Lake Union Wooden Boat Festival

July 3, 4 & 5, 1998

In This Issue Historic Preservation in Latteland page 2 Puget Sound - What's in a Name? page 4 Those Who Go Down to the Sea

in Ships Behold the Wonders of [Sailor] Nature page 6

Of Fish and Ships: Reflections of a Danish Shipwright and Boatbuilder page 8

Here There Be Pirates? page 10 Night Run and Dawn Gun

on Old Caribbee page 12 Toy Boats and Chili It Can Only Happen

in Anacortes

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16 John Gardner Award page 16 We Are the Kids from CWB! page 18 What Do Volunteers Do at CWB? page 22

The Center for Wooden Boats 1010 Valley St., Seattle, WA 98109-4332

(206) 382-2628; e-mail: cwboats@tripl.org http://www.eskimo.com/~cwboats

President Bill Van Vlack Founding Director Dick Wagner Executive Director Bob Perkins Boatshop Manager Dierk Yochim Volunteer Coordinator Sue Schaeffer Livery Manager Meg Trzaskoma Assistant Livery Manager Dan Potenza Public Service Manager Tim Porter Youth Education Coordinator Tom Powers Bookkeeper Chris Sanders

Board of Trustees: Caren Crandell, Peter DeLaunay, Dave Erskine, Steve Excell, Ken Greff, Samuel Johnson, Sean Eamon Kennedy, Marty Loken, Len Marklund, Dave Mullens, Ron Snyder, Bill Van Vlack.

Shavings is a bi-monthly publication of The Center for Wooden Boats. This special 22nd Annual Lake Union Wooden Boat Festival issue was produced by Judie Romeo under the direction of Dick Wagner. The Center for Wooden Boats is a 501(c)(3) educational non-profit organization.

On the Cover: The 1998 Wooden Boat Festival poster is yet another fabulous pastel created by Seattle artist Luke J. Tornatzky and repro-duced in colors as brilliant as the original by K/P Corporation. This is the third time Luke and K/P have teamed up to produce an outstanding poster for the Festival and the fifth that K/P has provided printing of our poster. The Center for Wooden Boats wishes to express its deep grati-tude and appreciation to both for their outstanding results and their con-tinuing support of our maritime heritage education and preservation mission.

The Spirit of Coffee

Heritage Preservation in Latteland by Dick Wagner

T h e Cente r f o r Wooden Boa ts is on two acres, two-thirds submerged. On this site is the mos t active, creat ive historical m u s e u m in the Amer icas , with the larg-est f loat ing and access ible collect ion of historically s ignif icant small craf t on the West Coast . T h e boats and f loats and a f e w small f loa t ing bui ldings are the plat-f o r m for a whi r lwind of educat ional pro-grams at tract ing youths , adults , fami l ies and people with physical and mental dis-abilities.

And all this is located a f e w steps f r o m an upsca le complex of restaurants , fern bars and bout iques . A corr idor in which 70 ,000 vehicles roar past each day on the south s ide whi le a f leet of c o m -mercial seaplanes lands and takes of f to the north.

O n e might f ind it d i f f icul t to imagine a s i te d e v o t e d to t h e q u i e t bea t and rhy thms of mar i t ime her i tage preserva-tion set in the mids t of con tempora ry ur-ban chaos and cacophony. D o e s a Stone Age Aleut kayak relate to hurt l ing ve-hicles racing to a Sonics g a m e ? D o e s a spritsail-rigged sailing gil lnetter relate to tight T-shir ts on perky wai t resses?

Yes, in Seat t le they do relate - and the c o m m o n fac tor is the co f fee . Or the spirit of the co f fee . S tarbucks arose in

the center of a gritty, blue-collar f a rm-e r s ' marke t and stole the heart of the town. Seat t le is still a f ront ier whe re people c o m e f r o m other places in search of new horizons. They cl imb glacier-clad peaks , row to Alaska, start new enter-prises like Microsof t or Starbucks - or even a mari t ime m u s e u m where you play with the exhibits .

It 's only a hundred years since the rush f r o m Seatt le to the Klondike gold f ields. I t ' s not too fa r a stretch of con-cep t f r o m an open -a i r , o n - t h e - b e a c h boatyard to a s idewalk espresso stand. Seattle is both a city and a culture, where direct exper ience and expedi t ions to the edges are al ive and thrive, whether you are sitting at a compute r or in a dory.

Because they were used in so many ways, historic boats are wonder fu l sub-jec t s to interpret anywhere , whether a stuffy, upt ight env i ronment or a Seattle envi ronment . W h a t colorful tales have been woven about boats used for explo-ration, trading, hunting, recreation, smug-gling, and status symbols . T h e Center for Wooden Boats chooses to interpret them by actually using them.

O u r miss ion is educat ion. Direct ex-perience is the most challenging and long-est-lasting means of learning. T h e Cen-

ter fo r Wooden Boats preserves our small craf t heri tage by preserving the her i tage ski l l s . You can p a d d l e a G r e e n l a n d Narwal hunting kayak, sail a Bristol Bay s a l m o n g i l l n e t t e r , s a i l o n e of N a t H e r r e s h o f f ' s f a v o r i t e s , a H e r r e s h o f f 12 1/2. You can be an upsca le early 1900s spor tsman in an Adi rondack Gu ide Boat o r a t u r n - o f - t h e - c e n t u r y M a i n e lobsterman in a Fr iendship sloop.

Hands-on learning is not a new phe-nomenon in the Nor thwes t . A 10,000-year-old Stone A g e cul ture ended here less than 100 years ago. There still are people here with horny hands w h o hew big timbers, caulk, smith, splice and make nets the way their fa thers and grandfa-thers taught them. T h e r e are tugboa t skippers w h o can navigate our twist ing f jo rds by soundings, bot tom samples and t iming the echo of a foghorn .

T h e Nor thwes t is a late entrant in the S t eam A g e . Her i t age is m o r e than a memory in the Nor thwest . Tradit ional mar i t ime skills are still a l ive here - and they spit snoose and have tattoos f r o m wrist to shoulder.

It 's the natural thing here to have a mar i t ime m u s e u m where one learns by doing. T h e process of direct exper ience educat ion takes t ime. Through the pro-

cess, many things happen that are not ex-plained in a written curr iculum.

T h o s e who build a boa t together or sail a boat together bond with their mates and with the place where it happens. The sense of t ime b e c o m e s regulated by na-ture: the wind and tide, Both the analytic and the sensory sides of the brain are simultaneously called into action. The ex-per ience of learning this way provides use fu l skills, increased se l f -conf idence and adds new d imens ions to the abstract concepts of math and science.

O u r boats connec t to our site as natu-rally as r ivers connec t to the ocean - or a Mic roso f t p r o g r a m m e r connec ts to a double tall mocha .

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For 22 years, the hard-working Staff and Volunteers of The Center for Wooden Boats and hundreds of boat owners, skills demonstrators, craftspeople and boat

artisans have treated the Northwest to a Fourth of July pleasure as good as, if not better than fireworks: The Annual Lake Union Wooden Boat Festival. In just a bit

more than two decades, the Festival has gone from a trial run hatched up by a group of wooden boat nuts sitting around Dick and Colleen Wagner's kitchen table to a well-produced, award-winning cornucopia of maritime heritage delights. It is

an endeavor worth saluting - and we are glad to do so!

The Friends and Patrons of the 22nd Annual Lake Union Wooden Boat Festival All The King's Flags Seattle, WA

Ross Anderson and Mary Rothschild

Seattle, WA

Armchair Sailor Seattle, WA

Band Aid Music Lynnwood, WA

Pierce and Ann Brawner Mill Creek, WA

Caren Crandell Seattle, WA CWB Board of Trustees

Crosscut Hardwoods Seattle, WA

Crow's Nest Seattle, WA

Peter DeLaunay DeLaunay Communications Seattle, WA CWB Board of Trustees

Edensaw Woods Port Townsend, WA

David Erskine and Karen Braitmayer

Seattle, WA CWB Board of Trustees

David Erskine and Karen Braitmayer

Seattle, WA CWB Board of Trustees

Steve and Patsy Excell Seattle, WA CWB Board of Trustees

Steve and Patsy Excell Seattle, WA CWB Board of Trustees

Flounder Bay Boat Lumber Anacortes, WA

Doc Freeman's Seattle, WA

The Gang at 48° North Chuck, Rich, Michael, Karen, Jane, Nancy, Lynne Seattle, WA

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Ken Greff Mukilteo, WA CWB Board of Trustees

Hale's Ales Seattle, WA

Havorn Marine Survey & Shipwright School

Seattle, WA

Rich Haynie Insurance Inc. Seattle, WA

Griffin and Chip Hoins Issaquah, WA

Hvalsoe Boats Seattle, WA

Jubilee Boatworks Seattle, WA

Teri, Kelsey and Steve Kovach Federal Way, WA

Kristjanson Boat Works Seattle, WA

Samuel Johnson Portland, OR CWB Board of Trustees

Lake Union Mail Seattle, WA

Mark Lentini Seattle, WA

Marty Loken Seattle, WA CWB Board of Trustees

The Don McCune Library Woodinville, WA

Dave Mullens Seattle, WA CWB Board of Trustees

Jim and Sue Muri Kirkland, WA

Nautilus Gallery Seattle, WA

Northwest Outdoor Center Seattle, WA

Northwest Yacht Brokers Asso-ciation Seattle, WA

Dennis, Nola, Skyler and Sara Palmer

Seattle, WA

Keegan N. W. Perkins and parents

Seattle, WA

Tom Powers Seattle, WA

Ron and Lynn Render San Diego, CA

P.B. and Andy Rhines Seattle, WA

Scott Rohrer Mariner's General Insurance Seattle, WA

Judie Romeo Seattle, WA

Schattauer Sail Seattle, WA

Schooner Martha Foundation Robert d'Arcy

and Jo Ann O'Connor Des Moines, WA

Schwartz Brothers Restaurants Seattle, WA

Seattle Central Community College

Seattle, WA

Seattle Women's Sailing Association

Sea Stars Program Seattle, WA

Homer Smith Insurance Port Townsend, WA

Ron Snyder, Cathy Taggett and Nathan Ryweck

Seattle, WA CWB Board of Trustees

Sound Experience Port Townsend, WA

Sound Sails Port Townsend, WA

Teal Research Inc. Seattle, WA

The Terjeson Group and Iffrit Seattle, WA

Phil Thiel Seattle, WA

Port Townsend Sails Port Townsend, WA

Brion Toss Rigging Port Townsend, WA

Bill Van Vlack and Stephanie Kavanaugh

Seattle, WA CWB Board of Trustees

Dick, Colleen, David and Mike Wagner

Seattle, WA

Watch The Sky! Celtic Music With Spirit Edmonds, WA

Eunice Wardwell Seattle, WA

Rebecca Wittman Seattle, WA

Wooden Boat Festival Port Townsend, WA

The Wooden Boat Shop Seattle, WA

Puget Sound -What's

in a Name? by Colleen Wagner

Boaters, ferry riders, observers of Puget Sound: Did you ever wonder where that name "Puget" came f rom?

Puget - Peter Puget, that is - was a real person. He sailed into our inland Waters in a 96 ' British Royal Navy ship named Dis-covery - 10 guns, 130 men on board. The year was 1792, in the month of May, two centuries ago, and they were on a voyage of exploration.

That voyage put the Northwest on the maps of the world, where it had been a mere blob before. It produced a meticu-lous survey and excellent charts of the area from Monterey [California] to Cook Inlet [Alaska] - some of which were still in use as recently as the 1920s. And it left us with some of the best-known and most used local place names: Puget Sound, Mt. Rainier, Hood Canal, Whidbey and Vashon Islands, Port Townsend, Bell ingham. In fact, on Vancouver 's voyage, names were given to 75 geographic locations or topo-graphic features in our immediate area.

So who was the Puget of Puget Sound? Peter Puget 's career in the Royal Navy

began at age 12 when he entered officers ' training as a midshipman. It was rigorous training learning every aspect of a sailing vessel: navigation, rigging, seafaring ter-minology, latitude and longitude, gun and firing practice, diligence to duty and risk taking. He served on many ships and, in 1786, was assigned to the 70-gun Europa, under the command of Captain Vashon. It was aboard Europa that he met two good shipmates who would influence his future: Lt. George Vancouver, who had sailed with Capt. Cook on his last two voyages, and another midshipman, Joseph Baker.

Not long after, Lt. Vancouver, age 33, was chosen to be commander of a new Whitby Collier, the Discovery. Carefully selecting provisions, ship's boats and crew, he quickly requested Baker, Puget and a sailing master, Joseph Whidbey, join him on Discovery for a voyage of exploration to the Pac i f ic Nor thwes t to look for a Northwest Passage and to settle a land dis-pute with Spain.

In May, 1792, a year into the voyage, Discovery and the 45 ' escort ship, Chatham, reached our inland waters. The voyagers were greatly impressed with the natural beauty they found . See ing trees to the water ' s edge, Menzies , the botanist on board, named the Douglas fir (and many other trees, plants and wildflowers he came upon during the voyage). Baker was the first to see a great snow-covered mounta in , which Vancouver then named after him. SHAVINGS 4

They anchored near the southern tip of what we know as Bainbridge Island and went right to work. At three in the morn-ing, the creaking of tackle could be heard as Discovery's launch and cutter were low-ered into the water. Peter Puget was to lead a crew of 16 men on a survey of the lower sound with Whidbey in the cutter and Puget in the launch. Trade goods, water, navigation equipment, arms, ammu-nition and food were stowed under the thwarts. The "victuals" for the men were the ship's usual bill of fare, including dried peas, salt beef, ship biscuits, beans, por-table soup and, when the sun was over the yardarm, a little grog (one-third rum, two-thirds water) or maybe some spruce beer to ward off the evening chill.

At eight bells (4 a.m.), the two boats shoved off to survey and chart the lower sound and report any "Proceedings, Pro-ductions and Inhabitants not seen before." They rowed and sailed, stopping at 9 a.m. to build a campfire and cook their oatmeal mush. It was stop-go-row, measuring and recording and, when possible, taking a noon sight for latitude. The charts they made were rolled in oilskin for protection.

Their big meal of the day, dinner, was at 3 p.m. They beached the boats, built a driftwood fire and added to their staples w h a t e v e r f r e sh food they could f ind , sharpshooters taking to the woods, glean-ers to the vegetation and fishermen to the water. The resulting menu might include oysters, clams, crow or raven stew, a fish caught in their seine net and nettle greens.

After dinner, they continued rowing and surveying 'til dusk. They landed again, set up tents for the night, topped off a long day with grog and ship biscuits and re-tired about 9 or 10.

As they ate dinner one day, there was a tense meeting with a hostile group of na-tives bear ing bows and drawn arrows. Peter Puget had been ordered to keep the peace so he had his crew "ignore" the na-tives and continue their dinner. But, when more canoes arrived, he drew a line on the beach and fired a swivel gun (mounted on one of the boats) into the water. Sud-denly, the natives dropped their weapons and indicated they wanted to trade every-thing they had, including bows, furs and a hide garment, for a small piece of copper. Puget named the locale where this occurred Alarm Cove. Today it 's Joe 's Bay or Van

Chart reprinted from Peter Puget by Robert C. Wing with Gordon Newell, by

permission of the author

Geldern's Cove The "alarm" over, Puget and his crew

moved on through the southern sound -Pitt Passage, McNeil Island, Anderson Is-land, the Nisqua l ly River, Case Inlet , Pickering Passage, Totten Inlet, Squaxin Passage - and into Eld Inlet. They encoun-tered typical May weather , everyth ing from drenching rain, gusty winds, fog and cold days to scorching sun.

At Eld Inlet, which Puget named Friendly Cove, they were welcomed into a native village, an occasion enjoyed by all. In his report, Puget amusingly compared the native ladies with the ladies at home. While one group powered their hair, the other used dogfish oil and white down feathers for decoration and both groups wore face paint, he reported.

The next day, they explored and recorded Budd Inlet. Puget then concluded they had examined all major arms and found no Northwest Passage in the area as most

ended in mud bays. They were already three days overdue so they set sail at 1 p.m. with an outgoing tide; in 13 hours they were back at Discovery, still anchored off Bainbridge Island.

Greatly impressed with Lt. Puget 's re-port, Vancouver expressed his pleasure by noting in his journal, ". . . to commemo-rate Mr. Puget 's exertions in the south ex-tremity of this water, I have named it Puget 's Sound." (In common usage, Puget has even greater distinction than Vancouver intended as most refer to the entire sound, rather than just the southern portion, as Puget Sound.) Puget was always chosen by Vancouver as his representa t ive to "meet and greet" and proved a valued com-panion in many situations. In a short time, he was Commander Puget, promoted by Vancouver to lead the escort ship Chatham.

Discovery and Chatham moved slowly north. Surveying in the small ship's boats, charting and naming as they went, row-

ing hundreds of miles before they were through. Winters were spent in Hawai i with friendly natives and a welcome diet of fresh fruit and vegetables.

The exploration voyage lasted four-and-a-half years, a long time for people to be packed into small vessels, working long hours. But there were few problems be-cause Puget 's crew always appreciated his sense of humor and his strong sense of duty. The Chatham, with 53 on board at the start, came home without the loss of a single man; Discovery lost only six (two drowned, two jumped ship, one died of illness and one from poisoned clams), far below the norm for those days.

When they returned home in 1795, En-gland was at war with France. Puget and other crew members soon were transferred to ships of war. Little attention was given to Discovery and Chatham's voyage of exploration to the Pacific Northwest, both b e c a u s e of the war and b e c a u s e of Vancouver's political put-down by a mid-shipman of high social standing (whom Vancouver had punished and sent home early). Even so, the journey brought about outstanding scientif ic and geographical achievements, making it one of the most notable voyages in maritime history.

Peter Puget and Joseph Baker helped Vancouver's brother, John, finish the last 100 pages of Vancouver's six-volume jour-nal of the voyage as Vancouver died (at age 40) before he could finish it himself.

Puget 's first command during the war, Delphi, led a fleet of 13 munitions ships to Gibraltar. His next was Esther, a trans-port in a convoy of five ships bringing w o m e n , ch i ld ren and w o u n d e d f r o m Gibraltar back to England. A French frig-ate captured Esther when Puget offered it as a decoy so the other convoy ships could

scatter. After removing all armaments and supplies, the French captain made a pri-vate deal with Puget: for 100 Pounds he could keep his ship. Puget and his crew managed to scrape up 96 pounds, which the enemy captain accepted. Puget then regrouped the scattered boats, the convoy reached England safely and he won the great respect of the Admiralty. (The French captain was later found out and faced the firing squad.)

At 32, P u g e t m a r r i e d 2 0 - y e a r - o l d Hannah, daughter of an Army captain. They were married 23 years and had 11 children. Rising in the ranks, Puget became a Post Captain in charge of the troopship Van Tramp. Then, with a little family in-fluence, a Flag Captain on Temeraire, a 98-gun line battleship with 800 on board, fol-lowed by Barfleur, also 98 guns. Now life was very different: spacious quarters and excellent meals, guarded at night by armed Mar ines . N o w Puget gave the orders , granted promotions and extra rations of grog and ordered f loggings. Puget was well-respected by his men. He was always fair with them and always ready to fight for their justice and well-being.

Puget 's next two large ships were the Monarch and then the F o u d r o y a n t (Nelson's old ship), which proved to be unlucky for h im. W h e n he took over

Foudroyant half the crew was ill with fe-ver. Puget had to take them to a hospital ashore. Many died. When Foudroyant re-turned to sea, during a full Atlantic gale Puget was caught off balance and tossed over a rail to the gun deck. Badly injured, he was eventually brought home to recover under the care of his wife. It took more than a year, while he drew only half-pay. While laid up, he presented to the Admi-ralty a tactical plan to capture Ushant, a tiny French island, so the British could use it as a signal station. Another tactical plan Puget offered was to capture Valparaiso,

Chile, to control the gold and silver mines of Santiago. Although very interested, the Admiralty never acted on either of these plans.

Anxious to return to sea, Puget wrote let ter a f ter letter. Finally, orders came through to take command of Goliath and join Admiral Cambier ' s great fleet in the second battle to capture Copenhagen, Den-mark. Because of his tactical skills and daring nature, he was assigned to the first assault. He was 42 and still had youthful enthusiasm for close action. The battle was successfu l !

In 1809, Puget assisted with a very in-volved plan of Army General Sir Richard Strochan to capture Walcheron and Flush-ing in the Netherlands. With a successful outcome, Puget was made Commissioner of the Navy at Flushing. When the j ob ended in 1811, he was given an important new ass ignment : Commiss ione r of the Navy at Madras, India.

T h e responsibi l i t ies were enormous . They included setting up a complete new base in Ceylon, contracting materials, sup-plies and labor. Then, he also was given authority over Calcutta and Bombay, which meant much travel to all these places.

Puget rose to the challenge and, as he

was a man of high honor and strong sense of duty for his country, he worked long hours against red tape, excessive paper-work, petty politics and greedy colleagues. It was a seven-year battle of frustration against fraud and corruption that previous officials had allowed. His wife and their three youngest children joined him for four years; in 1816, they returned to England. At age 50, Puget requested a one-year leave as his health had started to deteriorate, probably due to the tropical climate. In-stead of granting leave, the Admiralty re-placed him and he returned to England. In 1821, at 56, Puget 's seniority brought him to the top of the Admiralty list and he was commissioned Rear Admiral of the Blue. Companion of the Bath was an additional honor.

Puget never did fully recover his health. He died in 1822, just a few days short of 57 years. Had his tactical plans been car-ried out, many believe he would have gone down in his tory as an equal of Lord Nelson. Nonetheless, he will always be remembered here on "Puget 's" Sound, both fo r his n a m e and for his surveys and charts. An honest, wel l - respected man with a strong sense of duty to his coun-try, his king and his family.

Puget Sound, a name to honor.

A 10' model of the Discovery will be on exhibit in the Armory Building during the Lake Union Wooden Boat Festival (you might even see Peter Puget there). The model will be part of the 5th Annual Ship Models Exhibit , sponsored by the Puget Sound Maritime Museum, whose goal is to create a permanent Puget Sound Maritime Museum in the Naval Reserve Building. You also can visit the other PSMM exhibit at Chandler's Cove daily, year-round.

Colleen Wagner has provided vision, lead-ership and programs in maritime heritage for 30 years. She is the co-founder of The Old Boathouse and The Center for Wooden Boats. She was manager of the Museum of Sea and Ships and events and education manager for Northwest Seaport. Colleen has designed exhibits for the Columbia River Maritime Museum and CWB. She served as a Board Member of Puget Sound Maritime Historical Society and raised funds for mu-seum planning through annual model ex-hibits, book sales and monthly raffles. Col-leen and Dick Wagner received Mystic Seaport's 1995 W. P. Stevens Award for those "who have made a significant, lasting con-tribution to American boating."

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Those Who Go Down to the Sea in Ships Behold the Wonders of [Sailor] Nature

A Study of Character-building and the Sea by Chas. Dowd

. . . enjoying the golden glow of a mag-nificent sunset and watching a mixed youth group and their counselors setting up a beach camp. Several aluminum canoes of a type much favored by such youth groups for their complete indestructibility were pulled up on the sand nearby. One of the campers, a teenage boy, walked over to one of the canoes and prepared to launch it. Archer sat forward with growing interest.

"Ah ha," he said, "we ' re about to see some character-building."

The camper slipped his canoe easily into the water. Erect in the stern, looking ev-ery inch a modern Leathers tocking, he began to paddle through the auriferous twilight. His fourth stroke banged on the gunwale. So did his eighth, his tenth, elev-enth and thirteenth. The sound of each tiny inept touch was magnif ied by the reso-nance of 16 feet of tuned aluminum.

"Imagine his mental state at this minute," explained Archer. "Everybody - including the girl with the braces whom he is trying to impress - is watching. Cursed with the overlarge feet and acne of adolescence, our modern day Natty Bumpo is now learn-ing that even props are no help. Only time cures being a teenager."

Indeed, the Noble Savage had reverted to a 13-year-old boy floundering across a small bay with all the charm of a garbage truck in the compact-and-crush cycle. Had he been trying to sneak up on any wildlife, he would have made a better job of it crawling across a loose stack of iron skillets.

"I often consider tin canoes to be the pe r fec t C a t c h - 2 2 , " said Archer . " T h e minute you can paddle one across a bay without banging the gunwale, you gradu-ate to a non-metallic model where such errors are so unobtrusive as to be unde-tectable. Learning to accept that additional irony puts the final polish on character."

"There 's nothing like boats for giving one chances to develop character," he con-SHAVINGS 6

tinued, pouring from the thermos. "I re-member when I was one of four aspiring sailors cruising with Mr. McCartney. Mr. McCartney was an important name in mari-t ime circles and his r ecommenda t ions translated into summer work on seiners, excu r s ion boa t s and s o m e t i m e s even Washington State ferries. My dad knew no th ing about the sea, but he was an apostle of work in any season. Hence my cruise.

"Under Mr. McCartney 's watchful eye, we had sailed his big ketch as far north as Princess Louisa Inlet, a place of such vast natural beauty that even four teenage boys noticed. As we turned the last corner, we came upon the Flying Scot at anchor. She was the family yacht of a famous tug, barge and drydock owner, known around P u g e t S o u n d as J a k e Sen io r . Mr . McCartney was delighted.

" 'This is a wonderful opportunity if any of you are serious about following the sea,' he told us. ' " J a k e Senior has been my mentor since the '40s . I work on port business with Jake Junior every week. I am godfather to Jake III and have been almost a second father to him since his birth. After chow, I will introduce all of you to Jake Senior. If you make a good impression, he can do you a lot of good.'

"Dressed in our seagoing best, we all piled into the small cutter and rowed Mr. McCartney over. We were met at the gang-way by a quietly deferential but uneasy steward who told Mr. McCartney sotto voce that 'Mr. Jake was in the saloon.'

"Mr. McCartney walked promptly down the passageway with the four of us in tow and flung the door open heartily. There, seated at the head of the table was not Jake Senior, or even Jake Junior, but Jake III, Mr. McCartney's godson. Seated with him were three women.

"Jake III was holding the hand of a very dramatic-looking woman in a white ma-

rabou-trimmed peignoir worn over an out-fit my Grandma Lottie would have said 'wouldn ' t make a wrasslin' jacket for a pissant.' The other two ladies were equally dramatic-looking and similarly clad and, in any other circumstance, I would have stared at them unabashed.

"But I was far more interested in Jake I l l ' s face. It was like watching a man hanged, except that it d idn ' t stop. The blood didn' t just drain out of his face, it drained into the bilges and out through s o m e pa t en t ed o n e - w a y va lve in the garboard of the Flying Scot and down some 80 feet to the bottom of the inlet. If it could have drained to China, it would have gone there.

" ' I came aboard to use your ship-to-shore,' said Mr. McCartney coldly. 'I need to ring up Jake Senior.' He turned to us. 'You fellows row back to the boat. I think young Jake can provide a launch for me later.'

"Young Jake could only nod. He was the color of the dramatic-looking lady's marabou feathers and mute as a flounder. I c a l c u l a t e d tha t , b e t w e e n Mr. McCartney's presence and the soon-to-be-invoked voice of Jake Senior, a fair bit of character-building was going to be done

-aboard the Flying Scot that night." .... "Character-building is one thing," said

O'Rourke, "but I enjoy the sea's capabil-ity to reveal, rather than shape character. Take Wembly, for example."

We sat quietly for a moment and medi-tated upon Wembly. Wembly ached for the sea. His dream was the dream of early morn-ing sailings from deserted anchorages, of sunsets like spilled blood in the west or of a kicking helm in a wilderness of gray seas. But this dream needs a boat, and boats are quite another dream completely.

Wembly ' s first boat was a backyard builder's project. Looking through the dis-torting glasses of his desire, Wembly saw the potential for bright varnish, gleaming brass and white sculptured sails, where others saw nothing more than a plywood sloop of a certain age.

He took his first sail on a brisk autumn weekend. While reaching happily across the Sound, as he recounted later, "the tiller

went all loose." The blade of the rudder had twisted off .

Wembly floundered around in the saloon and managed to bring up the dinette table top for a jury rudder. Then, two tacks later, the starboard sheet winch pulled free of its mountings and dove overboard into 400 feet of water. As night fell, Wembly made it into a little harbor and dropped anchor, only to find that his foredeck planking had opened up like a fan and that his sleeping bag was soaked.

When someone asked him how he en-joyed his maiden voyage, Wembly said it was "as much fun as standing in a cold shower in front of an electric fan tearing up $20 bills."

Deciding that maybe an old wooden boat was not the way to start, Wembly then acquired a brand new fiberglass sloop, right off the assembly line. He had several happy cruises in Wembly's Dream II before some-one remarked to him that his "stays looked remarkably slack." He tightened them care-fully, only to find them slack again in a couple of days. Subsequent readjustments brought his turnbuckles chock-a-block and still the problem persisted.

Wembly was sailing back to the dealer to discuss the problem with him when the boat sank. The surveyor from the salvage company found that during manufacture, someone, bemused no doubt by the fumes of styrene, neglected to reinforce the mast step. Wembly had tightened his mast right through his keel.

Finally came a solid little inboard. No mas t s , no w i n c h e s and a b r and new foredeck. Wembly and his boat arrived at the launch ramp just as a fisherman in the adjoining lane made a final effort to get his Zodiac waterborne. This hapless Nimrod must have been futilely shoving and tug-ging at his recalcitrant inflatable for quite a while before he got the idea of lowering his outboard and running it in full reverse while he put his shoulder under the bow.

T h e combinat ion worked beyond the f isherman's wildest dream. The inflatable suddenly shot into the water and he fell face-first off his trailer into the water, drop-ping the painter. The Zodiac spun around twice at high speed and hit the launch lane

finger pier. Bounding elastically into the air, it landed in the cockpit of Wembly 's boat. By the time the outboard's bearings seized, its p rope l l e r had g n a w e d th rough the topsides, keel and a great deal of the rest of Wembly's Dream III. The insurance ad-juster said it was the first time he had pro-cessed a claim for a powered collision between two boats on dry land.

" S o W e m b l y l e f t the s e a , " sa id O ' R o u r k e , "but the sea did not leave Wembly. Like some sort of literary Flying Dutchman, he embarked on an endless voyage through nautical literature. He stud-ied the evolution of various fisheries, fish-ing boat types and fish cookery. He learned how to splice, tie complicated knots and make up a tangle-free coil.

"He would sit on the wharf next to the marina and mend canvas for those of his friends more successful with boats. Smok-ing Navy-cut shag in a large pipe, his

darned and mended watch cap tipped to one side, he looked somewhat saltier than Ahab, Tourists often asked if they could take his picture.

"At the last, the sea taught Wembly that, though he couldn' t become even a mod-erately good sailor, he was destined from birth to be one of the world's truly great ex-sailors."

And if ever there was someone destined from birth to be master of the written word, it is Chas. Dowd. Rower and raconteur, editor and expeditioner, his eloquence, humor and style graced the pages of Shav-ings for some years. And nearly a decade ago, he used those talents to create the CWB "Hands-on History" brochure that we still distribute by the thousands each year. We're pleased to have him back.

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Of Fish and Ships

Recollections of a Danish Shipwright and Boatbuilder by Bent Thygesen

On the east coast of the island of Fyn in the country of Denmark there is a small tourist, commute r and re t i rement town named Kerteminde which has a popula-tion of 5,000.

Kerteminde is my hometown where I learned to build a variety of small and large solid-wood boats by eye and from plans in one of two local boatyards. At the local technical school, which I attended as part of my apprent iceship, I also learned to design boats.

Adolf Nielsen was the master who trained me. In Denmark a master is a craftsman who has served an apprenticeship in his chosen trade, who has become a journey-man, who has worked in a number of dif-ferent shops as a journeyman to gain addi-tional work experience and who has then set up his own business and begun to hire journeymen and train apprentices.

From the middle of the 1920s, when he started his business, until 1951, Adolf built 98 fishing boats, including many ocean-going trawlers ranging in length from 32' to 40 ' . During the period of my four-year apprenticeship he built 12 of those with a crew of two apprentices and from two to four journeymen. They were all carvel-built, but he also built many lapstrake boats. A few of those were small rowboats, such as dinghies, skiffs and prams, but most were larger double-ended power boats built for use in the trap fishery. The small boats were built f rom larch with steam-bent ash ribs. The larger lapstrake boats also were built from larch but they had sawn oak f rames, which were fitted to the planks after the planking was completed. A so-called "'snake" (a flexible tool that consists of a number of short pieces of thin strap iron or wood riveted together at the ends) was bent against the inside of the planking to get the shape of the frames and it was used as a pattern for marking the frames before they were cut out on the bandsaw. The carvel-built trawlers also had sawn oak frames, which were assembled on the lofting floor, but the planking was differ-ent. Beech was used below the waterline because it is rot-resistant but oak was used above the waterline.

Adolf trained eight apprentices. A four-year apprenticeship was typical in those days. I was an apprentice from 1939 to 1943 when Kerteminde had 3,000 inhabit-ants and commercial fishing was an im-portant local industry. It no longer is. With the decline in fish populations, there are few f ishermen and no boatyards left in town.

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As former fishermen have left town to find other jobs, their houses have been bought by commuters who work in the large city of Odense 12 miles inland or by retired people who are attracted by the small-town character and its pleasant lo-cation by the f jord and the beaches. Some commercial developments have also taken place. Where as a boy I used to swim from one of the beaches, there is now a marina with space for about 200 boats, which come from several European countries and occasionally,from the United States. And where freighters used to dock and small-scale fishermen pulled up their boats and worked on their nets and hooks, there is now a saltwater aquarium which is a great tourist attraction.

The father of one of Adolf ' s apprentices was a teacher. But that was exceptional. Most apprentices came from fishing or w o r k i n g - c l a s s f a m i l i e s , no t j u s t in Kerteminde but in the country as a whole. It was not unusual for boys to follow in their fathers ' footsteps but in Kerteminde only one of the apprentices had a father who had been a shipwright - and he had become a fisherman even before his son was born. But he did all the repair that needed to be done on his own boat which, by the way, was the second boat Adolf built.

I am also the son of a fisherman and, like most Danish boys in those days, I left school at the age of 14 after completing the required seven years of basic educa-tion, which included no mathematics and only a very superficial level of science. It was not until I entered the technical school

that I learned enough algebra and geom-etry to be able to do the work projects required of apprentices at different levels of their training.

I said earlier that I learned to design boats at the technical school. I did, but not from any of my teachers. My drafting teacher was a carpentry master who knew a lot about house design but nothing about boats. I taught myself boat design f rom books that Adolf offered me the use of and which I read in my drafting classes.

Adolf was good at passing on his knowl-edge of the practical sides of boatbuilding and he designed most of the boats he built. He instructed his apprentices in lofting but not in the designing of boats. But he al-lowed me to copy one of his designs at the school. The combinat ion of taking measurements from his design and follow-ing the design instructions in his books gave me the fundamentals of boat design, which laid the foundation for my own later designs. I consider myself lucky to have had Adolf for my master.

The minimum school requirement is now 10 years of attendance rather than seven and apprentices no longer attend technical school after hours as I did. Their appren-ticeships alternate between periods of on-the-job training and attendance at a cen-tral technical boarding school for the du-ration of their apprenticeships. In Den-mark, a country of five million people, there is only one school for boatbuilding appren-tices, but the school has good teachers and the g r a d u a t e s a re w e l l - g r o u n d e d in boatbuilding and related subjects.

An apprenticeship begins with the ne-

gotiation and signing of a contract by the master and a parent or guardian of the boy if he is a minor. It is rare for an individual to become an apprentice at the age of 18 or older; in such a case the apprentice him-self negotiates and signs the contract.

The contract specifies the duration of the apprenticeship and the pay and work hours of the apprentice. It also contains clauses that make it mandatory for the master to pay for the apprentice's educa-tion and supplies at the technical school and it sets up conditions for the termina-tion of the contract. In my day, the first three months of the apprenticeship were considered a trial period during which ei-ther the master or the representative of the apprentice could terminate the contract without penalty. Thereafter, both the mas-ter and the apprentice were obligated to honor the terms of the contract . If the master did not release the apprentice within the trial period and the apprentice later failed the journeyman ' s test, the master could be required to retrain the apprentice at the journeyman's wage until he could pass the test. I know of one such case in which the master had to pay the apprentice the journeyman 's wage for six months. At the end of that period, the apprentice passed the test. If an apprentice broke the con-tract, he could be made to reimburse the master for his expenses for wages and schooling, but I am not aware that that has ever happened. The master seems to have been happy just to be rid of the boy.

To avoid conflicts, some masters hired boys as "working boys" without a con-tract to check the boys out for a certain period before they negotiated the appren-ticeship contract. That meant, of course, that the start of the apprenticeship would be delayed, but the practice gave the mas-ters some extra time and protection in du-bious cases.

According to my contract, which Adolf and my father negotiated and signed, I was to be paid 5, 7, 10 and 12 kroner a week respectively for the four years of my ap-p r e n t i c e s h i p . T h o s e a m o u n t s are the equivalent of. $1, $1.38, $2 and $2.40. I was to work 48 hours a week or eight hours a day for six days, which was cus-tomary then. Adolf paid my school ex-penses and I was required to attend the technical school for two hours, five eve-

Boats under construction in Nielsen's yard, ca. 1925, Note the lofting floor in

the foreground. - photographer unknown

Kerteminde harbor with many of Adolf Nielsen's boats. - photo by Bent Thygesen

nings a week during the winter months (November through March) each year.

The project that a boatbuilding appren-tice is required to complete to become a journeyman depends on the stage of a boat under construction at the time he has com-pleted his training. It consists of two parts: drawing a plan for the project and making it.

The finished product and the plan are judged for consistency, accuracy and pro-fessional execution by three judges: the apprentice's master, another master, and a representat ive from the boatbui lders ' union.

My project was a companionway on a 40' trawler.

Since 1942, Danish boatbuilding appren-tices have been supported and represented by the boatbuilders ' union-through mem-bership in the apprentice association. One significant benefit of this membership is the right to unemployment compensation through the union in the transitional pe-riod between apprenticeship and first em-ployment as a j o u r n e y m a n . Once em-ployed, the journeyman must leave the apprentice association and he is then ex-pected to join the union. He is not required to do so, there are non-union shops in Denmark. But if he doesn ' t join, he would find it difficult to find a job; if he loses it, he would not have any union support to find another.

The union regulates the j ob market in most workplaces. A member can inquire about job openings in a shop, but he can-not start work there in the absence of approval f rom the union. Unless the union has a confl ic t with the shop, he should have no difficulty getting clearance to start work. But if he starts work with-out clearance, whether there is a conflict or not, he will be fined for having broken the union rules. In my day, the fine was the equivalent of half a week's wages.

In one case, I nearly got fined for fail-ure to notify the union of a three-week delay in arriving to begin work at a new place. But, because I had initially obtained union a p p r o v a l to work the re , I w a s merely given a stern lecture with an ad-monition not to repeat my mistake.

Among his journeymen, a master may have a master journeyman who can fill in for him when he is away and who can operate the shop to allow him to concen-trate on public relations. In those situa-tions, the master journeyman is also in charge of training the apprentices. His position, while not exalted, is prestigious. He is paid more than the regular hourly wage in recognition of his responsibilities, but, in relation to his fellow journeymen, he is essentially the first among equals.

In my experience, the apprentices ad-dressed the journeymen and the master by the formal De, the journeymen by their last name and the master by his title. They in turn were addressed by the master and the journeymen by the familiar du and their first name.

The rules of address that I knew prob-ably do not exist today, for the Danish society has become much more informal during the past 30 years. In 1968, the mem-bers of the Danish Par l iament issued a statement inviting the citizens to address them by du.

Boatbui lders have r i tuals . S o m e are unique to boatbuilders, others are shared by the fishermen who buy the boats the boatbuilders build.

Junior apprentices were the objects of ribald jokes and they might be sent to a different shop to pick up impossible tools such as "plank stretchers." And when they returned with a closed box filled with junk,

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Apprentice lb Hillerup Jorgensen posed for the unknown photographer who recorded this 38' fishing boat under construction in Nielsen's yard in the late '30s. The massive fishing boat is a marked contrast to the graceful cradle boats that

author Bent Thygesen builds nowadays.

Here There Be Pirates? (excerpted from The Last Voyage of the Lizzie K.)

By Steve Osborn (When we sent out the call for contribu-

tors to the 1998 Festival issue of Shav-ings, Steve Osborn reached into his seabag of maritime experiences and came up with this piece. About 10 years ago, Steve sailed

from San Francisco to Singapore as mate on a 54' gaff-rigged schooner. The skip-per was the former owner, who had sold the boat on the condition that it be deliv-ered to Singapore. The new owner changed the name; thus, the title of the larger work from which this is excerpted: The Last Voyage of the Lizzie K. The owner also re -rigged the schooner in traditional clipper manner, including a yard on the foremast. Osborn returned to Singapore to head up the re-rigging p r o j e c t . The vessel, now the Borja, today sails in the fabled waters of the East Indies.)

16 January Eleven days out of Palau, we raised the

Philippines. The Skipper had sent all his own charts home, be fore we left, af ter having parts Xeroxed on standard paper. Unfortunately, the clerk that copied the charts was a landsman who only tried to get as much as he could on each sheet of paper, so we had no latitude or longitude; reef passes and landmarks were left out. We navigated Palau f rom a tourist bro-chure. During a gale Off San Francisco, we shipped one sea straight into the chart locker and the Xeroxed sheets turned to mush. We had one small-scale chart of the Eastern Pacif ic and one of the Western Pacific. The entire Philippine archipelago was about the size of one's thumb.

The passage through Surigao Strait was picturesque. Small villages, just clusters of palm huts, sat on the shore closely b a c k e d by j u n g l e . E a c h had a f e w trimarans pulled up on the beach and nets drying in the sun. In the middle of many villages stood a large, impressive, Catho-lic church, an incongruity in the midst of the surrounding poverty.

One slightly comical problem lay before us. We were now in Philippine waters. That required a courtesy flag. We had one, but no one on board could remember which way was up. The flag is symmetrical, but the fly is divided into red and blue. Which went up? Flying it upside down could re-sult in a diplomatic insult, arrest and con-fiscation of the schooner, especially con-sidering the opinion Americans were held in down in that part of the world. We fi-nally settled on blue up, for the sky is blue. By chance, we were right. Saved again!

We swung north, skir t ing Leyte and numerous net fishermen. We passed many of them close aboard and we smiled and waved. All we received in return were stony stares. This seemed odd because even the Red Chinese fishing boats in Palau responded with smiles and waves. When we cleared Bahul Island, we turned west again, motorsailing into the setting sun. As night fell, the Skipper ordered the engine shut down.

We drifted all night, sails furled, watch-ing out for the occasional coastal steamer and hoping not to drift into the nets strung on poles amongst the coral reefs. In the

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darkness, we could see the loom of Cebu, but not the unlighted channel marks.

Finally, dawn broke with its usual tropic suddenness. The Skipper came on deck, looked about and said, "Start the engine."

We found our way into the channel be-tween Maktan Island and Cebu, fascinated by our first close-up view of life in the Philippines, In those islands, life is still lived, to a large part, under sail and paddle. We finally passed under a large bridge and anchored off Cebu City. The new owner was standing on the quay watching as we dropped the hook - our fourth stop since leaving San Francisco three months be-fore.

The new owner came aboard, greeted the Skipper and his lady and they all headed for town.

"Keep someone on deck at all times," said the new owner, "These guys can strip a boat in minutes and the crew sleeping below won ' t even know it until they come on deck in the morning."

We drew lots and the bosun got the first harbor watch. One aboard on deck and the rest of the c rew ashore . T h e new owner had rented a couple of rooms in a hotel, so the crew could have a shower and down a few San Miguels. ("Remem-ber the name . You ' l l never forget the taste.") The Filipino jitneys are just as col-orful and wild as the pictures. They rely mainly on the horn and the gas pedal. It is a loss of machismo to hit the brakes, ex-cept to pick up a passenger.

Back on board, the watchstander paced the deck in the darkness. A look over the stern revealed a man fishing in a small dugout. Walk forward and stop to sit on the bitts. Three men fishing in a small boat, right under the bowsprit. After a short star-ing contest, they moved off into the chan-nel. A few more turns around the deck and another boatload under the bowsprit.

This went on until daylight, when all the boats moved off.

The next day was make and mend and provisioning. The night was a repeat of the night before.

On the 18th, our departure day, we were treated to a colorful festival celebrating Magellan's discovery of the islands. Over-loaded boats of all descriptions paraded the channel, each with its own band aboard, playing the same song. Ashore, a huge crane had been hoisted into position with a basket about six feet across lashed to the top. At the height of the boat parade, the basket suddenly e rupted into f i re-works! Hundreds of rockets streaking just past our masthead. That was the signal for a replay of the invasion of Leyte. We were surprised that this was all done in daylight. At night, it really would have been spectacular.

The new owner, the Skipper and his fam-ily came aboard and we weighed anchor at 1500. There was enough wind to sail away from the anchorage so we began our final leg under sail.

Much of the on-deck discuss ion re-volved around the pirates of the Palawan area. When we transited the Balabac Strait, we would pass just south of the island. The South-East Asian Times had an ar-ticle by some French journalists who had accompanied a pirate raid. The stories we heard in Cebu were that the pirates would overhaul a fishing boat, strip the boat of everything of value, torture and drown the crew (a favorite ploy being to chop off their hands, then shove them in to sink or swim) and then sink the boat.

The French journalists had taken pic-tures of the raids. The pirates all were wearing ski masks. The looks on the faces of the fishermen were abject terror and resignation as they cowered in the bottom of their boats with their hands raised in

supplication. They were stripped of ev-erything of value, even their clothes, The boats were stripped of every fitting, then the hulks were set adrift in the Sulu Sea with their human cargo, to perish of sun and thirst unless another boat passed.

"No one was killed while we were on board," wrote the journalists.

"Of course not," said our crew, "Those people aren ' t dummies , but guess what happens when there are no journal is ts . There are no witnesses left."

The wind dropped and the sea turned to glass. We powered on. About 1730, we were surrounded by a pod of false killer wha les that paced us for a t ime, then veered off.

The new owner brought charts of our destination, but it never dawned on him that we were navigating the Philippines on a thumbnail. Our navigation was mainly by GPS, with the radar to keep us from hitting anything sizeable. In the evening, we passed the mouth of Tanon Strait, leav-ing Cebu behind and Negros Island to star-board. There were strong currents setting us off our rhumb line to the next waypoint, but the radar image put us in the navigable channel so we carried on.

A light showed on the horizon. At first it looked like a masthead light or a star but, as it rose higher, it was obviously a lighthouse perched on the top of a small island. The small island (Apo Island) was no t on our c h a r t . T h e r a d a r s h o w e d Negros to starboard, Sikijor off the port bow and a small island dead ahead. A set of running lights between Negros and the island showed a deep water channel. Per standing orders, called the skipper. He got up and sat at the chart table, read-ing the pilot. He wouldn ' t come up and look. I sketched the island and drew the radar picture, indicating the channel, and took it down to him. He still wouldn't look.

Finally, he said to turn 180°, steam back to the last waypoint and then, correcting for current, proceed to the next waypoint. Then he went back to bed, still without looking. That cost us about eight hours.

In the morning, we were in the Sulu Sea, far f rom sight of land. Occasionally, we would see a golden sea snake sunning it-self on the surface. As we passed, they dived and disappeared. There was little wind, so mostly we stretched the iron top-sail. Occasionally, we would get a breeze and sometimes could talk the Skipper into shutting down the engine for a bit, but mainly we motorsailed.

Nighttime in the Sulu Sea, southeast of Palawan. A radar target appears off the starboard beam. It slowly closes with us, dropping astern until it hovers off our star-board quarter. Usually, a boat will show

up, pass astern or ahead of us and on over the horizon. This one stays, one mile off the starboard quarter, one hour, two hours. Change of watch and the bosun elects to stay on deck until something happens with the invisible stranger, hovering, jus t an anonymous blip on the radar screen, one mile off the starboard quarter. Just before dawn, the blip moves off. By daylight, only an old schooner with a sleepy crew in-habits that part of the Sulu Sea. Pirate? Honest fisherman? Coincidence? We decided we looked either too big - or too poor - to be worth hitting.

F r o m then on , only r o u t i n e t r a f f i c showed up, day or night. A couple of nights later, we passed through Balabac Pass and into the South China Sea with only a thousand miles to go ... . but that 's another story.

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This is the Six Metre, Hecate, newest addition to CWB's collection and already a crowd-pleaser.: Among those who got a chance to sail this graceful beauty in her first

week at CWB were (left to right) Dick Wagner, Bob Perkins, Vern Velez and Bill Drohan. Hecate came to CWB through the generous donation of Anne Lichtenwalner

and Rik Langendoen. - photo by Judie Romeo

Night Run and Dawn Gun on Old Caribbee

by George Galpin Mention sailboat racing to anyone and

you'll probably either be greeted with en-thusiasm or you'll get a sneer or a shrug and a comment about racing being just for those guys with the high-tech plastic boats. Not so, says CWB Life Member George Galpin, whose wooden classic, Caribbee, is well known on the Northwest sailboat racing circuit.

It's late Friday afternoon, and I 'm drag-ging myself down the full length of B Dock about an hour and twenty minutes before the first gun. Somebody had this great idea about making Point Lip Lip a night race, and here I am dead beat from a long week, facing an all-night sail. Crazy.

I 'm first on board and plop down on the deck just forward of the mast for a short snooze in the warm sun. U p aloft the windex shows a southerly and the an-emometer we don ' t have would be turn-ing lazily around showing all of a knot or two. Roy Dunbar, my tactician and sail tr immer - and, truthfully, the one guy on the boat who really knows what he's do-ing - shows up about five minutes later looking about how I feel.

It 's not long before we are laughing -we are both already tuckered out and, on top of that, we are supposed to "sail" a heavy 60-year-old woodie all night in no wind. Wonderful! Can hardly wait! Well, maybe I can. Gimme another five minutes with my hat pulled down over my eyes. Fixin' to get ready can be hard work.

There 's probably 5 knots of wind out at the starting line and the Protection Island boats get away well under spinnakers, tak-ing practically the last zephyr up the course with them. It takes us about three minutes af ter the gun for our start to cover the spitting distance between us and the line. Over and over again, the chute goes up,

fills and collapses. Now and then we break out of the drift mode and show a single knot of speed, but mostly we are just riding with the ebb. After three hours of this, we are abeam of Kingston, at the tail end of the fleet and out of jokes.

It's not quite as bad as it sounds. The plastic boats with fancy sails don ' t drift any faster than we do and are less than a half-mile ahead. And, as the sun drops over the Olympics, our interest in racing revives as we watch the spinnakers coming down on boats ahead and then see them heeling over nicely in a fresh new northerly breeze. The drifter goes up and Caribbee finally begins to move.

Twenty minutes later we change to the #1, but not without tearing the drifter on the upper spreader while trying to take it down. We are used to torn sails - all our head sails are old and they give up from time to time; we don' t help the cause with our occasional mistakes. We buy the best oldies we can find, use them up and then go stuff a dumpster.

Back on the race course, the running lights are coming on and we are all putting on our woollies. Caribbee is doing a solid six and the wind is rising as we start work-ing our way through the back of the fleet. Darkness finally closes in about a mile south of Point No Point and most of the

fleet disappears. Rather strange and unex-pected. With all the boats out with us, you would think you would see them all around but I can find only a handful.

Point N o Point comes abeam and then falls rapidly astern. Caribbee is really mov-ing now - 58,000 pounds, rail down, close to the upper limit of the # 1. We hardly feel the light chop. Perfect! I trade the helm off to Roy and retrieve my brown bag supper from below. Back on deck it's black out, really black, except for the faint glow

from Caribbee's ancient 7" Kelvin White and the foaming water just under the run-ning lights. A much smaller boat is not far ahead and I watch with interest her pitch-ing progress. We go by like an express train passing the local freight. The fleet has spread out and we might as well be all alone.

Now I 'm thinking: What a great idea to race at night! I 've always liked the night watches on an ocean passage best and I 'm reminded of my last night sail, heading south along the New Zealand coast. They have lighthouses! Awesome big ones that reach well out to sea, real sailors' friends. The Southern Cross hangs half-way up the headstay and the whole bow of the boat lights up when you plunge into a wave . Je l lyf i sh the size of c l a s s room globes glow in your wake; the little ones come back at you like tracer bullets in the spray. Porpoises come and go, long cylin-ders of light.

We have nothing so exciting here. Hardly a star to be seen, just our own very mod-est navigation aids and water that 's almost as dark as the night. Still, it's exhilarating - the air smells great and the sounds of wind and water rushing by as Caribbee plows her way to weather become an in-toxicating symphony.

Down below a mini-comedy is taking place. A handful of the crew is clustered around the centerboard trunk, jabbering at each other and madly pressing buttons on a couple of handheld GPS. Lots of frowns and head scratching. I have some interest since it would be nice if those little things really worked. I suspect the problem is in all the head scratching; then again, the one I had on the Kiwi coast was two hours getting a signal, which is why I remember the lighthouses so well.

In any event, I 'm relying on a handful

of carefully-measured bearings, done the evening before the race. Just as well, since the crew gives up. We are going to find the mark the old way.

On port tack we are approaching the bearing angle from the mid-channel buoy and have been steadily closing on a boat about a hundred yards ahead. I 'm expect-ing him to tack for the mark - hoping, of course , he knows where it is. But he doesn ' t tack. Where the hell is he going? What is he doing? All of us are puzzled and growing concerned. As we close the bearing it suddenly hits me: the boat ahead is long course! Wow! They were way ahead! We tack.

But, now it's show time - we are headed for the beach. It's a black void ahead, a very close reach and a full 9 knots! 120, 110, 100; the depth sounder is counting down and my pulse rate is counting up. The mark is supposed to be in 60 feet of water.

Three or four of the crew are in the bow with a light but are not using it in the ex-citement. I can ' t believe it. No time for yelling. 90 and still nine knots. I can just make out the outline of trees. 85. Suddenly, there's a light ahead shining on the sails of a boat I hadn' t even seen. And in the wa-ter next to the boat is the mark. The yacht club has been checking the roundings from a boat anchored nearby. Immediate relief, but still high tension. We 've got a chute to set; we 've never done it at night and only rarely in the day in a breeze like this. We are around the mark in a short couple of minutes. It's midnight and the tide is just turning to flood. Amazing.

Roy supervises a very cautious set, and a small cheer goes up from the foredeck. I feel a surge of power through the helm as the chute begins to pull. Almost imme-diately we are on the edge of hull speed

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A typical fore and aft view from the decks of the Caribbee during a race. Few boats up ahead and lots behind. (To prove it, the photo on the left was taken during the first Tri-Point Series race this year, while the one on the right is from the Blakely Rock Benefit Regatta.

with a huge stern wave and Caribbee has turned into a squirrel. Just like the old timer who sailed with Carleton Mitchell had said. The helm is a job-and-a-half, even after choking the chute down by running the cars forward. But at least we know where we are going! The tension on board has dissolved and there is a lot of chatter and laughter. Then, intense interest in the dis-lant s i lhouet tes of four or f ive chutes ahead. The chase in on!

A half-hour later the breeze is starting to taper off and Caribbee is back to an easy ride at something over 7 knots. We catch two boats and overtake a third near Point No Point. By Apple Point we have drawn close to another, but the wind is steadily dropping. We have six knots and fading and the boat ahead is starting to slip away. From well astern something light (I think an Olson 30) closes with us rap-idly and slides by at a much higher angle of attack. He challenges the boat ahead and they're in their own personal race; they leave us, heading way over to the east shore, south of Point Wells. Roy watches them a moment and I hear him wondering out loud what they are doing. We 've sailed enough races for me to know that means they are probably making a mistake.

The last mile or so seems very slow at 3.5 - 4 knots. W e ' v e come all the way right down the middle, with the wind shift-ing right along with us. No need for even a single jibe. Somebody way ahead has al-ready finished but behind us is a small army of little red and green eyes, gradually get-ting closer. We are alone as we near the line. The Olsons, or whatever they were, are toast on the other side of M e a d o w Point. Dawn and a near calm come within the hour, but I 'm stretched out on a pile of sail bags with a hat back over my eyes.

If you own an old classic why not come out and jo in us? We race the Corinthian Yacht Club's Center Sound Series, Seattle Yacht Club's Trio-Point Series and some of the Sloop Tavern Yacht Club's events. Most of these are full day races and, if nothing else, get you out on the water for a great day of sailing.

If a half-dozen or more of us enter any of these races we could have our own di-vision, create a classic class within a regu-lar PHRF (Performance Handicap Racing Fleet) event. We would be racing prima-rily ourselves but would also be compet-ing against the fleet overall and, now and then, we will have a good day.

If your sails are old and tired you don ' t have to get new ones made to greatly im-prove your boat 's performance. Keep the old ones as spares and try used sail lofts like Bacon & Associates in Annapolis or the Sail Exchange in Newport Beach. They carry large inventories of sails, some of which are nearly new in quality. And they are mostly dacron, just what we, want. You will find the prices reasonable and the qual-ity descriptions, at least in my experience, quite accurate. Have the sail shipped di-rectly to a local Soft for inspection and any needed modifications.

I have bought six used sails so far and have found them a great way to broaden Caribbee's inventory. Spinnakers, in par-ticular, are plentiful and cheap, even if the cut is old. If you sail over your chute and destroy it with your keel (we did that once) or blow it out in a breeze, you can replace it quickly with a phone call and suffer only a small hole in the pocket. You can afford to learn and make mistakes. Our early sail buys are now our backups ( " c ru i s ing sails") and, before too long, will no doubt be part of a landfill. But, at least, they will be used up. Old sails are, well, old. So, don ' t expect miracles - just a good deal.

One thing racing will do, besides improve

your sailing skills, is find the weak points in your boat. Your running gear and rig-ging need to be in decent shape and any hardware securely fastened. Every time the wind blows hard we raise a few screws on the genoa track ( I 'm talking seven-inchers!), so I know I have bulwarks and cap rails yet to replace. One race we even almost pulled a turning block off the deck - three of five bolts with washers almost completely out. Now we have metal plates below.

For those who still don ' t want to try P H R F but do enjoy sailing in the company of other classic boats, why not try the Wooden Yacht Racing Association series? The most popular of these events is a three-race series held in Port Townsend the first weekend in June - the annual Classic Mari-ners Regatta organized by the Wooden Boat Foundation. It 's two days of sailing with a lot of other old woodies and there is plenty of time for talking, visiting and simply looking. Pretty hard to beat for the enjoyment. If that's too far, don' t forget the local races, including the one at the Center during the Lake Union Wooden Boat Festival.

For me, the highlight of last season wasn ' t in the winning of a particular race. It was coming to the finish line on a sum-mer evening in a rail-down breeze right a longside , but half a bowspr i t behind Barlovento. It was a great moment that set off a wild scramble for cameras on both boats. The saddest time was the end of the last race of that series, when the realization set in summer racing was over and the evenings were already growing noticeably shorter.

Still don ' t believe me? I 'll make you an offer. If you own an old woodie and want to see for yourself how much fun a PHRF race can be, give me a call and I 'll invite you out. Be part of the crew or a rail po-tato - your choice. We'll even have a beer for you at the end of the race. The C W B knows where to find me.

George Galpin is a Life Member who's been around CWB almost as long as Dick Wagner. If his name seems familiar, it may be because he was the donor of Sara, CWB's beloved Herreshoff 12 1/2

Caribbee was designed by Phil Rhodes in 1936 and built the following spring by Henry Nevins in City Island, NY. Under the ownership of Carleton Mitchell, she was raced extensively in the early '50s, winning top honors in the Southern Ocean Racing Conference in 1952 and '53 and three of four starts at Cowes Week in the first of those seasons. In later years, she was sailed around the world by the Mellon family. George purchased Car ibbee in Martha's Vineyard in 1991 and had her trucked to Seattle for re-building.

W A N T E D ! A N e w - C e n t u r y F l e e t f o r C W B

6-12 identical boats with gaff mainsail and jib for sail training and racing on Lake Union with skipper and crew of 1-2 under programs directed by CWB. Now looking for a design.

If you want to help with research and design selection or just want to be involved in any capacity in

the creation of this fleet, please contact

Dick Wagner, (206) 382-2628. First meeting to be scheduled this fall.

Watch Shavings/Sawdust for the date.

More Boat

Shows If C W B ' s W o o d e n B o a t F e s t i v a l

d o e s n ' t s a t i a t e y o u r c r a v i n g to c o m -mune with the woodies , here are some m o r e w o o d e n b o a t s h o w s w h e r e you can revel in the warmth and beauty of wooden hulls and all that go with them:

July 21-23: 19 th A n n u a l P o r t l a n d Wooden Boa t Show, South G r o v e area, Oaks Park (be ing held in con junc t ion with the M u l t n o m a h County Fair) . In fo :

Rivers West, c / o C o m m o n S e n s e D e -signs, 6140 SE 111 th Ave., Por t land, O R 97266 .

A u g u s t 2 7 - 3 0 : V a n c o u v e r ( B . C . ) W o o d e n B o a t S o c i e t y ' s 11th A n n u a l V a n c o u v e r W o o d e n B o a t F e s t i v a l at Granvi l le Island, 10 am - 5 pm each day. Wooden Yacht Rac ing Associa t ion and S p r u c e C u p sa i l ing races on Sunday , A u g u s t 30 . I n f o : V a n c o u v e r W o o d e n B o a t S o c i e t y , 1 9 0 5 O g d e n A v e . , Vancouver , B.C. V6J I A3 Canada; (604) 688-9622; fax, (604) 688-9682 ; e -mai l , j a n @ p r a g m a L t d . c o m

September 4-6: V ic to r i a Real Es t a t e Board & T imes Colonis t Class ic Boat Fes t ival , Inner Harbour , Victoria , B.C. I n f o : C l a s s i c B o a t F e s t i v a l , 3 0 3 5 N a n a i m o St. , Vic tor ia , B .C. , C a n a d a ; (250) 385-7766; fax, (250) 385-8773 .

September 11-13: 22nd Annua l Por t Townsend Wooden Boat Fest ival , spon-sored by the Wooden Boat Founda t ion . I n f o : W o o d e n B o a t F o u n d a t i o n , 3 8 0 J e f f e r s o n S t . , P o r t T o w n s e n d , W A 9 8 3 6 8 ; ( 3 6 0 ) 3 8 5 - 4 7 4 2 ; e - m a i l , w b f @ o l y m p u s . n e t .

Toy Boats and Chili Seems like every year when the first story

comes out in Shavings reminding CWB folks that the Festival is coming, we hear from an old hand who's no longer in the Seattle area but who has some Festival memories to share.

This year our correspondent was former Washington State chili champ Ray Fair -the guy who invented the legendary CWB Chili Cook-off. In a phone call he mentioned his most cherished Festival souvenirs, so we asked him to put it down in a letter - and while he was at it, to send us his famous chili recipe, which fueled dozens of CWB parties. Here's what Ray had to say:

Dick, I 'm enclosing some pictures of the two

boats my daughters, Amy and Andrea, made quite a few years ago (1982 or '83) at the [Festival], The one on the right is the Sparky II, a rendition of our 18' 1946 Hampton One Design, which we showed and raced (we even won a bronze C W B plate in 1983) a few Julys. Andrea (12 at the time) made it with a white main and red j ib to match the original.

The other boat was dubbed Blue Jeans by my older daughter, Amy (who was 14), who added the tender and a blue jib. They remain among my most prized posses-sions and have been on display in my home office ever since. Sad to say, I sold the Hampton some years ago.

Now Andrea lives in San Diego and works for the Leukemia Society. Amy has

married and has two beautiful kids, Peter and Jane, and still lives in Seattle. She and her husband, John Gunnar , operate the Portage Bay Cafe over in the U District at 4130 Roosevelt Way, near the bridge.

When it comes to chili, I still make one of the best in the U.S., but I don ' t com-pete any more . Howeve r , my original Washington State Championsh ip recipe was just published in Sheila Lukins ' USA Cookbook. She is one of the Silver Palate authors, as you may know. She modified it some, but it is great! Here 's a copy (see below) - enjoy.

Claire and I will be out in Seattle in Au-gust. I hope we can stop by CWB.

My very best regards, Ray Fair

Here's my original Washington State Chili Championship recipe as published in Sheila Lukins USA Cookbook, Workman Publishing, New York, 1997. I even quote her intro since she says such nice things about it, even though she has the date wrong - it was actually the early 1980's. I highly recommend the cookbook.

Ray (Kid Cuisinart) Fair

Hog Neck Chili

"This robust beef and pork chili is based on Raymond Fair's blue ribbon winner of the early 1990's Washington State Chili Championship. Three kinds of chilis impart both heat and distinctive flavor and the whole concoction, complete with a shot of bourbon, cooks into a mysterious savory complexity. It's easy to see why this "bowl of red" walked home with the prize."

1 pound boneless beef chuck 1 pound boneless pork shoulder 1 pound boneless beef bottom round 2 tablespoons vegetable oil 8 cloves garlic, finely minced 2 onions, coarsely chopped 1/4 cup bourbon 4 dried ancho chili peppers, stems and

seeds discarded 1 bottle (12 ounces) ale* 2 cans (28 ounces each) Italian plum

tomatoes, drained and coarsely chopped

1 cup dry red wine 1 red bell pepper, stemmed, seeded and

finely chopped 4 white mushrooms, cleaned, trimmed

and finely chopped. 1/3 cup pitted ripe olives, finely chopped 1 tablespoon ground cumin ** 1 tablespoon dried oregano** Salt and freshly ground pepper to taste 1 serrano chili pepper, stem and seeds

discarded 1 can (4 ounces) chopped jaiapeno chili

peppers Hot cooked white rice, for serving***

1. Trim and reserve the fat from all the meat. Cut the meat into 1/2-inch cubes and set aside. Cut the reserved fat into 1-inch pieces and place in a large heavy pot. Cook over low heat to render the fat, 15 to 20 minutes. Once the fat is

rendered, remove the solids from the pot with a slotted spoon and discard them.

2. Place the oil in the pot and heat over medium heat. Add the garlic and onions, and cook, stirring often, until lightly browned, about 5 minutes. Add all of the reserved meat and the bourbon. Simmer uncovered, stirring occasionally, for 1 hour.

3. While the meat is simmering, prepare the ancho chiles: Place the chile peppers and the ale in a small saucepan and bring to a boil over medium heat. Reduce the heat and simmer, uncovered, for 30 minutes.

4. Strain the ale into the meat. Place the ancho chile peppers in a blender or food processor and process until completely smooth. Stir the puree, the chopped tomatoes, and the red wine into the meat mixture. All the remaining ingredients (except for the rice) and stir well.

5. Simmer the chili uncovered, over low heat, stirring occasionally, until the flavors are well blended, 2 hours.**** Serve hot, over rice.

Serves 6 to 8

* I always used Rainier Ale, "The Green Death", but any robust ale will do. Rainier is not widely available. * * Here I think she's being a bit cautious. Personally I use quite a bit more, but suit yourself. ***l prefer to serve it over well drained pinto beans, or you can just have it plain. Add cornbread and cole slaw and pass around oyster crackers and shredded cheddar to sprinkle on top. **** And now comes the secret. During the last couple of hours you should tweak it • adjust the spices (add more, that is) to fine tune it. Remember, you're making chili, not beef stew. It's supposed to be intense but well balanced. As I was quoted when I won the Oregon State ICS Championships, chili is an art, not a science. You don't have to follow this recipe at all if you don't want to. Remember, competition chili does not contain beans, rice or pasta, those are

accompaniments. But if like them IN the chili, go ahead.

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Of Fish and Ships (continued from page 9)

they were laughed at and made fun of when the box was opened. Adolf tried to pull that trick on me - and I nearly fell for it. I took two steps outside the building before I realized that it was a joke. I turned around, looked Adolf straight in the eye and said, 'No! ' . He smiled.

I do not think that Adolf was supersti-tious but he did take precautions against unknown forces. I was supposed to start my apprenticeship on May 1, but that was a Monday and Adolf, to avoid problems, never started anything on a Monday. That was why I started my apprenticeship the previous Saturday, April 29.

Adolf also closely observed the ritual of putting coins under the sternpost on the boats he built, to ward off disaster. The fishermen who had ordered the boats gen-erally went along with the custom, but one of them would not allow it. When his boat was run down by a small freighter and needed extensive repair, Adolf and the other fishermen knew the reason for the colli-sion. No coins!

My father was not superstitious either but, because of the threat of unexpected danger when he was out fishing, he also took precautions. He was the person who taught me to whistle tunes when I was a boy, but he would not allow me to do it on his boat when I went fishing with him, for whistling would bring bad weather. And he could not risk that.

As I am coming to the end of this story, I once again think of Adolf ' s personality, and of the effectiveness of his teaching. I had only been an apprentice a few months when he asked me to do a j ob all by my-self. I did it and then I asked him if it was good enough.

His response was: "Good enough is half bad." He was a true professional and his response has been my performance guide ever since.

Bent Thygesen puts together a story the way he was trained to build a boat - with integrity and craftsmanship. He gives us a charming insight into the technical train-ing and cultural milieu of his young adult-hood in Denmark, more than 50 years ago. In his retirement, Bent is building cradle boats. Lucky is the baby who has one.

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These are the two boats about which Ray is so sentimental: Blue Jeans (left) and Sparky II. - photo by Ray Fair

It Can Only Happen in Anacortes

I have heard so many people say that something could happen only in Anacortes that I am beginning to believe it. Of course, you know that if you believe something strong enough, long enough, it becomes f a c t . T h i s h a p p e n e d to m e h e r e in Anacortes. You could say it could have happened to me in New York, but it didn't . In fact, I have never heard of anyone in New York having the same experience -and I doubt you have either.

Our annual Wate r f ron t Fest ival was about to happen and everybody was work-ing to make it another success. We would have a kids' toy boat building area, just as C W B does at its Wooden Boat Festival every year. Toy boat building had proven to be wildly popular here in previous years.

Three and a half weeks before our Fes-tival, I was cruising through a catalog that had just been delivered and formed this wild idea that would make the toy boat builders even happier (if possible): I would order 576 compasses to give to the first 576 kids to build a toy boat. I didn ' t want to foot the whole bill myself so I per-suaded Vic Childs, the major organizer of the toy boat project, to go halves with me.

When I placed the order, I stressed the importance of time. We had three weeks before the Festival. Not to worry. The man on the phone told me to expect the com-passes in seven to ten working days. He was true to his word; f ive working days later, the compasses arrived.

They were beautiful little compasses,

more or less like the one I had as a kid -and for another 20 years or so until a bull-dozer ran over it while we were clearing a road in the woods on Whidbey Island.

These new compasses were made in China, where the compass was invented, and would naturally be exquisite. These compasses had black plastic cases with clear plastic viewing windows on the top, looking exact ly l ike minia tures of the gimbaled mariner 's compasses that I have stared at thousands upon thousands of hours while guiding a boat through the dark or fog.

You wouldn ' t think the compass could be improved, but the ways of the East are inscrutable. The only improvement would be to cut down on the shipping weight. Which they did. To cut down on the ship-ping weight, the iron needle was replaced with an aluminum needle and the compass became considerably lighter.

I was the proud new owner of 576 con-siderably lighter compasses, right here in Anacortes. Please advise me if you have heard of this happening to some in, say, Chicago or San Francisco. - Del Kahn

The irrepressible Del Kahn now calls Anacortes - and, more specifically, Floun-der Bay Boat Lumber - home port. But we suspect the above could have happened anywhere - just so long as Del got a good story out of it.

John Gardner is C W B ' s patron saint. Gardner kept the f lame of traditional small craft alight through the 1950s and '60s by his writing in Maine Coast Fisherman (later National Fisherman). In the 1970s and '80s Gardner turned up the f lame through his bu l ly pu lp i t a c t i v i t i e s as M y s t i c Seaport 's Curator of Small Craft.

Gardner began the annual small craf t workshops and traditional boatbuilding in-struction at Mystic, founded the Tradi-tional Small Craft Association and wrote many inspirational books. His books on building wooden boats are the most popu-lar in CWB' s library.

Through a generous donation from Land Washburn, CWB has received a plane made by John Gardner. The stock is Cocobollo, the chip is Osage Orange and the tote

(handle) is cherry. We will display and in-terpret the plane as a representation not only of traditional boatbuilding but also as the representation of the spirit of John Gardner, who gave traditional boats a le-gitimate place in history.

We are instituting a John Gardner Award, which annually will honor the person(s) who best promote and pass on the values of traditional small craft. The award re-cipients' names will be placed on the plaque to which the Gardner plane is mounted.

Nominees for the award will be selected by a committee and presented to the C W B Board of Trustees, who will make the fi-nal choice. The first award will be pre-sented at the C W B Annual Membership M e e t i n g Fr iday, N o v e m b e r 6. - Dick Wagner

John Gardner Award

A Generous Gift Safety AND Comfort

The Northwest Yacht Brokers Associa-tion has always been a solid supporter of The Center for Wooden Boats. They 've underwritten a portion of the costs of sev-eral Wooden Boat Festivals and were a major sponsor of this year 's highly suc-cessful Auction - not to mention the fact that they 've held their monthly meetings at C W B for most of this decade.

So there seemed to be a fair chance of success when Execu t ive Direc tor Bob Perkins wrote to NYBA:

"For years C W B has suffered through trying to get our visitors to use Type II

life-jackets [the orange over-your-head-belt-around-your-waist kind], with only mini-mal success . . . so we have decided to replace the Type lIs with more comfort-able Type III jackets. Stearns has gener-ously agreed to sell us the jackets at a sub-stantially reduced rate. We are looking for supporters to help defray the cost and we hope NYBA will sign on." - Sign on they did - for the whole pack-age! Their news release tells it all:

"A trip across water - whether sailing or rowing, whether skiing or motoring -should be a moment to savor. It should be a time for simplistic pleasures in the work-ing of wind and sails, of oar and water. Yet the moment between the pleasures of boating and impending disaster is often just a heartbeat. One moment you ' re on the boat. An unseen wake or a wind shift later, you ' re in the water.

"In the cold waters found in the Pacific Northwest, even a short trip on the water is far more than you can swim home from. The difference between survival and trag-edy is often the decision you made when stepping aboard: Did you put on a life jacket?

"The key to life jackets, of course, is wearing them. That 's why the Northwest Yacht Brokers Association is pleased to support The Center for Wooden Boats ' efforts to emphasize on-the-water safety with a donation of 100 new Type III Sterns life jackets for use at the Center 's South Lake Union waterfront location.

" 'More than 90 percent of all drowning victims were not wearing a life jacket , ' said Robert Scott, president of NYBA.

" 'A floatation device that's bulky, un-comfortable and a hassle to put on or ad-just is one that's not often worn. We want to encourage more people to wear life jackets and we believe that making a do-nation of the Type Ills to The Center for Wooden Boats will help encourage on-the-water safety.

"The switch f rom seldom-worn Type II life jacke ts to the more comfor tab le Type III jackets will improve the chances that new sailors and young boaters will wear them while using the many historic craft at The Center for Wooden Boats.

" 'And these new life jackets may just save a life," Scott added. 'It will certainly help teach them about the need for safety. You don' t have to spend lots of money to have fun. You don' t have to go to great lengths to be safe. But you do need to wear a life jacket . '

"As an organization that is a vital part of pleasure boating in the region, The North-west Yacht Brokers Association has long supported the efforts of The Center for

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Wooden Boats to provide programs in maritime heritage, education and commu-

:nity service. It is now pleased to continue that support with the donation of Type III

Stearns l i fe j acke ts . The emphas i s on safety will allow boaters to continue to savor the moments on the water - and it may just save lives."

Thanks Northwest Yacht Brokers As-sociation and Stearns for your support -and for making hands-on history just a little more comfortable.

Megan Balza of Renton reacts like most kids who are told they must wear one of the "old style" orange life jackets. Megan's definitely happier with one of the style of Stearns jackets that will be purchased through a generous donation from the Northwest

Yacht Brokers Association. - photos by Judie Romeo

The Pacific Challenge

We Are the Kids from CWB! The Pacific Challenge is held annually

in the Pacific Northwest . It is a chance for kids to get together and compete in maritime skills: navigation, seamanship, knots, maneuvering, rowing, sailing and racing. This year 's competition was held in Bellingham Bay, hosted by Mike Baker and the H o m e Port Learning Center.

This year 's entry f rom C W B was the Chatham's Launch, Anna, crewed by a half-dozen "All Aboard" students: Donald M c K n i g h t , Wi l son P e t t i f o r d , Pa t r i ck Gillum, John Arne, Brandon Green and Ashley Wagner . Superv i s ing the crew were Miche l l e Fon tenau l t and Joanne Gilligan of Seattle Mental Health and Meg Trzaskoma, C W B Livery Manager. (Next year The Center for Wooden Boats will host the Pacific Challenge.)

On the bridge, 15 feet above the waters of Bellingham Bay, the judges of the Pa-cific Challenge Pass and Review discuss their appreciation for the military style sa-lute. Anna nears, a comparatively small boat amongst the larger longboats and gigs in the competition. As she approaches for the judges ' review, the calls of coxswain Brandon Green ring out strong and clear. Once on station the orders come:

"Hold water! Slide your oars across!" We stop the boat and bring in our oars to free our hands to salute. The only voice we hear is Brandon. He calls, we obey.

"We are the kids from CWB, all y 'all gotta listen to me! . "Salute! (hands up, military style)

"Let go! (hands out, military style) "Get down! (boogie right, boogie left,

boogie right) "Slide your oars across! At the catch! S T R O K E ! S T R O K e ! S T R O k e !

STRoke! STroke. Stroke, stroke The applause from the judges signals

their approval of our style. Rowing north to prepare for the next

part of the day 's competi t ion, Brandon c o m m e n t s tha t he f e e l s s a f e r on Bell ingham Bay than he does on Lake

Union. "It cured my fear of deep water," he says. Perhaps seeing all of the other boats filled with kids doing the same thing puts his mind at ease. Competition can do that to you. Or maybe comfor t comes from realizing that we are not alone on the water.

Meanwhi le the wind builds f rom the west, a stiff chop developing in the open waters. It is getting harder to row, as we have to counteract the waves pushing us toward the beach.

Close to the pier, the crew does an ex-cellent job of holding the boat off the pil-ings, despite the oncoming waves. Donald throws a line to the judge on a bridge 10 feet above us to receive the mailbag with directions for the navigation section of the competition. His toss is dead on, easily received by the judge on the bridge. The directions are ferried to us via mailbag, we collect our line and return to the dock. Back at the dock, we show the judges our knots; Patrick ties a perfect bowline. Next, Ashley figures out the navigation problem. Considering the depth of the bay, the con-tours of the shore, the changing tides and currents, she deduces a safe anchorage for an imagined ship seeking safe harbor from an imminent blow from the south. Impressive, no?

By this t ime, the seas are really up. Three- to five-foot seas, easily. The only parts remaining in the competition are the rowing and sailing races. Both are can-celled. We spend the afternoon on shore, exploring the beach, finding crabs and bar-nacles, talking to folks about our boat 's history and CWB' s program. Later that day, at the awards ceremony, Team C W B receives recognition for ex-cellence in the Pass and Review. Asked What he thinks of winning, Donald replies, " I thought it was cool to win the salute, I had a feeling we were going to." Sailing back to the haul-out at the end of the day, the wind and seas lay down and we have an opportunity to relax and re-flect on the day's competition. Asked what she likes about participating in the Pacific Challenge, Ashley recalls, "I got a chance to meet others and see what it's like being in a competition and how important it is to work together." Brandon liked what he did too: "I really enjoyed being cox because I got to tell people what to do. I have to be responsible because the boat depends on

me, I 'm carrying everyone on my back. What I 'm really trying to say is I enjoyed being captain of the All Aboard Crew. I 'll be back next year." At the launch ramp, we move the boat back onto its trailer and settle in for the drive back to Seattle. It has been a long but satisfying weekend. Back in Seattle, Michelle comments: "I was surprised how well the kids pulled together and how much they have learned being around boats." "Yeah," I said, " these kids never cease to amaze m e . " I know that I am already looking forward to next year. Af te r work ing with these kids fo r six months, I have to say I am sad to part with this group. Personally, I gained a lot from being a part of the spirit they brought to The Center for Wooden Boats and the camaraderie they developed among them-selves. Considering that this was the first time that many of them have been in a boat or participated in a maritime compe-tition, their achievements are immeasur-able. (I should mention that John was a last minute addition to our crew, turning to when Wilson was unable to make the trip. He did an excellent job filling in for Wilson, another strong member of our team.) - Meg Trzaskoma

Adventure Bound

In cities from New Hampshire to Wash-ington State, there are nearly 20 teenagers getting ready to spend a week with an 85-year-old lady - and they're excited about it. The "lady" is the 101' schooner, Ad-venturess, and the teens will be participat-ing in C W B ' s first large vessel program for youth, "Adventure Bound."

The young sailors are coming from Colo-rado, Montana, New Hampshire and Wash-ington State to spend a week living aboard and learning to sail and navigate Adven-turess. Some have sailed on her before. Some have never sailed but have always been drawn to the sea. All of them are enthusiastic about the opportunities "Ad-venture Bound" offers.

There are still limited openings for the program. The dates are July 18-24 and the cost ( including accommodat ions , food, ins t ruc t ion and s u p e r v i s i o n ) is $550. CWB' s Youth Education Coordinator Tom Powers will be happy to send you a bro-chure. Contact him at (206) 382-2628; e-mail: cwboats@tripl.org.

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Full Array of Musical Styles at the Festival

Music has always been an integral part of the Lake Union Wooden Boat Festival -and this year is no exception. Volunteer Jim Nason, himself an accomplished mu-sician, has put together a stellar line-up of musical entertainment, with performances scheduled every day f rom 11 a.m. to 6 p.m. in the Pub Tent (where family seat-ing will be available in a special section).

We' re fortunate this year to have a state-o f - t h e - a r t s o u n d s y s t e m , g e n e r o u s l y loaned by Ken Morledge and the good folks at Band Aid Music in Lynnwood. We thank them heartily.

There 's a new show every hour on the hour. Here's what 's on our musical menu:

Friday, July 3 11 am: Dan Bender. This Portland-based singer/songwriter honed his considerable talents in relative seclusion until about five years ago, when he began "playing out." Since then, he's been treating appreciative audiences to finely-crafted lyrics, hinting at past relationships, but "with a hopeful spin."

Noon: Phil Hansen. Phil is an engaging and professional all-style guitarist/banjo picker who is equally at home with folks, blues, swing, rag and bluegrass genres. He is also an excellent teacher with instruc-tion books to his credit.

1 pm: Margurite Conti. In a voice noted for its expressiveness, warmth and clar-ity, Marguerite sings about the ever-chang-ing, quirky nature of human behavior. Her performance venue list reads like an atlas, with performances from coast to coast.

2 pm: Matt Price. Here 's a warm and in-sightful singer/songwriter who adds a fla-vor of his native Midwes t to his well-crafted lyrics. His songs, sometimes hu-morous, sometimes poignant, are deliv-ered with expertly tailored guitar accom-paniment.

3 pm: Michael Rivers. A soulfully pro-fessional and personal ly warm singer / songwriter, Michael has an excellent CD, "Iron Hor se . " C o m p l e t e with back -up musicians, Michael 's set will be a tasty must-hear.

4 pm: Juxtapose. Jim Peppan & Brad & Phil Barton. These home-grown guys play an interesting blend of innovative rock

and pop with a West Africa and Middle Eastern rhythmic twist. They also write quirky songs about janitors, aliens and graf-fiti, among other things.

5 pm: Sarah Teasdale. Sarah is a singer-songwriter making her debut right here on our Music Stage. Her own particular rock-style tunes are sure to entertain and de-light.

Saturday, July 4 11 am: Valerie D'Allessio. Val performs her wonderful songs in relaxed and en-gagingly direct style that compares favor-ably with that of Bonnie Raite, Valerie's lyrics are an infusion of warmth and hu-mor, guaranteed to please.

Noon: Mary Williams. M a r y ' s soft and gentle voice brings warmth to folk and Irish ballads and her repertoire includes folk ballads ranging from her own songs to those of Joni Mitchell, Paul Simon and John Denver.

1 pm: Alex & Joe Perlman. These two guys perform in that easy bob-and-weave that seems unique among siblings. To-gether, they draw upon a vast repertoire to create a set that is never boring!

2 pm: Mike Waters. Mike's background and expertise has,been in traditional and country-style blues and, if that were all he was about, it would more than fill the bill. He delivers the goods in a strong, well-modulated voice with expert accompani-ment on guitar and mouth harp. Recently, he's also been writing his own great tunes about love, relationships and personal phi-losophy.

3 pm: Deb Seymour. T h i s s i n g e r / songwriter is a credit to her craft . Her

wonderful songs offer a peek at life through her eyes, which is unmistakably and un-forgettably Seymour!

4 pm: Emergency Folksinger Jim Nason. You just never know what Jim will do under the heady influence of perfor-mance. Legend has it that he once stood on his head while singing (but this could be apocryphal). In any case, expect the unexpected from Jim - and you' l l not be disappointed.

5 pm: Trick Purpose - Dave Andrade and Eric Harris. These two folks blend their considerable talents to deliver won-derfully original tunes in the key of soul. Against the rich background of Dave ' s sumptuous clean guitar work, Eric, with his singularly fantastic voice, puts it down so it stays there!

Sunday, July 5 11 am: Scott Katz. To say that Scott is a truly unique writer of songs would be a sizable understatement; as an unabashed dealer in the beauty of untarnished truth, he sings his "Scott-style" songs in a stoic kind of Cohen-esque bass voice that never fails to please.

Noon: Just Like Her. This al l-woman

acoustic-pop trio is known for their catchy songs and rich three-part vocal harmonies, interwoven with powerfu l , well-crafted guitar arrangements. Chris Wylde, Karen Hovde and Jessica Papkoff will be per-forming their original songs.

1 pm: Sparks. This f ive-member jug/pop/ swing band dedicates itself to carrying on the music hall tradition - and they do it well with swing and jazz riffs and a whim-sical, Roaring '20s blend of styles.

2 pm: Living Dangerously - Tom Macpherson & Bill C. These two guys are devoted to the blues and they 've paid their dues, as can readily be ascertained from their heartfelt renditions of the stan-dards, in addition to an ever-growing list of excellent original tunes.

3 pm: Mark Spittal. If legendary status were to be attributed to only one of the fine musicians in this year 's show, it would be to Mark, hands down. A master of al-ternate guitar tunings, Mark plays and sings beautifully about love, spirituality and per-severance along the sometimes difficult pathway of life - with a liberal dash of warm humor thrown in for good measure.

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What Do Volunteers Do at The answer to that question is any-

thing and everything! Volunteers are the mainstay of T h e Cente r for Wooden Boats - or, as Volunteer Coordinator Sue Schaeffer is fond of saying: "Volunteers Keep C W B Afloat!

In a typical year, volunteers will pro-vide more than 15,000 hours of service to CWB. They fix the boats, mow the lawns, rig the sails, teach everyone from kids to seniors the fine art of sailing, type letters, put out publications (such as the

one you ' re reading right now, written and produced by volunteers under the guid-ance of Dick Wagner), greet the guests, answer the phones and any one of a hun-dred other tasks that are needed.

They do it all and they do it well. So what do they get in return. Well, f irst there's the obvious carrot - or, in the case of CWB, the boat. Volunteers earn an hour of free boat use for every three hours of volunteer work they do.

But there are other rewards too, not the

least of which is the opportunity to learn new skills or polish up old ones. Under Sue Schaeffer ' s direction, the Volunteer Program has introduced several levels of skills training, beginning with a volunteer's introduction to CWB.

New volunteers attend an orientation that includes a historical tour of CWB conducted by Founding Director Dick Wagner or long-time volunteer Tom Scott. Following that, Boatshop and Livery volunteers go through specialized orientations and Front Desk vol-

unteers get on-the-job training. Then, periodically, sessions germane to

a volunteer 's area of work are offered -for instance, a rigging workshop for Liv-ery volunteers or a how-to on varnishing for the Shop crew.

Even if you ' re an old C W B hand, it's never too late to become a part of the Vol-unteer Corps. Opportunities abound. Just give Sue Schaeffer at call - (206) 382-2628 - and she'll get you on the road to volun-teer fun.

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Tap left: Livery Volunteer Roger Willsie (left) gets a helping hand from Mike Fischer oiling the Smapoa. Top right: Founding Director Dick Wagner conducts an orientation tour for new Volunteers. Orientations are held the first and third Saturday of each month. Bottom right:Built by an all-volunteer class, a new Hvalsoe 15 hits the water with some help from John Evans(left) Molly Morrissey (center) and Dick Wagner (right). At rear (left to right) are Livery Manager Meg Trzaskoma, class member Jim Miller and Scott Gienow. Bottom

right: Some of the 1998 Auction All-Stars, left to right: Co-Chairs Karen Braitmayer, Sue Schaeffer and Debra Cibene and Registration Chair Kathleen Howat.

The Center for Wooden Boats? CWB Volunteers excel at combining work and fun. Take, for instance, the

crew of the gig Dan (photo at left), who labored (first in CWB's Pavilion and

then in a storage area) all winter long completely rehabilitating a boat that had seen hard use. They weren't even

discouraged when thieves, in the process of stealing the canoe that used to hang in the northeast section of the Pavilion,

dropped it on the Dan, staving in a garboard plank. Come spring, the Dan crew got their reward: a great looking boat and the opportunity to row it as

much as they want. That's why the thumbs up sign from the crew (left to

right) Bruce Waddell, Brandon Fouts, David Lewis, Dale Riva, John Emswiler and Yvonne de Reynier. (Not present for

the photo were Lora Riga and Steve Must.)

Another crew that had themselves a good time while doing good for CWB

were our Opening Day Parade ambassadors. They scrubbed and spiffed

up CWB's Poulsbo boat, Terry Pettus, and Harvey Nobe's Friendship sloop, Amie, and carried the CWB banners (literally, nice bright hew banners

provided by Dean Forbes) in the parade. On the Poulsbo boat (left photo) were

Richard and Dolores Ranhofer, Kathleen Howat and Donald Markey. Aboard

Amie (right photo) were Randy Magliozzi, Harvey, Kay Schardein,

Debra Cibene, Keith Schardein and our silent but ever-helpful man-overboard dummy (who provided stern weight).

Volunteers can be fashion-plates too. The crew in the Opening Day Parade wore

matching CWB T-shirts. The crew at the Spring Cruise opted for period costume, as shown by Commodore Fashion-plate, AKA Livery volunteer Chip Hoins. The

Commodore, tastefully attired in clothes of the cruise period (1950) swept the

costume honors at the Cruise. The prize for the best woman's costume went to

Candace Jordon, who was too shy to be photographed.

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We're Looking for Some New Trustees

C W B ' s Board of Trustees is out for blood. As in new blood to swell the roster of Trustees.

There are currently two positions avail-able on the Board for Trustees for those whose names were placed on the ballot by the gene ra l m e m b e r s h i p . In o the r words , these are m e m b e r n o m i n a t e d / elected positions.

Any C W B member in good standing can place his or her own name or the name of another member on the annual election bal-lot by securing signatures from at least 30 other members in good standing (dues paid up) on an official form, the C W B Nomi-nating Petition. That form is available in the C W B office.

What this means is that if you or a mem-ber you know have skills and knowledge appropriate to Board membership, we need

your help! A full list of criteria is available along with the nomination form but, gen-erally, the Board seeks members who are passionate about CWB and who bring skills such as fundraising, non-profit manage-ment, education or public relations to over-sight of CWB' s activities.

Completed nominating petitions must be returned to C W B by 5 p.m. Friday, Sep-tember 11. Ballots for the election of the member-nominated Trustee positions (and for current Trustees whose terms have expired) will be mailed with Sawdust Sep-tember 15. Election results will be an-nounced at the 1998 C W B Annual Meet-ing Friday, November 6.

For more information, contact Execu-tive Director Bob Perkins, Founding Di-rector, Dick Wagner or Board President Bill Van Vlack. - Bob Perkins

What a way to go!

Schooners Set Race to Victoria Boat Festival There are lots of ways to get to Victoria,

B.C., for the annual Classic Boat Festival (September 4-6). Take a ferry, take a car on the ferry, take a plane, race a schoo-ner, take a . . . What? Take a schooner?

No, I said race a schooner. That 's what the schooner heads will be doing on the 2nd Annual Captain Raynaud International Schooner Race August 30 - September 3 from Bellingham to Victoria. OK, so it takes them four days to get there. So what? As that famous waterborne author William Sailspeake once noted: "The race 's the thing!"

The first leg of the race starts at 1200 hours August 30 in Bellingham Bay with a leg finish line between Shannon Point Shoal

light and Reed Point light. The schooners will raft up in either Decatur or Lopez Sound. Leg T w o ge t s u n d e r w a y at 0 9 0 0 hours August 31 from Decatur with the finish line at Rosar io Buoy (short course) or Fos ter Point (long course). Four Winds Camp in West Sound will host the flotilla that night.

Just to change the odds a little, September 1 will be a day of dinghy racing at Roche Har-

The are lots of ways to spend a pleasant afternoon but few of them can match an afternoon of sailing on CWB's Sharpie -as the lucky group aboard in this photo can attest. - photo

by Chip Hoins

bor with the schooners at dockside and most open to the public. Then to rest up from all that strenuous small boat racing, the flotilla will cruise to Lopez Island Sep-tember 2. Skippers and crew will be up early September 3 because the gun goes off at 0700 (due to tides and currents) for the final leg of the race. The finish line is a half-mile west of the Brotchie Ledge light and then it's on to Victoria Harbour.

The race rules are not complicated: Do not hit another vessel. The first vessel over the finish line wins that leg. Protests will be ignored, especially if the cheating party was creative in how they won that par-ticular leg.

By now y o u ' v e got the picture. This isn' t so much a race as it is an opportu-nity for a bunch of great wooden boats to share some camaraderie and to make the public more aware of what marvelous ves-sels are here in the Northwest. If you 'd like to know more about the race and/or the boats in it, contact Robert d 'Arcy , (253) 941-6324.

Sunday Music (cont) 4 pm: Not So's You'd Notice - Steve Akerman & Mimi Geibel. Steve and Mimi are purveyors of novelty and folk songs, with their performances marked by boundless energy and sensational per-formances on guitar, mandolin and violin.

5 pm: Lion Of Judah Band. It will be a rousing finish to our music performances with the original reggae music of Lion of Judah, headliners from the 1997 3rd In-ternational Reggae Fest.

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CLASSIFIEDS 15' Garwood, built 1946. $12,500. (206) 634-2711. Price reduced to $895. Richard McColley, (206) 878-

7745. 16' Wood Trumbly Sailboat. Lightweight and fast. Holds four people comfortably. Excellent sails. Comes 14' Whitehall, rowing model (the subject of Rich with trailer and spinnaker. $16,000/OBO. (253) 759- Kolin 's next book), currently under construction. (360) 5922 before 4 pm or (253) 756-9183 evenings. 659-5591.

9' sailing tender, designed & built by Rich Kolin, 1977. 9 1/2' Lapstrake Pram, copy of a Norwegian boat, built Design based on Herreshoff Columbia Lifeboat Model. at CWB. Red cedar on white oak fastened w/copper Round bottom, lapstrake, cedar on oak, 75 lbs. $2,500. clench nails; bright finish, mint condition. Includes oars. Rich Kolin, (360) 659-5591. $1,350. (425) 392-2810.

Excellent 12' Fishing Skiff, vee-bottom, cedar planked, Classified Ads are available, free of charge, only to completely restored 8/96. Includes rare 1957 Johnson C W B members. Please contact Judie at C W B if you Seahorse 5 1/2hp outboard with motor cover & dolly.

CWB CALENDAR OF EVENT Every 3rd Friday CWB THIRD FRIDAY SPEAKER SERIES 8 p.m. C W B Boa thouse

Each month C W B f inds a speaker of wit and exper ience to talk about his or her special knowledge . It is also an op-portunity for C W B m e m b e r s to meet one another and the staff . Admiss ion is free. Ref reshments served (donat ions to cover costs are appreciated) .

June 19, 1998 (Fr iday) THIRD FRIDAY SPEAKER SERIES 8 p.m. C W B Boa thouse

Scott Rohrer , a wor ld - renowned sail-ing race skipper, has had a long love af -fair with the fast and graceful Six Meters . He will give a slide talk on the history of these beaut i ful boats , including a lot of anecdota l ta les about the ones he has sailed and the colorful characters involved with them.

C W B has just acquired the donat ion of the Six Meter , Hecate. Be fo re Scot t ' s talk, you can look over this 1938 classic sloop, des igned and built by C a m p e r & Nicholson (of England) .

July 3- 5 (Fr iday-Sunday) 22nd ANNUAL LAKE UNION WOODEN BOAT FESTIVAL 10 a.m. - 6 p .m. daily

Wooden boats in the water, w o o d e n boats on the shore, big wooden boats, t eeny w o o d e n b o a t s , m o r e than 100 wooden boats of all sizes, types and vin-tages, demonstrat ions of how to do things on and to wooden boats, stuff for wooden boats, bui lding wooden boats, wooden boats in history, plus the Quick & Daring Boatbui ld ing Contes t , toy boat bui lding, the Ed Clark Wooden Yacht Race , silent auct ions Sa tu rday and Sunday, mus ic , food and fun .

That ' s what our annual h o m a g e to our reason for being is all about. Exhib i tor fo rms are avai lable f r o m Found ing Di-rector Dick Wagner . Volunteer Coord i -nator Sue Schae f fe r is the person to con-tact if y o u ' d like to lend your talents to prepar ing fo r and/or work ing at the Fes-tival. Whether y o u ' r e a participant, a vol-unteer or a visitor, we hope we ' l l see you there!

July 13-17, July 27-31 or Augus t 10-14 (Mondays-Fr idays) SUMMER IN THE CITY 9 a.m. - 3 p .m.

We are again offer ing our exciting sum-mer mar i t ime p rogram for kids age 12 and older. S u m m e r in the City includes a combina t ion of mar i t ime skills - sailing, rowing and mar l inspike work - as well as mari t ime history. T h e focus is on sail-ing skills with the goal of having students soloing by week ' s end.

Three identical f ive-day sessions are available: July 13-17, July 27-31 or Au-gust 10-14. T h e cost is $ 175 per s tudent and there are only nine spaces available f o r each sess ion. Regis te r by p h o n e -(206) 382-2628 - or in person at C W B ; because of the popularity of the program in past years, no mail order registrations can be accepted.

July 18-24 (Saturday - Friday) ADVENTURE BOUND

In our first large vessel program for teenagers , students ages 14-18 will have the opportuni ty to sail and navigate the 101' schooner Adventuress throughout Puget Sound. They ' l l sail the vessel, plot its course with charts and compass , stand watch and prepare meals . Whi l e the fo-cus is on learning sailing and navigation skills, the week also will include rigging w o r k s h o p s , v is i ts to sal ty N o r t h w e s t ports, history, folklore, creat ive writ ing and mar ine ecology. T h e f e e of $550 per student includes food, lodging, instruction and supervision for the week. Call C W B , (206) 382-2628 fo r a brochure and appli-cation form. D o n ' t delay; w e ' v e only got space for 20 lucky teens!

Augus t 21, 1998 (Friday) THIRD FRIDAY SPEAKER SERIES 8 p .m. C W B Boathouse

Two videos, written and narrated by the late Don McCune, will be shown, with commenta ry by Linda M c C u n e . "Puget Sound Mar i t ime His tory" shows lots of historic wooden boats , with focus on the steamers Virginia V and W.T. Preston. "Sai l ing" tells about a sailing race across the Strait of Georgia featuring Weatherly, the 12-Meter s loop that d e f e n d e d the Amer i ca ' s Cup .

Don M c C u n e , w h o was a Puget Sound t e l ev i s ion ins t i tu t ion , w o n 2 6 E m m y Awards f o r his hundreds of Exploration Northwest p r o g r a m s on K O M O - T V . Linda M c C u n e has released about 35 of those programs as videos. Copies may be purchased at the talk.

Sep tember 18, 1998 (Friday) THIRD FRIDAY SPEAKER SERIES 8 p .m. C W B Boathouse

C W B Trustee Ron Snyder will g ive a slide talk on the trip he and his wife, Cathy Taggett took on the barge canals of the U.K. I t ' s a way of "cru is ing" unl ike any other. Relat ively narrow, shal low-draf t barges, f i t ted out with most of the com-for ts of home , travel at a stately pace through the English countryside. There ' s no current or wind to contend with but there ' s a lways the task of t raversing the dozens of locks that link one water path-way with another.

Their travels were mostly in Wales and England on the f a m o u s Llangollen Ca-nal, where the chal lenges included the 1,400' high Pontcysl i te Aqueduct , two bridges and several locks - which they had to operate themselves .

October 16, 1998 (Friday) THIRD FRIDAY SPEAKER SERIES 8 p .m. C W B Boathouse

Pul i tzer Pr ize winning reporter Ross

A n d e r s o n wil l t a k e u s on a j o u r n e y through Puge t S o u n d "In Vancouve r ' s Wake ." His talk will be based on his series about Puget Sound appear ing in the Seatt le T imes this summer , recount-ing several months of fo l lowing Capt . George Vancouver ' s path of explorat ion through Puget Sound - but with several d i f fe rences .

Whi le Vancouver explored the Sound in a three-masted 100' ship, Ross ' s ex-plorat ions were a little c loser to the wa-ter - in a kayak. A n d his purposes were not to chart Puge t Sound but rather to exp lore the " s c i e n c e " of the S o u n d -natural events and phenomena , why and h o w they occur and what w e can learn f r o m them.

Marine Skills Workshops

All year ' round (classes every day in the summer! ) LEARN TO "SAIL NOW!" Fee: $ 150 per person (includes a one-year C W B membersh ip) 11 a.m. - 1 p .m. or 1:30 p.m. - 3 :30 p .m. Saturday & Sunday Instructors: Volunteers

Students will learn to sail classic boats in one session of c lass room work and as many sessions of hands-on instruction as necessary (within a four -month per iod) in our small boats, no more than three s tuden ts per ins t ructor . S t u d e n t s wi l l graduate when able to sail a variety of keel, centerboard, s loop and catboats by instinct, by themselves . You m a y begin any Saturday, space permit t ing. P lease call ahead fo r reservations.

For the s tudent w h o is only f r e e on weekdays, or prefers one-on-one instruc-tion, w e cont inue to o f fe r individual les-sons ($20/hour for members , $30/hour for non-members ) on weekdays by appoint-ment .

July 18-19, 1998 (Saturday - Sunday) SAIL AWAY CHALLENGE Fee: $30/day 10 a .m. - 3 p .m. C W B docks (registra-tion 9 :30 - 10 a.m. in the C W B Boat -house)

A learn-to-sail clinic for people with dis-abilities. Volunteer instructors f r o m the Foot loose Sail ing Associat ion and T h e Cente r for Wooden Boats will teach the basics of sailing. T h e Sunday a f te rnoon sessions will be a race in which part ici-pants will test their skills. Boats for the clinic will include some with adapted seats, which al low individuals with l im-ited mobility control of the boat. For more information or a registration fo rm, con-tact B o b Ewing , (206) 236-2498.

Sep tember 19 & 20, 26 & 27 and Octo-ber 3 & 4 (Saturdays & Sundays) 12' HEIDI SKIFF WORKSHOP Fee: $450 (members ) /$500 ( n o n - m e m -bers) 9 a.m. - 5 p .m. Instructor: Rich Kolin

Rich Kolin, an experienced boatbuilder and instructor, will lead this three-week-end class to build the attractive, f lat-bot-

t omed , laps t rake- tops ides sk i f f , Heid i . R ich des igned Heid i and has wri t ten a book on her const ruct ion . A signed copy will be given to each s tudent . This class will build the boat; the rig will be built in a w o r k s h o p to fo l low (see be low) . Basic woodwork ing skills are required. Limited to 6.

Oc tober 3-11 (Saturday - Sunday) IKYAK (Aleutian-Inuit kayak) WORKSHOP Fee: $ 8 5 0 ( m e m b e r s ) / $ 9 0 0 (non-mem-bers) 9 a .m. - 5 p .m. C W B Pavil ion Instructor: Corey F reedman

T h i s kayak , mos t popu la r ly k n o w n as a ba idarka , is a d i f f e ren t and m o r e c o m -p l i c a t e d c o n s t r u c t i o n t h a n t h e Green land Inui t type . Each s tudent will b u i l d h i s o r h e r o w n b o a t . C o r e y F r e e d m a n is t h e o w n e r / o p e r a t o r o f Sp i r i t L i n e K a y a k s in A n a c o r t e s and is w e l l - r e c o g n i z e d f o r bo th h is e x p e r -t i se in n a t i v e k a y a k c o n s t r u c t i o n and his t e a c h i n g abi l i ty . L i m i t e d to 4.

Oc tober 19-23 (Monday - Fr iday) CANOE RESTORATION Fee: $ 4 5 0 (member s ) / $500 (non-mem-bers) 9 a .m. - 5 p .m. C W B Boa t shop Instructor: Jerry S te lmok

W e plan to f ind a canoe that needs new canvas , a f e w ribs and planks and m a y b e even a new s tem. T h e n w e ' l l f ix it. Ev-e ryone w h o has or apprecia tes t rue clas-sic wood and canvas canoes should know how to restore them. If you have a ca-noe that needs f ix ing, m a y b e yours can be the c lass project . Limi ted to 4.

Oc tober 26-31 , 1998 ( M o n d a y - Satur-day) MAINE GUIDE CANOE WORK-SHOP Fee: $ 5 0 0 (member s ) / $550 ( n o n - m e m -bers) 8 :30 a .m. - 5 p .m. C W B Boa t shop Instructor : Jerry S te lmok

Students will build a classic canvas-on-wood canoe. Jerry Ste lmok of Maine , the premier bui lder of this type of canoe, has written the defini t ive book on canvas and w o o d c a n o e bui ld ing and has taught sev-eral c lasses on the subject . Students must have w o o d w o r k i n g exper ience . Limi ted to 6.

N o v e m b e r 7 & 8 (Saturday & Sunday) HEIDI RIG WORKSHOP Fee: $ 1 4 0 ( m e m b e r s ) / $ l 6 0 ( n o n - m e m -bers) 9 a .m. - 5 p .m. Instructor: Rich Kolin

Part ic ipants will build the spars, rud-der, tiller and centerboard for the skiff Heidi.(built in the previous workshop de-scribed above). Basic Woodworking skills are required. L imi ted to 6.

NOTE: A $100 non-refundable deposit is required to register for all boatbuilding workshops; the balance is due no later than one week prior to the workshop. Pre-payment in full re-serves your place in all other work-shops. Classes with fewer than four students will be canceled or postponed.

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22nd Annual Lake Union

Wooden Boat Festival

Preview of Events

Adventuress 85th Birthday Party - Open to the public beginning at 7 p.m. Friday, July 3. Ice Cream and cake aboard. Music at C W B Pub. Adventuress, a 101' schooner, was built in Boothbay, Maine, in 1913.

Aleut Kayak Demonstration - Corey Freedman will have several kayaks from dif-ferent Arctic regions and Aleut Umiaks that people can have rides in.

Artwork - Our Festival poster artist, Luke Tornatzky, and watercolorist Dutch Mostert will display their work.

Ask the Professionals - A wide variety of short sessions on all the secrets you wanted to know about maritime stuff, including: lining off and spiling planks, steam-ing, oarmaking, restoration, painting, knots, brightwork and tool sharpening. Sessions will last about 15 minutes and run from 1- 4 pm every day in the CWB Boatshop.

Kids' Activities— The pros from our Auction decorations team will show the young-sters how to fold origami boats while our marlinspike experts will help them learn the easy tricks of making Turk's head bracelets.

Longboats - Several replicas of the American, British and Spanish 18th century boats that were instrumental in the exploration of the Northwest will be on hand - and they'll be giving free rides.

Oarmaking with Rich Kolin - From a hunk of wood to a sleek oar, Rich shows you how it's done; 1 and 4 pm Saturday and Sunday in the Boatshop.

People's Choice and Pros Pick Awards - Visitors are encouraged to find their favor-ite sail, power and "Quick & Daring" boats and vote for the North west Yachting People's Choice Award. Boat builders, repairers and other wooden boat professionals can vote for the Fisheries Supply/Crow's Nest Pros' Pick Award. Get your ballots and vote at the C W B information booth.

Australian Puzzle Boat Construction - at the Flounder Bay Boat Lumber booth on Quick & Daring Boatbuilding Contest - Two-person teams race to see who can build a fast seaworthy boat in the shortest amount of time. Then they race them on (and sometimes under) the water. Building begins at high noon Friday and Saturday. Racing begins Sunday at 3:30 pm.

the C W B lawn.

Boat Books - Seattle Public Library's collection of boats files, plans, books and me-dia. Saturday and Sunday in the Armory

Caulking with Lee Ehrheart - Master Shipwright Lee Ehrheart will show you how to do it right, including hands-on instruction. Each day.

Caulking for Kids - Master Shipwright Lee Ehrheart enlists the aid of young "ap-prentices" to show that caulking can be done by anyone. ^

Cedar Culture - The Marit ime Skills of Puget Sound Native Americans. Steve and Dorothy Philipp describe how the native peoples of the region utilized their natural resources. Ongoing exhibit of canoe models, tools, artifacts - even a model longhouse. Special presentation daily in the Armory.

Classic Yacht Parade - The beautiful powerboats of the Classic Yacht Association will salute the Festival with a parade passing the North Quay and dock. The great unseen voice on the Festival PA system will describe the woodies as they pass in review. 2 p.m. Sunday.

Discovery and Other Great Ship Models - Puget Sound Maritime Museum (Puget Sound Mari t ime Historical Society) presents a display of about 30 outstanding models of different types, including the 10' model in-progress of Capt. Vancouver's 1792 ship of exploration, Discovery. In the Armory every day (you might meet Lt. Peter Puget in the afternoons).

Ed Clark Classic Yacht Race - The Northwest 's finest classic wooden boats race here on Lake Union Friday afternoon for everyone to see. This is an official Wooden Yacht Racing Association event.

Folk Music - A lively offer ing of songs and merriment for land and sea, featuring a host of talents. Half-hour show every hour on the hour in the CWB Pub Tent (family seating section available).

Food Booths - A gastronomic extravaganza will be along Terry Avenue, the entrance to the Naval Reserve Center.

120' 1889 Tug Arthur Foss - Built the year Washington become a state and registered as a National Historical Monument .

Gas, Hot Air and Steam Engines - A working display of some unique early day engines.

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Real Live Boatwrights - Just like every day at the Center, a professional boatwright will be at work on a small boat in our Boatshop. Boatwrights are famous talkers and will gladly stop working to chat with visitors.

Rowing Races - Cutthroat crews in ferocious competition in longboat and gigs, in-cluding CWB's own gig, Dan, and longboat, Anna. First call to oars at noon each day. Watch the races off the North Quay. Losers will walk the plank.

Saturday Breakfast-Begin your day at the Festival with a hearty breakfast in the Pub Tent for just $5. Awards for the Ed Clark Memorial Yacht Race will be announced.

Silent Auction - One silent auction on Saturday afternoon and one on Sunday, featur-ing a plethora of goodies, including but not limited to boat supplies and nautical gear, artwork, fine and casual dining, books and getaways. In the Armory.

Spar Making - A crew of shipwrights from the schooner Zodiac and CWB will be making a 30' boom for the Zodiac the old-fashioned way - with hand tools. In the Northwest Seaport courtyard.

Strip Plank Kayak Construction - Paul Ford's display is a how-to on building strip plank kayaks.

Toy Boat Building - Come build a toy boat! Kids of all ages welcome. We supply the wood, glue, nails, tools, masts, sails - all the materials you need. You supply the imagi-nation. This is one of the favorite events of the Festival.

Water Taxis - Take a ride in a variety of traditional wooden rowboats, a selections of sailboats, a clutch of classic powerboats or our 20 ' 1906 steam launch, Puffin. Board at the C W B Boathouse or at the Naval Reserve Center North Pier.

165' 1897 Schooner Wawona - Welcome aboard the last lumber schooner in the Pacific Northwest. See how the restoration is progressing.

Wooden Boats - The whole reason for the Festival! Expect to see more 100 wooden boats of all sizes in addition to our own fleet of nearly 100 small wooden boats. Vessels of all types and vintages will be in port including sail, power, rowing and paddling boats, tugs, workboats, one-of-a-kind designs - and two 23' Cape Anne dories, Pa-tience and Spirit, built in Olympia and rowed more than 60 miles from Olympia to Lake Union by kids in the Sound Opportunities youth program.