats up onto the beach...

Enjoy a well-earned BBQ...

And do a bit of exploring. Over in the distance, behind that long jetty, is the place where Captain Cook first landed on the Australian mainland. That thin white vertical line is actually the obelisk marking the spot.

Heading home now, and Sydney's a city of sails. Those white triangles are kids out in their little Optimist dinghies...

Running downwind against the tide, our extra weight counts against us this time. This Pacer cruises past us...

Liem takes a rest on the way back.

To the left you can see the Towra Point nature reserve. Another adventure for another day.

Back in the Georges River now. A great end to a wonderful day...

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Date: 2014-03-31 11:04 am (UTC)That looks like so much fun. I'm sort of regretting now that I never learnt to sail - but then our weather is usually a little less inviting!
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Date: 2014-04-01 12:29 am (UTC)I like the thought of a lot of little sailboats called optimists.
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Date: 2014-04-01 07:13 am (UTC)Optimist are very cool little boats and they are very popular around the world. They're quite obsolete now, but you can still find big fleets of them all full of kids. They're also simple enough to build that a father can make one for his kids in the back shed, or at least that was the idea.
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Date: 2014-04-04 09:05 pm (UTC)I liked this image of a bunch of them all lined up, like boats made out of newspaper.