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I should also mention things like a decent shaving mirror, a really good pepper mill, an industrial-power garlic crusher, and a two-man percolator that can be secured upright on the galley stove. An old-fashioned medieval mutch ¬just a knitted tube two feet long and wide enough to slide over the head makes a welcoming neck and head warmer without a hint of the urgency of an oilskin hood (and is a lot more comfort¬able). But the oilskin hood has other uses. Velcro inside it two kitchen timers - one each side - and you can risk sleeping for ten or twenty minutes if the horizon is clear all round and you absolutely must...For heavy weather Piseag boasts a narrow trenchstyle saloon 'table', four inches deep and just able to take two heavy weather bowls - nothing, after all, is harder on the nerves than the prospect of a meal going over the sole. (These pretty, painted bowls, by the way, are a pleasure to eat from. Last time I crossed the Atlantic, with my brother in his Golden Hind Nalana, we carried tin dog dishes for heavy weather; decorative plastic bowls are a defmite improvement!) For really heavy weather the boat carries a Plastimo sea-anchor. They aren't cheap, but from all I've read of these things disintegrate in storm con¬ditions; I can't believe mine would last more than an hour or two. We also carry as a trailing warp 120 fathoms of 22mm polypropylene, in four 30¬fathom lengths. I hope never to use the stuff of course. But in harbour storm conditions (and there's plenty of very heavy air in northern Spain during the winter) it's nice to know that the little ship is powerfully secured.So what about the rest of the gear on Piseag during the time we were away? Well, the Achilles inflatable was an excellent piece of kit; sadly, they're no longer made. In the field of water¬proofs, I used a promiscuous mixture of Musto, Henri Lloyd and Gill. All quite adequate, all grand testament to the marketing arts, and all wondrously expensive. Next time I'll carry Guy Cotton fish¬ermen's oilies, just as I did earlier this year when I spent six weeks on a local prawn trawler. I'll also use knee-high heavy-duty trawler boots complete with steel toe caps. Why not? And when I go again - as I will - there are some items of gear I just won't bother with. The standing legs look good on paper; beached at dusk with If you carry a that bright Breton don't forget i creperie at the back of the quay. But in six years, I've used them just once. Fishing tackle too is something we all dream of carrying but seldom use. I even carried a gaff, but in time Jubileed it to a pole, in the cause of a second, and very heavy¬duty, boat-hook. Nor would I bother ¬for Spain at least - with a wind-scoop, or cockpit tent. Some things, however, will still fill space aboard. Yes, last time I carried a spare propeller but I didn't carry a puller for it. Next time, I'll carry both, along with a torque wrench and a good multi-meter. I'll also have a good heaving line with monkey's fist, and a grapple and stout line. I'll also carry a Taylor's stove. When they don't go (and their instructional leaflet sets new standards in incompe¬tence) they incline an attack of foaming at the mouth. Who specified a gauge on which the band of permitted pressures is coloured red, for instance? Still, on a wild night the old whore spits and gobbles and roars in a way that your glitzy electric-fan heaters can't even dream about. And on the same sort of night, when spare propeller I puller for it. Ancorages and marinas And finally - as for anchorages, har¬bours, and marinas. Of anchorages, there are many, though I might mention Lage north of Cape Finisterre, and the silver beach anchorage at the back of the great cape itself, complete with beach-hut bar. On the west coast, Nuros and Cedeira make lovely harbours, as do Ribadeo. And Luarco on the north. As for marinas: that in La Corufta has little to recommend it. VIgo, on the other hand, has a splendid all-weather all-year marina with friendly and helpful staff. But of them all, the marina in Gjjon, the maritime capital of Asturias in the middle of the north. Jern coast, is surely the best. It's an object lesson in what a municipal marina - should be, and lies at the heart of what must be the most delightful seaboard town in Europe. I'll be back - it's just two or three days from Brittany, after all ¬ and as I'm scheduled to be in. Brittany next year, well, who could resist? |
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