The Impractical Boat Owner: Tales and Trials from Years of Floundering Afloat
By Dave Selby
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The Impractical Boat Owner is a collection of Dave's columns for Practical Boat Owner magazine, expanded for the book, and with additional 'Lessons Not Learned' hints and tips boxes, all accompanied by Jake Kavangh's wonderful cartoons. Taking us from Dave's first flounderings afloat to more recent, er, flounderings afloat, themes covered include:
- first attempts at sailing
- how not to sail singlehanded
- mysteries of maintenance
- how not to sail with a dog
- the impenetrable mysteries of navigation and weather
- how not to race
With a Foreword by Mike Peyton, The Impractical Boatowner is an antidote to all that's written about expensive shiny new yachts, self-improvement, the quest for qualifications and practical skills.
Dave Selby
Dave Selby has been a columnist in national papers including The Daily Telegraph, The Times, Financial Times and The Evening Standard. He has written seven books on motoring, including six editions of the Miller's Collectors Cars Price Guide (1997-2002) and the highly acclaimed Ultimate Classic Car Book (Dorling Kindersley, 1995), co-authored with Quentin Wilson. He also writes two monthly sailing columns in Practical Boat Owner and Classic Boat.
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The Impractical Boat Owner - Dave Selby
CONTENTS
Introduction
A Bad Case of Fender Envy
Competent Screw-Ups
Confused about Which Boat to Buy? This Won’t Help
You Cannot Be Cirrus!
You’re Barking If You Think Boating with Dogs Is Fun
The Keel Issue
The Lonesome Trail
The Best of (Ship)mates
How Not to Launch a Boat
Back to Skool
Sartorial Horror
Flushed with Pride
A Luvverly Pair of Lockers
I Never Intended to Go Single-Handed
The Maximum Boat (It Does What It Says on the Tub)
A Little Light Displacement
Bligh and Christian – I Can See Both Sides
Elvis in My Shrouds
Single-Handed – Alone, All By Myself
An Extreme Narrow-Water Challenge
The Impossibility of Resisting the Mental Decay and Decadence of Pontoon Life
Scaling New Heights and Plumbing the Depths
Shaken and Stirred by a Visit to the Secret Waters of the East Coast
The Slow Boat to Woodbridge
Heading Off into the Wind and Rain Seemed Like a Good Idea at the Time…
Dereliction of Beauty
Virtually an Admiral
An All-Consuming Passion
A Handy Guide to Getting the Most out of Racing: Avoid the Rush
The Mysteries of Moorings
How to Perfect the Nautical Look and Get Lottery Funding for It
INTRODUCTION
The publishers of this book just don’t get it. They thought it would be full of ingenious tip-top top tips and handy ‘cut out and keep’ how-to guides. Well, they asked the wrong guy. Nevertheless they insisted, and I hoodwinked them by offering to insert some totally bogus ‘Lessons Learned’.
These are a regular feature of most sailing magazines, except for the racing ones, because racy sailors know it all and never actually learn anything; otherwise they wouldn’t still be doing it. In other mags, ‘Lessons Learned’ generally appear at the end of those gruesome first-hand reader accounts designed to show how terrifying, dangerous and unpleasant sailing is. Such catastrophes usually take place in a gale so fierce the proud boat owner couldn’t persuade a photographer to come out in a RIB and snap the biblical horror. And this is why these articles are illustrated by a painting of the grim scene, which is then given to the author as a memento. In fact, I’m constantly amazed at the lengths people will go to for a painting of their boat.
Sailing, as we know, is all about suffering, and at the end of their lurid articles, in ‘Lessons Learned’ the authors set about beating themselves up with the relish of a Jesuit priest, cataloguing their lifetime failings, character flaws and faults in a litany of lifelong underachievement. And then they buy dozens of copies of the magazine to show off their self-flagellation to all their chums. This makes sound financial publishing sense as it boosts magazine circulation.
The fact is there is nothing practical about sailing whatsoever. That’s the whole point. Sailing is sublimely pointless, magnificently impractical – and I’m the very living embodiment of that. That’s why you won’t learn anything from my ‘Lessons Learned’. That’s a promise.
You see, I’m lucky. I came to sailing late in life and although I’ve been sailing now for over 15 years I haven’t learned much – and that’s what gives me so much to write about. Indeed, the accompanying picture tells you all you need to know about my limited capabilities. This is without doubt the high point of my sailing career, and at least I had the foresight to be towing my tender, from which I took this pic of Marlin, my Sailfish 18. That’s a tip-top top tip.
It’s my sincere hope that you won’t learn anything from this book, because not all things need answers. The wind and waves still mystify me, the workings of the weather too, and I thank the stars I haven’t lost the wonder. Perhaps sailing means too much to me, but then it’s taught me so many things and none of them has anything to do with sailing.
For sure I know more of myself; I think I’m a better person, kinder, rounder, fuller, deeper, easier to be with, a better shipmate, a better friend, with even better friends. The sea did that, and my wonderful little Sailfish 18. And I dream of boats and voyages yet to come.
These days I’m a man on a mission: Marlin’s Mission, it’s called, and the idea is to show that cost is no barrier to getting afloat, and to raise money for my charity. In 2012 I became ill with a rare viral condition called Guillain-Barré syndrome. It’s an illness of the peripheral nervous system and, in my case, it means the messages stop getting through to my legs every four weeks or so; then, over three days, antibodies from the blood of 800 donors restore my legs. Humbling.
And I’m humbled also by my friends who got me back on the water when I’d lost confidence. Grateful too, for the illness turned into a blessing and gave me the nudge I needed. Marlin’s Mission continues, and I hope you’ll keep me company along the way, for you’re the best crewmates this bloke could wish for.
Dave Selby, www.impracticalboatowner.com, Maldon, Essex
www.facebook.com/impracticalboatowner
www.justgiving.com/Dave-Selby-Marlins-Mission
A BAD CASE OF
FENDER ENVY
Real boat owners don’t know, or maybe can’t remember, how much it hurts not to own a boat.
You’ve had a great day’s sail and you can be doing just fine, enjoying bar-room bonhomie and banter with fellow Musto’d-up salts. The warmth you feel, you don’t know if it’s from fellowship, the fire or the mulled wine. Wherever you are, in a musty yacht club or dive pub, it’s a great place to be. You belong.
Then someone asks you what boat you own. Aaaaagh! It’s the question that pierces the non-boat owner to the quick. The fire fizzles out, ice forms on the beer and tumbleweeds blow through the bar. You’ve been exposed. Suddenly you feel like a desperate hanger-on, an outsider, inadequate.
That’s how I always felt – until early last year. It was February: I’m frozen, the wind is whipping across North Weald Aerodrome, but I’m warm inside as I queue up for the Essex Boat Jumble.
I’ve just become the proudest boat owner there’s ever been, and justifiably so. Of course, there are wrong-minded folk who think there are ugly caravans prettier than my 18-and-a-half-foot Sailfish, but beauty is in the eye of the boat owner. And for a couple of grand I reckon my little sloop is a budget brown-water classic. I want everyone to know she’s mine, all mine.
I haggle over a scrap of rope and, as I hand my 30p to the ungrateful stallholder, announce, ‘It’s for my Sailfish.’ I splash out £2.50 on a brand-new PP9 battery for my antique echo sounder and manage to slip in that ‘it’s for my Sailfish’. My next opportunity for a statement of boat ownership costs £24, for a pair of cockpit cushions. This is getting reckless.
Then I spot the fenders and can no longer contain my urge to lay objects of devotion before my loved one. Naturally, I inform the stone-faced stallholder that the fenders are ‘for my Sailfish’. I’d like to buy the lot, but restrict myself to six, at £5 a pop. I can’t wait to garland my Sailfish with these little lozenges of love. But that must wait.
I suspect there are still a few among the thousands at the boat jumble who don’t know I’m a boat owner. I drape my pint-pot fenders over my shoulders and go for a swagger. You see, fenders are far more than nautical kneepads; they can speak, and what they announce to the world is that you actually own a boat, for who would buy fenders without owning a boat? They’d have to be daft. These little pods, barely larger than dung-beetle larvae, are my passport to the inner circle, my badge of belonging to the group of ‘we boat owners’.
As I swagger to my car, all aflush, fenders jiggling on my shoulders, I’m stopped dead in my tracks by a truly horrible sight: a man with bigger fenders than mine! They’re not just big, each one is almost the size of my Sailfish. Aaaaagh! I’m struck down with fender envy,