A couple of weeks ago, Martina was pointed to the West and we flew down the M4 with a strong tail wind, paid our dues to enter Wales and then wended our way to Cardigan and thence to Gwbert. Riff Raff was standing outside the workshop, mast erected and sails fitted (but not flying). There was one part that had not been fitted – by design- I hasten to point out – the fingers / strips that are meant to nestle round the outboard shaft when motoring and seal the outboard well when sailing.
Readers may remember that Vagabond was eventually fitted with “undercarriage doors” when the outboard had finally chewed of all the strips. A Mk2 version of the doors had been taking shape in my “workshop” (not quite a basement, but very nearly), being built on a jig that was meant to replicate the outboard well on Riff Raff. Now was the moment of truth – was the jig a good replica or had all the cutting, gluing, thinking and painting been in vain….( I suppose in the way of modern TV journalism I should now change the subject in the vague hope that you stay and watch the rest of the programme – but hey ho, I trust my reader) – no – they were fine. The outboard leg and prop cleared the doors, the doors could be shut whilst motoring as specified. The full fit and the invention of the mechanism to open and close them could wait until morning.
So Matt and I adjourned for a curry.
Next day was occupied by an owners re-union. Peter Taylor arrived en route to somewhere else (more out of the way than on route, I would have thought) and a new owner turned up to take away a new BC26 just out of the works. Matt disappeared to invent new bits for the COAST, the not so secret next development for Swallow Yachts. I glued and stuck and painted and then had to remember how to de rig a BC23. Riff Raff somehow seems to have more bits of string than Vagabond. It must be the asymmetric (now flying that single handed is going to be a challenge).
The came the slight snag. Jamie (the Production Manager) was wanting me to explain the wiring for the wind indicators – the circuit diagram didn’t seem to match the equipment. Ooops – the wrong instruments had been fitted. Not quite sure where this cock up originated (I had a feeling I had some ownership of it) but we had an amicable problem solving discussion, the outcome of which was that I’d take RR away, the new gear would be ordered for delivery to my not quite a basement and I’d do the fitting. By now it was late and I didn’t fancy towing Riff Raff to Northney that evening.
Friday morning dawned a little dull but we had a good turnout for the sending off picture
and we were off. Martina threw herself into the harness* not she’s not yet an autonomous vehicle) An uneventful tow and by about tea time Riff Raff was parked in Northney Marina.
- A figure of speech. Martina is not, as far as I know, an autonomous vehicle.