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Wardley’s Sailor’s 2025 cruise to the Kyles of Bute

December 14, 2025 Simon Leave a comment

Jamila’s summer cruise took us across the Irish Sea, with the wind pushing north toward Scotland. I hadn’t sailed those waters in years, and knowing that two weeks wouldn’t be enough for a truly relaxed trip, I chose to go slow. The plan was to find a mooring at the end of the holiday and return in September to sail her home.

Loading all the supplies onto the boat was a considerable task. I had kit, tools, heating fuel, food, drinks, medical supplies, entertainment, and plenty of diesel. As always, there were items I completely forgot or, even more foolishly, things I had thought of and prepared but had left behind. I finally said farewell and pushed off shortly before an astronomically low spring tide, allowing some leeway to free the keel if I got stuck leaving the creek..

The journey was a lengthy motor sail along the beautiful Cumbrian coast, where I stayed close to the shore to fully appreciate my surroundings. I loved the experience, enjoying the views of serene bays, hidden beaches, and charming coastal towns that dotted the landscape. The wind was almost nonexistent, with only gentle cat’s-paws shimmering on the surface of the sea coming from the east. This eased any anxieties I had about anchoring in exposed waters, a necessity that would inevitably arise as the daylight and my energy began to fade. As night fell, I continued sailing for a while, spending a good hour perched on the bow and scanning the darkening waters for the telltale buoys of lobster pots. The distant sparkle of lights from the seaside villages twinkled like stars against the shore.

A sunrise start, Port Logan about a mile behind.

I anchored in the bay of St Bees, and it caught on the first try, holding steady all night. The night was calm and beautiful, and I slept soundly. At 6 a.m., I woke to a quiet scene with little happening around the beach. Thirty years earlier, I had arrived one morning and set off on Wainwright’s Coast to Coast walk.

I left St. Bees and headed northwest, passing the Isle of Man on my left and Luce Bay on my right. Before long, the Mull of Galloway appeared on the horizon. With a favourable tide, my boat, Jamila, surged ahead, at times reaching speeds of 8 knots toward the looming cliffs, only to slow to 2 knots due to back eddies. About an hour later, while continuing along the Scottish coast.

An hour before dark, I arrived at Port Logan Bay. It was a wide bay with white sands, a welcoming spot that provided good shelter from the easterly wind. Eventually, I found the perfect place to drop anchor.

The perfect spot was close inshore, where I could immerse myself in the vibrant scene unfolding before me. The ‘getting a bit shallow’ at low tide wasn’t a worry as there was little swell, and what wind there was came off the land. My two bilge keels and their bolts would get an easy time!

Small boats bobbed gently on the shimmering water, while colourful canoes and lively inflatables wove in and out among them. Fathers and sons, boyfriends and girlfriends, laughter and chatter filled the air as young couples shared tender moments, capturing memories that would linger in their hearts long after the day ended. The sun sparkled on the water’s surface, adding a magical glow to the atmosphere, making each interaction feel truly special.

The next leg of the journey was up the North Channel as far as Campbeltown, which is tucked in behind the Mull of Kintyre. A bit of history: during World War II, the North Channel served as the final stage for crucial convoys travelling from the United States, and many sailors felt a palpable sense of elation after surviving the crossing. For Jamila, it was a calm departure from Port Logan. However, as I passed Port Patrick, the wind picked up, and by the time I entered the Firth of Clyde, conditions had changed.

This was the first part of the trip to experience strong winds. Hitherto, the two preceding passages were in light winds, motor sailing to maintain sensible arrival times.

Strong southerly winds, two deep reefs in the mainsail, and enough jib to balance things out.

One of the greatest delights of this passage was the breathtaking view of Ailsa Craig, a striking rocky island that majestically guards the entrance to the Firth of Clyde. This solitary island, adorned with a lush canopy of vibrant trees, evokes an aura more reminiscent of a tropical paradise than its Scottish surroundings. Its rugged cliffs rise dramatically from the dark blue waters, suggesting the whispers of hidden treasures buried somewhere within its mysterious embrace. One can’t help but imagine that this enchanting island holds countless secrets waiting to be discovered.

Campbeltown

After an excessively windy sail down the east side of Kintyre, I was relieved to find myself in the sheltered waters near the large island that guards the entrance. I managed to reach someone on the VHF radio and located the first suitable finger pontoon, where I tied up with the help of another sailor. The sunny blue sky, which had been quite windy, changed overnight. In the morning, Campbeltown appeared gloomy, leaving me feeling down and reluctant to do anything—an anticlimactic moment. However, my spirits lifted when the sun came out later in the day. I was able to buy twenty litres of 30/70 diesel and some other supplies before leaving Campbeltown for a relatively short passage along the west side of Arran to Lochranza.

I enjoyed a remarkable sailing journey down from Campbeltown. Shortly after departing the marina, I hoisted my creamy white sails and swiftly navigated past the imposing island that stands guard at the entrance. The wind, a robust F4/F5 blowing from the southwest, propelled me forward with enthusiasm. As I set my course northward, with the rugged Kintyre peninsula to my port side and the picturesque Isle of Arran to starboard, I found myself with four hours of uninterrupted sailing. This was the perfect opportunity to delve into the settings of my new Tiller Pilot and juxtapose its performance with my less-than-reliable in heavy weather, Simrad autopilot. The results of my comparisons were quite intriguing. I discovered that the Pelagic Tiller Pilot outperforms the Simrad when a firmer hand is required to maintain course; translate: it works whenever. However, the Simrad truly shines when it comes to making lighter adjustments; it appears to have an inherent ability to recognise cyclical movements in the wind and sea. This means it understands when only a gentle nudge is needed to keep the vessel on track, ensuring a smoother, more comfortable ride.

I went ashore and embarked on the scenic Cock of Arran route, which offers stunning views of the coastline. Along my journey, I came across a remarkable geological landmark that holds great historical significance. Nearly 300 years ago, the Scottish geologist James Hutton conducted groundbreaking research here, identifying unconformities in the rock layers that revealed gaps in the geological record. His meticulous observations and analyses led him to propose that the Earth is not merely thousands of years old, as commonly believed based on biblical interpretations, but rather billions of years old. This revolutionary idea challenged the prevailing notions of his time and laid the foundation for modern geology, marking a pivotal moment in our understanding of the planet’s history.

The above image shows my comings and goings, my anchorage and my walk around the ancient rock formations. I came back over the hill, which was extremely challenging, very steep, with thick heather.

Jamila has an eclectic mix of three chartplotters, eliminating the need for paper charts and traditional RYA coastal skipper navigation skills. The first is a Windows laptop that runs a raster plotter, equipped with all the Admiralty charts for Great Britain. The second is a modern Android smartphone that features vector charts for the Irish Sea and the west coast of Scotland. Additionally, there is an older Garmin plotter from 2012, which is out of sight. All three chartplotters provide accurate positioning within ten meters. Ironically, the software and processors used in billion-dollar satellites orbiting in space are from an older generation.

Rothesay, Kyles of Bute

I am now sailing in awe-inspiring scenery. The weather has been favourable, allowing for a broad reach across the head of the Isle of Arran, followed by four tacks—a couple to starboard and then a couple to port—into Rothesay Bay.

There are many beautifully solid stone houses along the seafront, built by successful Glaswegians during the heyday of the world’s first industrial revolution.

To be continued…

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Preparations for Crane-In 2025 are underway. (Sunday 27th April)

April 15, 2025 Simon Leave a comment

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.

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Crane out October 2024

October 18, 2024 Simon Leave a comment

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!

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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.

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Around Britain Summer Cruise 2024

August 26, 2024 Simon Leave a comment

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.

Click here for the whole story. (Best viewed on a desktop PC with a big screen; I recommend working through the photos with accompanying well-written and engaging narrative)

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Yacht Sika’s Cruise to Stornaway.

August 25, 2024 Simon Leave a comment

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.

Rothesay, Kyles of Bute

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