Allan & Ursula Ward: Port Owen, Cape West Coast, South Africa.

Shearwater 39:
- L.O.A. 43ft (13.22m)
- L.O.D. 39ft (12m)
- L.W.L. 34ft (10.3m)
- BEAM 13ft(3.9m)
- DRAFT 6ft(1.8m)



HOW IT ALL BEGAN .

I placed my order on Nebe Boats on the 19/10/1992 for what was initially planned to be a complete factory built yacht that l would sail home to Durban from Capetown once she was completed. Unfortunately due to the demise of Nebe Boats in the early days of her construction it did not turn out that way, so l decided to truck her home to Ramsgate on the KZN South Coast to finish building her in our garden at home.

For many years we could proudly boast that we had the most expensive piece of garden furniture in town, but at the time l had no idea of how massive this project would turn out to be. As anyone who has built a blue water cruiser will tell you, particularly if she is kitted out with all the systems and the equipment that a modern cruiser has onboard these days, it is a daunting task . Looking at the positive aspects of this project, l know the boat intimately in that l designed and installed the systems, so from a repair and maintenance perspective l have no issues carrying out the work that is necessary from time to time.



The big day arrived on the 29/8/2008 when we craned her out of the garden onto a rig to truck her through to Durban for launching . What followed was three months of preparations to ready her for the maiden voyage to our home port in Port Owen on the Cape West Coast.

We had a fast passage down the South African East Coast including a storm off the notorious Wild Coast and arrived in Port Owen in dense fog. Windward had passed her first test with flying colours and since then we have enjoyed some great sailing on the West Coast.


The master plan has always been to go cruising, so our plans are to leave for Brazil via Luderitz and St Helena Island at the end of February 2014. So far everything is on track although the “To Do“ list still grows each day.

The purpose of this blog is to record our adventure for ourselves, family and friends. Although it will probably end up being a brief summary of events while we are cruising, we hope you will enjoy and share some of our experiences with us.

LIVING THE DREAM .

Saturday, May 14, 2016

ILES DU SALUT . DEVILS ISLAND , FRENCH GUIANA .

THE LANDING ON ILE ROYALE .

THE LANDING ON ILE SAINT JOSEPH .

ANCHORED OFF ILE ROYAL .
WITH A CROISSANT IN ONE HAND AND AN EXPRESSO IN THE OTHER , HOW FRENCH CAN YOU GET .

THE INFAMOUS ILE DU DIABLE .
THIS IS THE ISLAND WHERE THE POLITICAL PRISONERS WERE KEPT .

THIS IS THE HUT WHERE CAPTAIN ALFRED DREYFUSS LIVED .

THIS BUILDING NOW SERVES AS THE MUSEUM .

A LARGE TROOP OF THESE MONKEYS NOW INHABIT THE ISLAND .

THE RUINS OF ONE OF THE CELL BLOCKS .

THE PRISONERS WERE CHAINED TO THESE BARS .

ONE OF THE MORE UPMARKET CELLS .
THIS ONE COMES COMPLETE WITH AN OUTSIDE VIEW AND SUNLIGHT .
IF YOU WERE A MODEL PRISONER THIS WOULD BE YOUR ACCOMMODATION . 

A VIEW OF THE YARD IN THE LESS CONFINED SECTION .

A CELL BLOCK ON ILE ROYALE WHERE LIFE WAS A LITTLE MORE COMFY .

THIS CELL HAD A RAISED TIMBER PLANK ON A FRAME SO THAT YOU DID NOT NEED TO SLEEP ON THE FLOOR .
THINGS WERE NOT THAT COMFORTABLE ON ILE SAINT JOSEPH .

I DOUBT WHETHER THESE GUYS WOULD HAVE SURVIVED DURING THE DARK DAYS .

WINDWARD LYING AT ANCHOR WITH OUR MAKESHIFT COVER TO KEEP THE PORTLIGHTS OPEN AND THE FREQUENT RAIN SQUALLS AT BAY .

ILE SAINT JOSEPH IN THE DISTANCE .
THE ISLAND WHERE THE BADDIES WERE KEPT .

THIS BRIGHTLY COLOURED FELLA JOINED US FOR LUNCH .

THE CURRENTS RIP THROUGH THESE ISLANDS .

PITY ON THOSE WHO WALKED THROUGH THESE GATES .

THE HOSPITAL WITH THE LIGHTHOUSE BEHIND IT .

THE ANCHORAGE AT ILE ROYALE .

Tuesday, May 10, 2016

HOT AND HUMID IN KOUROU , FRENCH GUIANA .


After eight days at sea we arrived at daybreak off the town of Kourou and we headed for the start of the long and shallow channel which leads into the river and our planned anchorage . In the dark hours earlier l had spotted the light on Devil's Island and now in the early morning we could see the three islands which once housed thousands of convicted prisoners .

At the time when l was busy putting my passage plan together for this trip l had read a number of blogs which warned of powerful currents that sweep westward along the French Guiana coast so now we had over two knots forward of our beam which meant we were pointing our bow at an angle into the current to maintain our course down the channel commonly referred to as “ ferry gliding “ . On the way in we met the dredger Delta Queen plumb in the middle of the channel which as we later found out this specialist vessel blows the fine silt off the bottom on the ebb tide which allows the outgoing current to deposit it offshore . To maintain the entrance channels into Kourou and Cayenne respectively costs 6 million euros per annum .
My bullet-proof Spade anchor which has never let me down struggled to set in the soupy conditions that exist on the bottom of the river . The entire time that we spent in Kourou , l was always very relieved after returning from town to see Windward still safely anchored in the same spot because apart from the very poor holding on the bottom we also had to contend with very strong outgoing currents and to make matters worse our visit coincided with spring tides . We were basically the only yacht on anchor in the river with all the other boats firmly attached to either the town dock or the marina dock which are both extremely over-engineered to cope with the strong tides . A few tourist catamarans are tied to huge mooring buoys in the river but out of the main flow . A nasty anchorage .

After visiting French Guiana with its close proximity to the equator l came to the conclusion that one day when l finally hang up my sea boots l definitely will not live in the tropics . The heat and humidity is stifling and the continuous rain squalls that come and go day and night made life onboard pretty uncomfortable as we had to keep the hatches and portlights closed to avoid the boat's interior getting soaked .
During the day you can see the squalls approaching but on a calm night you hear them coming , a solid wall of water sweeping inland from offshore .

The one thing everyone carries on them in Kourou is an umbrella . One minute it is being used to keep yourself dry during a downpour and the next minute it is protecting you from the blazing sun . My mate Philippe and l got quite used to walking around in the pouring rain minus umbrellas , in fact l welcomed the rain just to cool off . The design of the houses and buildings in town explains it all . Their roofs have wide overhangs preventing the rain from coming through the permanently open windows .

Getting back to the town of Kourou , it would appear that the main economic driver is the very sophisticated Ariane Space Centre which just as a matter of interest has 17 launches planned for 2016 .
They claim that it is the world's best launch site in that with it's close proximity to the equator it provides an extra shot of energy due to the rotation of the earth providing a slingshot effect . The extra energy means that launchers can boost larger satellites at lower cost while extending the orbital life of these satellites . The other feature about this location is that there are no hurricanes and earthquakes to deal with although our much anticipated launch ( bucket list item ) was cancelled I hour before blast off due to heavy lightning .
It is an amazing facility offering three different rockets namely the Ariane , Soyuz and the smallest being the Vega each with their own launch sites and facilities . Each has a specific payload capacity starting with the Ariane ( 10,000kg ), Soyuz ( 5000kg ) and the Vega (1500kg ).

We found Kourou very expensive which was later confirmed when we were told that the cost of living in the town is 50% higher than in Paris . But with the Space Station being French , all the delicacies are available . At the fruit and veg market we came across the strangest looking fruits but after tasting each one they were totally unique in their flavour .

Our departure from Kourou came a bit early , a few hours before we had planned to leave . At around two in the morning l suddenly woke up with a slight sound on our hull and after rushing out into the cockpit we discovered that we were dragging anchor and the sound was a submerged tree touching the underside of our boat . We fired up our engine and hauled anchor only to find that my trusty Spade anchor had impaled a baby's pram , fouled a coil of cable and to top it all , a large length of steel had entwined itself in our chain . While l kept the boat in deep water Philippe removed the debris and that's when we decided , enough is enough , even though it was dark and raining we would follow our track that we had laid when we arrived and leave as against trying to reset the anchor for a couple more hours of sleep .

Once we were out in the channel we discovered that the lights on half of the channel marker buoys don't work so obviously the rocket ship that transports rocket components into Kourou does this passage in daylight hours .

We punched our way in the dark through the short steep chop until we reached deeper water and set a course for Trinidad in the Caribbean .    

KOUROU , FRENCH GUIANA .

THE APPROACH TO THE CHANNEL INTO THE RIVER IN KOUROU WITH DEVIL'S ISLAND TO STARBOARD . THIS PIC GIVES YOU SOME IDEA OF HOW STRONG THE CURRENT WAS FORWARD OF OUR BEAM.
NOTE THE VECTORS AND OUR HEADING IN COMPARISON TO OUR COURSE OVER GROUND.

THE ISLANDS THAT THE BOOK/MOVIE PAPILLON MADE FAMOUS .
THOUSANDS OF PRISONERS WERE HELD HERE IN APPALLING CONDITIONS .

PART OF THE ARIANE SPACE CENTRE FACILITY AS SEEN FROM OFFSHORE .

THE SMALL MARINA UPRIVER IN KOUROU .
THE DOCK IS HUGELY OVER-ENGINEERED TO COPE WITH THE STRONG OUTGOING CURRENT .

THE TOWN DOCK BUILT IN THE SAME WAY AS THE MARINA DOCK .

THESE TOURIST CATS ARE ATTACHED TO HUGE MOORING BUOYS TO COUNTER THE POWERFUL CURRENT .

THE DELTA QUEEN .
THIS DREDGER ACTUALLY BLOWS THE SEDIMENT OFF THE BOTTOM DURING AN OUTGOING TIDE ALLOWING THE CURRENT TO CARRY THE SILT OFFSHORE .

DURING THE LOW TIDE ALL THESE BOATS SIT IN THE PUTTY .

HIGH AND DRY .
NOTE THE BOARDING LADDER ON THE STERN .

A SAD ENDING .
AT SOME POINT IN TIME SHE WAS SOMEONES PRIDE AND JOY .

ALL DRESSED UP IN OUR SMART KIT TO CHECK IN WITH THE AUTHORITIES .
NOTE OUR FRIEND IVAN UP HIS MAST IN THE BACKGROUND .

A MONSTER WOOD CARVING AT THE CIRCLE IN KOUROU .

ROCKET TOWN .
NO PRIZES FOR GUESSING WHAT THIS TOWN IS FAMOUS FOR .

NOTE THE WIDE ROOF OVERHANGS ON ALL THE BUILDINGS .
THIS DESIGN PREVENTS THE RAIN FROM ENTERING THE OPEN WINDOWS DURING THE FREQUENT DOWNPOURS .

THE BARKING CHANNEL MARKER . 

ANABLEPS ANABLEPS .
THE FASCINATING FOUR EYED FISH FOUND IN THE ESTUARY .

Saturday, April 30, 2016

TCHAU BRAZIL .


After two seasons of cruising in Brazil we were ready to move to our next cruising destination which would be the Caribbean . My little wife decided that she was not up for the 2200nm passage to Trinidad so my staunch Brazilian mate Philippe Gouffon who had just retired from the University of Sao Paulo decided to join me . Apart from being an accomplished sailor he has also become a close friend and the two of us looked forward to this sail on Windward our Shearwater 39 .

After flying out of Capetown in the early evening via Joburg l arrived in Sao Paulo at 4.00am in the morning to be greeted by Philippe at the arrivals hall at Guaraulhos Airport . After a couple of days spent in Sao Paulo we flew to Joao Pessoa up in the North East of Brazil to rejoin our boat in Jacare where she had been berthed at Peter's Pier for the four months that we had been back in South Africa . We prepped and provisioned the boat for sailing while taking strain in the intense heat and humidity that even had the locals complaining . There was a lack of the normal steady sea breezes which resulted in these stifling conditions . We discovered a small restaurant in a backstreet in Jacare where the locals all eat who served good wholesome food so cheap that it did not justify getting our plates dirty back on the boat . The main feature of their offering was fresh home-made fruit juices served ice cold in 2lt Coke bottles . After working the entire morning in that heat we would polish off two litres without even blinking .

Philippe being very involved in the Brazilian Cruising Association has many sailing contacts and in no time we had fellow sailors offering to transport us around to the various places we needed to go and to assist us wherever they could . Brazilian hospitality is something to be admired and even after an incident where l suffered a gas burn to my hand a local yachtie took me down to the local Emergency/Trauma Hospital and sat the entire time in the waiting room while the doctors treated my burn and then on the way back to the marina he took us on a tour of the area which included a stop at a pharmacy to pick up dressings and muti for my hand . Amazing people .

This time around I got to meet Brian Stevens, well known amongst cruisers as the GOTO man in Jacare when it comes to sourcing anything related to yachts . Along with fellow South Africans John and Wendy Lochead S/V Headway he invited us to his smallholding for the day where we chilled , swam , played pool and enjoyed a churrasco ( braai ) in typical Brazilian fashion . It turned out to be our farewell party as we sailed soon after for our last Brazilian port of call Natal .

We had been invited to the Natal Yacht Club while in Recife in 2015 and arriving in the early morning we motored up the river to a reserved berth at the club dock . Once again Brazilian hospitality kicked in and friends of Philippe's came to our aid organizing our stay at the club and then escorting us around the city to check in with the authorities and pick up bits and pieces .
After a comfortable stay utilizing the club's facilities we cleared Brazil for the last time and set sail for French Guiana .

Looking back as the Brazilian coastline disappeared over the horizon l thought of all the good times and wonderful people we had met during our two year stint in this beautiful country . Tchau Brazil .




FAREWELL BRAZIL .

AFTER FOUR MONTHS OF LYING IN HER BERTH AT PETER'S PIER IN JACARE , WINDWARD HAD AN OYSTER BED ATTACHED TO HER BOTTOM .

MARINA VILLAGE JACARE , BRAZIL .

FINAL CHECKS ALOFT IN THE RIG .
GREAT VIEWS FROM UP THERE .

CHECKING EVERY CONNECTION BEFORE SAILING .

LOVELY PEOPLE , FELLOW SOUTH AFRICANS JOHN & WENDY FROM PE .

BRIAN STEVENS AND I TAKING SHELTER FROM THE RAIN , BANDAGED HAND AND ALL .

SPECTACULAR BRIDGE CROSSING THE RIVER ENTRANCE TO NATAL , BRAZIL .

CLEARING BRAZIL FOR THE LAST TIME , SAILING FOR FRENCH GUIANA .

THE OLD FORT THAT GUARDS THE ENTRANCE TO NATAL .

OUR FAREWELL PARTY AT BRIAN STEVEN'S PLACE .
A GREAT DAY SPENT SWIMMING , PLAYING POOL AND CATCHING UP AROUND A TYPICAL BRAZILIAN CHURRASCO .

OUR RESERVED BERTH AT THE NATAL YACHT CLUB .

THE VIEW DOWN RIVER FROM THE YACHT CLUB .

WE ENJOYED THE FULL USE OF THE CLUB'S FACILITIES INCLUDING THE WIFI .