We used to enter the EC race fairly regularly, but hav'nt been for a few years now. Its always held on the River Blackwater in Essex, so unless its part of a holiday cruise we need to make sure there's enough time to get there and back across the estuary. This year I had Justin who is an expert helmsman as crew. We set out from the Swale at 2am on Friday morning to catch the tide. There have been moderate northerly winds for weeks and I was anxious that we might have difficulty getting across before the tide turned against us, However we motor-sailed as far as the Wallet Spitway and just got there by low water, so everything worked out, and we picked up a mooring buoy outside West Mersea. There was a fine gathering of gaffers afloat and of their crews in the West Mersea yacht club ashore, and its likely the bar takings would have significantly helped the club finances.
We had a nice force 3-4 northerly for the race. Justin helmed and I did everything else. Bonita doesnt do so well under the OGA handicapping system and didnt win any prizes but we had a fine sail and its good to see so many gaffers out on the water, and so many people of all ages enjoying sailing under traditional rig.
A large feature of the EC race are the smacks, many of them very well looked after and sometimes sporting far more sail than they ever carried when they were working fishing boats.
Our mooring at West Mersea seemed to be about a mile from the clubhouse, and though there is an efficient ferry service I thought it would be interesting to be independent. I fixed our electric outboard to the elderly Tinker inflatable, together with a 100Ah battery. This worked fine and propelled us against wind and tide for three and a half of the four trips between the mooring and the club pontoon. Sadly the battery finally gave out as we were giving Colin a lift back to his boat after the prizegiving, and we had to row the last bit. However overall I was quite pleased with the setup which worked well for rather shorter journeys.
On the Sunday morning it was still blowing northerly, and we had a splendid sail back across the estuary. We picked up our mooring on the Swale under sail about an hour before high water. We were just tidying up the boat when Allan and Alice arrived with family on their boat Dura. They are hoping to cross over to the Essex rivers for their holiday but need a more favorable wind and rather smoother water with their young crew.





