> Disaster strikes! After arriving in the visitor marina of Le Havre at
> Rona II drove over a stray rope which had been left in the water.
> This tangled around the propeller, causing the Skipper to call for the
> anchor to be dropped a mere 10 metres from our intended mooring position.
> The crew then had to inflate the rubber dinghy and set world class rower
> Theo Darlow to take a line to shore where himself and Dr Sam Wareing
> the boat in.
> In the morning, the afterguard set off to find a commercial diver to cut
> rope free from the propeller. They located a man named Patrick, who
> to the scene of the incident at about 1500 donning full scuba gear; he
> quickly got into the water and began working away at the stern of Rona II.
> After roughly 45 minutes of fishing bits of rope from the marina water,
> crew saw Patrick emerge victorious. Angus Elliman used his bilingual
This was a very French start to a very French day: at 0900 the Tricolor was
hoisted to signify the start of Bastille Day onboard Rona II. Our culinary
stars for the day, mother watch the Mayans, started well, with them
presenting the crew with great pancakes and only a small galley incident
that the mother watch insisted was "flambéing."
Matt (Woodcock - we've got three Matts...) was woken up for his watch to the
merry sound of mother watch singing Bonne Anniversaire and providing "le
porridge" to start his birthday. His card, beautifully drawn by Watch
Officer Nathan's sons Tay and Cai before we left, was also presented. Mother
watch in fact kept themselves very busy today by baking various cakes, three
excellent meals, and three varieties of bread, including a plaited loaf
"they quickly whipped up" between meals!
The skipper's quiz started today with a political history round featuring
questions such as " A Norwegian politici…
A summary of the inland waterways of Normandy.
Rona II engages full holiday mode. After 24 hours in Le Harve we set sail
for the historic town of Caen on the morning tide. After a not-too-vigorous
motor sail to Oustreham, we took a trip through a lock, under the famous
Pegasus Bridge we arrived at our miniature pontoon (made for yachts about
half our size) set right in the middle of beautiful Caen. Upon our arrival
we were greeted by -- nobody. This level of service and general attendance
at work has become a common observation of the French for the crew. We
responded by posting lookouts in the cockpit to catch the marina office
attendants when they arrived for their ten-minute shift and to direct them
to the nearest Normanton to negotiate the terms of our stay.
We spent the following day on a trip out soaking up the rich culture the
area has to offer. We took a very fancy train to Bayeux and the whole crew
visited the ancient Bayeux tapestry. Other activities involved visiting the