During the Saturday mornings of next April, will take place in the sail loft of mounting plate (Puerto Deportivo de Sada. La Coruña) a course to teach concepts of repair of sails and other textiles water, materials selection use and use of machinery. The duration of the course is 16 hours and the registration fee is € 150 .
Those interested can request information through the following means:
In his day had already done a couple of posts about this lovely navigator Ramon Prat, and his ship, The Paradisse. http://nautijorge.blogspot.com/2008/08/un-hombre-de-mar.html http://nautijorge.blogspot.com/2009/07/el-paraiso-perdido-37- 4809n-14-1501w.html Ramon has been able to convey and share the illusion, and so many boaters to prepare and undertake the crossing of the Atlantic. Unfortunately, at the junction back to the old continent and about 360 miles from Cape San Vicente, a leak will wrecked, losing his Paradisse. Today we received so much news of major ocean crossings of professional sailors backed by powerful sponsors, seems almost a daily occurrence, and lost in part the traditional fascination with the dream of many boaters across the pond. After overcoming the setback of the loss of his ship and, above all, having overcome a vicious disease, Ramon has launched narrate the troubles of its flavors and round-trip odyssey across the Atlantic, providing extensive information and practical data for those who, like him, we dream of sailing to new oceans, capturing it in the book "The Odyssey Paradisse." I can not imagine the unfortunate Paradisse lying in the dark ocean bottom covered with algae and coral, marine life refuge, now that we revive his master's history. A highly recommendable book that you can find through the website: www.laodiseadelparadisse.com.
maneuvers aboard an Open 60 IMOCA art have little to do with the usual procedure in other types of sailboats. The tack for example, while not the most stressful maneuvers, it is one of the longest to make (between 30 and 40 minutes to be trained) making for the solo sailor in an automatic despite the list of steps to perform, as we can see, some of which retain the skippers as confidential.
1 - Download the windward rudder. 2 - empty ballast tank means. 3 - Confidential. 4 - Lower the centerboard windward. 5-Prepare against sheet. 6-stowage of the sails of the bow locker. 7-Transfer ballast tank forward.
8 - Confidential. 9 - Close bow transfer. 10 - Confidential. 11 - Move candles cover (if any). 12 - Prepare crude leeward. 13 - Prepare lee car. 14 - Check-point shooting of the headsail.
15 - Close leeward gate. 16 - Confidential. 17 - Prepare the turn of the pilot mode. 18 - presetting of crude. 19-Change the keel band. 20 - To turn the autopilot. 21-Long the clew of the headsail. 22 - Hunting the contraescota. 23-Hunting the crude. 24 - Calibrate voltage crude. 25-End of the headsail trim. 26 - Raise windward centerboard. 27-Fix lee gross. 28-Confidential. 29-Tweaking new direction with the pilot. 30-Relocate the mainsail cart and / or Mainsail.
31 - Close all doors and shnorkel tank. 32 - Lift the windward rudder. 33 - Have a drink.
Thierry Martinez photo copy
Thierry Martinez photo copy
Given the complexity and physical effort which is a tack , makes such a decision is not taken lightly, requiring careful study before the card table before deciding to change the board. Copy
photo Yvan Zedda
Stowage means the displacement of the bags of sails on the bow locker, with perhaps the most difficult step of the maneuver. Despite the help of gravity, move bags of 40 to 60 kilos, for a total of 400 kilos, is tiring. Copy
photo Yvan Zedda
Once started the turn, you must link the maneuvers. Contraescota long run, hunt the sheet, the shooting crude and other crude hunt. No violations but surely. The column of "grinder" is a great help for the lonely, can connect three of the five winches bath and trim so different elements of the maneuver on the spot.
Yvan Zedda photo copy
In most IMOCA 60 lateral movement system of the keel with bulb is hydraulic, which makes things a lot. But in any case, as in the Pakea Unai Basurko, the system was a reduction ratio of lines being handled by two winches interior. Even more work but less likely to malfunction. Before, during and after the operation, the management of ballast tanks (filling, transfer, discharge of sea water) took the solo for a while in the turn, driving an intricate system of keys and pipes. Copy
photo Yvan Zedda
it is easy to take that tack maneuver in these ships, not only involves technical knowledge and skill, but also an exceptional physical condition. Copy
It goes without saying anything ... just enjoy vision through this small window, sitting at home and dry, the South Pacific Ocean aboard the Renault ZE in approach to Cape Horn. Wonderful !...¿ Who would not want to be there, if only for a while?, Despite all the cons ... Stormy
PERFECT I have carefully read your letter. You speak of the sea and also of the storm where you look, uncertainty and life. I gather you're very young, and something that I wanted to tell about it. I have 59 years and I love the sea, but it just sailed through the Mediterranean. Passed the age where I seduced other seas and other costs. With gray in his beard and wrinkles on the face finished confirming that my true home is the place old and wise, memory and shipwrecks white candles for where they came from the heroes, gods and ancient legends that I was raised with the sound of surf, beaches where the fire made of driftwood, callused hands men with oars and nets, leathery skin and eyes burned with salt, snuff smoking black, boiling cauldrons of rice and roasted sardines. Who does not know these waters rather than the banks, the thought always gentle, blue, gentle sunrises and sunsets red. Aware that some of the fiercest storms can unleash on them without warning, the sea pounding so heartless, fickle and treacherous.
Indeed, no sea is bad people. Is the wind that makes it dangerous and deadly. But unlike the Atlantic, where temporary can sometimes be prevented in intensity, trajectory and duration, and where the wave is usually long, stretched, more manageable, the Mediterranean unleashes his fury of a sudden, unexpected winds and short wave, killing, crushing ships and depletes those the crewmembers. I lived among sailors since childhood, and grew up with tales of ships and sea. I never forgot the respect with which old masters, seasoned in all oceans, they spoke of terrible sea storms up north in the Gulf of Lions. Then over time, I myself had the opportunity to see in person how he is able to hit the blue Mediterranean when it becomes moody and goat. When it gets gray beards.
In one of those things I talked about here before: on the oil tanker was Puertollano, Christmas 1970, and had a horrible Tues doubling the Cape Bon, off the coast of Tunisia, with ten-meter waves and wind scale Beaufort is known as hard time, force 10. At other times not escaped the dreaded mistral Gulf of Lion or hard northwestern Sardinia channel, with the anguish involved in such cases, command of your own ship, making decisions, and it is a sailboat with crew members whose lives are responsible. And I assure you that a force 8 mistral beating on starboard tack for hours with just a staysail up, the more reduced to last loop and the ship, courageous, faithful and sailor, bless-eight knots sailing heeled to the gunwale, giving slamming, spray and gusts machete chop the damn Mediterranean, is something that, however much you love the sea, can make you disown him, the ships and the mother who gave birth.
However, there is something good about it. When everything ends happily, if the boat sailed well governed and are safe in calm waters, something that warms your spirit with legitimate pride, passed the test. You took the boat to port, the crew and yourself. Are marine. Did things as you should, and now you're safe. Left to your own strength, teeth tight, no fuss, you were far away, where no one can say stop, hey, I under stand this. And much yachtsman title you have at home, you have the best certified sailing the world came out alive, with your boat. Because if it is true that the sea, when he wants, just kill anyone, even the best ocean, it is also true that first settled at the dull, the arrogant and stupid, to those who lack sufficient experience or humility -that there are synonyms, to understand that the sea, accurate reflection of life, with unexpected storms and reefs lurking somewhere, it is rather dangerous. And a healthy and constant uncertainty distrust of those who know always in enemy territory, it helps to stay alive.
And, well. That is all, or almost. Just wanted to say that, like the sea, mirror of life, also deceptively strong land-is-perfect storms that pass through the human heart, testing, feeling its strength and courage. And there's no better training and eye sailor to deal with them, besides a healthy uncertainty, the clarity, toughness and culture. They will help you survive in your particular time of force 8. And in the worst case, if there is no other, to lose your ship fighting to the end, quiet and serene as a good sailor. With the consolation that you did all my best.
Gone are the French Horn 3 Virbac Paprec followed closely by the English from Mafre. Too bad that the latter have had to make a short stop at New Island, anchoring for a few hours at the Cape for repairs on their halyards, after being only the first 66 miles will now take 220 miles, but still traced throughout the Atlantic and go back through the doldrums. Joy which should mean doubling Cape Horn, after crossing all the Indian and South Pacific must be indescribable, especially as it involves psychologically, to leave the Deep South and head back the last mile home. Behind some problems in the fleet. The Central Dairy Asturiana broke the top of its mast in New Zealand waters forcing them to stop at Wellington in Mirabaud solo Dominique Wavre crew due to the severe anemia suffered by his partner Michèle Paret and Estrella Damm and Alex Pepe Ribes Pella continue with pains in his ribs, which makes them even more life on board. Finally, perks of a round the world racing.
missed winter hiking, but they were not very long, the important thing was to feel again at sea. Back to soak up the coolness of the night in silence under sail, surrounded, in this case, the Bay of Biscay. On Wednesday, first thing in the morning, Sada zarpábamos Port of Gijon on board headed for an X-37. Vigo The ship was manned by three people and was caught in a storm, in which a wave of lay, with the result of a crew with two broken ribs and had to be evacuated in Finisterre. Sada landfall again with the intention repair the autopilot, where another crew disembarked. personally believe that studying the weather forecast these days, red alert by waves of 8 to 10 meters in the Galician coast, heading for Vigo discouraged, but ... repair the pilot supposed to wait to receive parts from Holland so, accompanying the initial pattern, we went to the North without repair. This time with good weather forecast of force 4-5 SW wind and rough seas, but died down as we were entering the Bay of Biscay. In the absence autopilot went relieving both the steering wheel in guards two hours. The fact of going co-pattern implies sometimes take decisions that one does not share at all or do things the other way, but after all he was ultimately responsible, except during the night shift in it was like sailing solo and each determined maneuvers deemed appropriate. The first leg of the journey We carry out engine and aided by Genoa. The sea was choppy and the wind pressure was not stern enough. We bend the ends Prioriño, Prior, Punta Candieira and before turning Cape Ortegal also hoisted the mainsail. After all, this, always impressive, guarded by Agullóns islets, in the stormy days to come scare. As we left this out of the sea conditions were improving considerably, with a wind between 15 and 20 knots brought by the stern that caused pressed firmly to the ship sails from 6 to 7 knots. These days you usually only find fish and some other small coastal merchant, except for a tall ship from 65 to 70 foot Malta-flagged we meet face Stake Bars and, of course, the occasional visit of a group of dolphins. , arriving at more or less direct course, all that we allowed the wind aft, to Cabo Peñas in Asturias, away the coast. spectacular sunset The sky gave way to night just before crossing the meridian of Burela. From that moment could hardly be perceived the lights of earth and of the reflection in the genoa navigation lights and instrument lights, only lights from other boats were more or less distant, but look up in the dark night, millions of stars shining brilliantly and cleanly. Asturian waters Already the wind was veering towards the starboard bow, bringing the freshness of the Cantabrian Mountains. An intense cold would leave you stiff hold of the rudder, which were leaving only a few seconds to trim candles. By going slowly closing the wind aft a long, through to reach a close-hauled sailing, made it increasing the boat speed to 8 knots. was the final leg of the journey the most pleasant sensations. Besides the cold, the sea was quiet except for the soft wave arriving at the stern lying. On the bow of the light beam from the lighthouse on Cabo Peñas, visible from 21 miles before, while the starboard bow by the reflection of a late moon rose over land that lit the path. Only deck better alone than in bad company, enjoying the sensation of night navigation in silence and I could hear the snorting, even distinguish Splash, a pair of dolphins for a while we were guarding fast as the ship sailed with sails full, slightly heeled. Passing Peñas lighthouse and the wind died down shortly after enfilábamos and to green light the great breakwater outside the port of Musel. At 5:15 pm tie it in the dock waiting Puerto Deportivo de Gijón waiting for the morning the owner indicates the mooring place. Finally, mid-morning, we took the boat to its mooring, in another small marina located within the large Musel. After arranchar and clean the boat was only organize the heavy travel back home by land. Boat and weather conditions are good, the company I can not say the same, but as Jack Lemmon said: "Nobody is perfect."
During the Saturday mornings of next April, will take place in the sail loft of mounting plate (Puerto Deportivo de Sada. La Coruña) a course to teach concepts of repair of sails and other textiles water, materials selection use and use of machinery. 
The duration of the course is 16 hours and the registration fee is € 150 . 
Ramon has been able to convey and share the illusion, and so many boaters to prepare and undertake the crossing of the Atlantic. 
I can not imagine the unfortunate Paradisse lying in the dark ocean bottom covered with algae and coral, marine life refuge, now that we revive his master's history. 
A highly recommendable book that you can find through the website: 
The tack for example, while not the most stressful maneuvers, it is one of the longest to make (between 30 and 40 minutes to be trained) making for the solo sailor in an automatic despite the list of steps to perform, as we can see, some of which retain the skippers as confidential. 
Given the complexity and physical effort which is a tack , makes such a decision is not taken lightly, requiring careful study before the card table before deciding to change the board. Copy 
Before, during and after the operation, the management of ballast tanks (filling, transfer, discharge of sea water) took the solo for a while in the turn, driving an intricate system of keys and pipes. Copy 
I have carefully read your letter. You speak of the sea and also of the storm where you look, uncertainty and life. I gather you're very young, and something that I wanted to tell about it. I have 59 years and I love the sea, but it just sailed through the Mediterranean. Passed the age where I seduced other seas and other costs. With gray in his beard and wrinkles on the face finished confirming that my true home is the place old and wise, memory and shipwrecks white candles for where they came from the heroes, gods and ancient legends that I was raised with the sound of surf, beaches where the fire made of driftwood, callused hands men with oars and nets, leathery skin and eyes burned with salt, snuff smoking black, boiling cauldrons of rice and roasted sardines. Who does not know these waters rather than the banks, the thought always gentle, blue, gentle sunrises and sunsets red. Aware that some of the fiercest storms can unleash on them without warning, the sea pounding so heartless, fickle and treacherous. 
Prioriño, Prior, Punta Candieira and before turning Cape Ortegal also hoisted the mainsail. After all, this, always impressive, guarded by Agullóns islets, in the stormy days to come scare. 
As we left this out of the sea conditions were improving considerably, with a wind between 15 and 20 knots brought by the stern that caused pressed firmly to the ship sails from 6 to 7 knots. 
These days you usually only find fish and some other small coastal merchant, except for a tall ship from 65 to 70 foot Malta-flagged we meet face Stake Bars and, of course, the occasional visit of a group of dolphins. 
, arriving at more or less direct course, all that we allowed the wind aft, to Cabo Peñas in Asturias, away the coast. 
spectacular sunset The sky gave way to night just before crossing the meridian of Burela. 
From that moment could hardly be perceived the lights of earth and of the reflection in the genoa navigation lights and instrument lights, only lights from other boats were more or less distant, but look up in the dark night, millions of stars shining brilliantly and cleanly. 
Asturian waters Already the wind was veering towards the starboard bow, bringing the freshness of the Cantabrian Mountains. An intense cold would leave you stiff hold of the rudder, which were leaving only a few seconds to trim candles. 
Finally, mid-morning, we took the boat to its mooring, in another small marina located within the large Musel. After 
arranchar and clean the boat was only organize the heavy travel back home by land. 
