It is that time of year again, dear members. The clocks have advanced, casting longer shadows as daylight stretches wide. In their fleeting splendour, the daffodils have danced upon the breeze and now, in retreat, remind us of nature’s inspiring beauty. As the weather whispers promises of warmth, we find ourselves at the start of another summer season, filled with promise and possibility.
In the enchanting enclave of our club, a vibrant array of yachts stirs to life, marking the arrival of a new season. This remarkable transformation is the result of tireless dedication from our club members. Fresh coats of antifouling glisten in the sunlight, while the beautifully oiled wooden gunwales ripple with elegance. The superstructures, expertly jet-washed, stand proudly in their renewed splendour. Above, innovative electronic aerial wind speed devices emerge from the mastheads, accompanied by the sturdy overhead stainless steel structures on cockpits, all contributing to this magnificent tapestry of club life (not to mention the chatter, ribaldry, cups of tea and bacon sandwiches). It is a sight to behold—a testament to the passion and commitment.
The annual general meeting is now firmly behind us, and I am pleased to report that it was a resounding success. All members agreed on the path and the election of club officers to navigate the way forward. I am delighted to announce, at least for the first time here on the website, that Terry Hindmarsh will take on the role of Commodore, a position of great responsibility as we look to the future. Let us also take a moment to extend our gratitude to our departing Commodore, Phil Walker, who has shown immense dedication and resilience, steering the club through tough times in recent years. Together, we stand ready to embrace the challenges ahead with renewed vigour and daring do.
I invite you to examine the following photos, vividly illustrating the tireless dedication invested in preparing the club for Crane-In. Additionally, some poignant images serve as a sobering reminder that, sometimes, good things come to an end.
Mud Creek sailing habitats, notably our esteemed Wardleys Marine Yacht Club, are not a gift from Mother Nature to the people of the Fylde Coast but instead a testament to the unwavering dedication and tireless efforts of a small group of passionate enthusiasts with high-pressure, high-maintenance petrol pump-powered hoses. (on this day: Johns B&G. Nick. M, Andy. S, Terry. S) Their commitment over many years has transformed this landscape, fostering a vibrant sailing community that thrives despite the challenges posed by the elements. Here, we are pumping out our No. 1 berth ready for the big day.Allow me to introduce you to John Gorse and John Bradbury, two exemplary club stalwarts. Whenever an initiative is underway, you can be assured that these distinguished individuals are at the forefront, playing a pivotal role in guiding our collective efforts toward a good outcome. Their unwavering commitment and capability truly embody the spirit of our club.And, behold our splendid new commodore, resplendent in all his mud creek finery, ready to roll up his sleeves and stuck into the delightful world of hosing out! Not only does he possess a commendable grasp of club affairs that would make any bureaucrat take note, but he’s also remarkably adept at wielding a high-pressure jet. Well done, Terry! Keep up the good work!Remember that beautiful Red Dragon we craned out late last year? Although she was undoubtedly a work of art, built entirely of wood with a mix of galvanised rigging wire and Tufnell era fittings, she was unfortunately too far gone to be resurrected. We couldn’t find a wealthy benefactor willing to do her justice. Nobody had the deep pockets and facilities necessary. We reached out to various organisations, including the Dragon Owners Association, but to no avail. In the end, she was cut up and given a Viking funeral of sorts, in the traditional WMYC way.It was an undeniably dismal undertaking, one that inspired little enthusiasm among even the most ardent heavy machinery aficionados. There are those among us who would gleefully brandish a big boy’s powerful rotary saw, relishing the chance to carve up a wooden boat with frightening fervour. Yet, on this occasion, the atmosphere was notably lacklustre. Deep down, we found ourselves in agreement: in her prime, she was the vessel we would most want to skipper, slicing through the chop of Morecambe Bay, under a taught white cloud of sail with a magnificent grandeur.. Ah, the dream of it!Ashes to ashes, dust to dust. RIP, lovely Red Dragon.
Here we are, ladies and gentlemen, at that thrilling time of year once again. The nights are creeping in like a stealthy cat burglar; the weather can’t seem to decide if it’s summer or winter, and after what feels like a lifetime spent poring over endless back copies of PBO and other nautical delights, the gallant sailors of Wardleys Creek are craning their boats out of the water. They’re gearing up for some serious TLC and an assortment of ambitious projects and are bound to do a fantastic job. If only our vessels would magically polish themselves when the sun peeks out for half an hour, but they don’t, so very soon, lots of delicious back-breaking work and cups of tea will ensue!
Three weeks ago, this magnificent boat was in Ipswich, and since then, it’s been on a glorious voyage, slicing through some of the most iconic waterways in the UK. It has breezed past the Essex rivers, bravely navigated the Thames estuary, and tackled the Dover Straits with all the gusto of an America’s Cup contender. Then it stormed through the Solent, dawdled at Falmouth Roads, and gloriously rounded Land’s End. From there, it cruised through the Bristol Channel and St. George’s Channel, before stopping briefly at the stunning Isle of Anglesey. But let’s be honest—none of those could hold a candle to Morecambe Bay! OUR hidden gem. So, hats off to you, Norman and Terry! You’ve done a cracking job sailing this beauty across such breathtaking waters!Suzie B swings with Kiln Lane in the backdrop.Every year, a ragtag bunch of bold Wardley Marine Yacht Club members descends upon the marina for the grand spectacle of hauling out the boats. And wouldn’t you know it, the sun shines down as if it’s cheering us on! It’s a delightful chaos of enthusiasm and camaraderie, where the only thing more stubborn than the barnacles on the hulls are the good folks trying to pry those boats out of the water. Truly, it’s a sight to behold!This magnificent vessel has boldly ventured to Stornoway and back this year—an impressive feat, to say the least. Bravo to Sika for pulling it off! If you’re curious about her epic journey, don’t forget to check out the earlier post. You won’t regret it!How many members of the Wardleys Yacht Club does it take to lift a Dragon? Well, let me tell you, this beauty might not be in the best shape, but she’s still the prettiest boat in the yard. I mean, just look at her! As the blokes throw admiring glances her way, it’s clear that when it comes to elegance, a true word has never been spoken. She’s a classic—battered, yes, but undeniably stunning.Just take a moment to appreciate those lines. True beauty isn’t just about polished perfection; it’s about someone who can throw on a pair of rags, smear themselves in mud, and still make people stop in their tracks, gasping in admiration. It’s massive! That’s the kind of allure you can’t manufacture—a raw, unapologetic authenticity that leaves everyone else in the dust.
This year’s club top sailor award must go to Simon Browning. He recently completed a magnificent cruise around Britain, following the Caledonian Canal route clockwise and starting from Loch Feochan. In total, he covered 1680 miles. This extended journey presented its own set of challenges. Simon efficiently dealt with a diesel engine cylinder head gasket failure, which resulted in a dramatic loss of power and a momentary white smoke scare while at sea with land barely in sight. Fortunately, the ever resourceful skipper located a good man, sourced the necessary bits and pieces, and finally resolved the mechanicals with minimal delay. Despite this challenge, the cruise around Britain allowed Simon and his crew, Jo, to visit some of the most enchanted and unforgettable places, including the White Cliffs of Dover, Lindisfarne, Wells-next-the-Sea, Land’s End, the Brighton Pavilion, and Belfast, the birthplace of the Titanic and her sister ship. His yacht, Raindance, a 34-foot Moody, is flawlessly suited for the task—spacious enough for extended living yet manageable for short-handed sailing. With its relatively shallow draft and bilge keels, it can navigate the salt marshes and tidal estuaries that thankfully abound in UK waters, unlocking the possibility of lingering in some of the most renowned and memorable locations.
On day 1, following extensive preparation, Raindance set sail from Ardoran Marine on Loch Feochan at high tide, embarking on an extraordinary journey. A brief voyage brought Simon and Jo to Loch Spelve on the Isle of Mull. Eager to savour every moment of the long voyage ahead, they acquired and enjoyed fresh mussels for lunch, marking a delightful beginning to their adventure.The caption above depicts the northern part of the cruise from the mentioned website. The red pin marks the start and end locations, and the circular photos show different places, ports, anchorages, or havens that Raindance visited during the journey around Great Britain.Continuing from the above, the journey heads south, down through the North Sea, into the English Channel, westward as far as Cornwall and Land’s End, then north to Wales, onto the Isle of Man, with a brief stop in Northern Ireland, before returning to Scotland.And back at the start on day 101, all safe and sound.
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Norman Ingham, a well-known sailor from Wardley, completed a remarkable journey in July 2024. He sailed his Maurice Griffiths-designed Golden Hind from Wardley’s Creek to Stornoway and back. This challenging voyage, considered one of the year’s longest and most daring club member cruises, was completed in a series of manageable one-day legs. The route traversed the Irish Sea, through the Northern Passage, and into the rugged Western Isles of Scotland, providing breathtaking views at every turn.
Norman was accompanied by Terry, a long-time marine mechanic, who proved himself more than capable of handling the challenges of the sea. The weather, typical of Scotland, was unpredictable, prompting them to stay an extra day in a remote Scottish fishing village at times. Nevertheless, the journey offered days of clear blue skies and unmatched seascapes, leaving lasting memories throughout the passage.
Passing the Isle of Man
Only the finest British cuisine on board the yacht Sika!
Crewman and the ship’s mechanic, Terry, tucking in the mother of all eggs and bacon breakfasts.
Up into the North Passage between Scotland and Ireland
The ‘North Passage’ as seen on Skika’s chart plotter
Isle of Rum General Store
Isle of Rum – Inner Hebrides
Photo of Norman in Stornaway.
As Sika’s chart plotter would have shown on its screen on arrival in the outer Hebrides
The rusty old clubhouse container, which housed our lockers and ancient collection of little-used outboard engines, has finally been taken away on the back of a lorry. Furthermore, the dilapidated roof, which had previously shielded the digger from rain, has also been gracefully retired. The newly acquired ‘new’ containers will presently be readied for service to replace them.
A big thank you to all the members who dedicated their time to organize and assist in the work.
A friendly base for Yacht Cruising on Morecambe Bay
