Tuesday, 14 February 2012

Heybridge Hulk Cycle

Well, the hulk walk turned into a Goldhanger SC cruiser section's icycle bonanza of a day out - an ice-cycle atop the slippery seawall. The day started with a detour into Maldon, opposite the Hythe, to check out some boaty bits at The Little Ship Club's boat jumble. Here, mingling alongside the enticing sausage sandwiches, small-boat sailors jostled for table space, and even more Goldhanger SC folk were found thumbing fettelishly through fabled old books and an assortment of useful sail ironmongery. Alas, silver crossed palms in an impressive display of hand wizardry only ever seen once before on the card players table. Laden, it was to Heybridge we went...

As dunlin worked the tide-lines SBS members scour the frozen fringes of the Blackwater to survey the Charles Burley



The Thames barge hulk - a study

A true "mud bath" Lady Helen

Just about ready to move in?


Very hard to spot this hulk but once you catch the shape of her rudder her game of hide and seek in the marsh is up

This was the 3rd hulk we explored, a barge hulk I had been waiting information on. I have asked a few people in the past but none knew of a hulk in this site and she had simply been long forgotten, so thanks to the Society for Sailing Barge Research who list her as being; in all probability, 'Betsy' . How lovely is that name? - A name of personal significance to as I have always named my trucks Betsy. Such a hardworking reliable and endeering name. Her last recognisable days were spent as a house barge here.

Saturday, 4 February 2012

Barge Hulk Walk

The sailormans final berth


Hidden deep in the mire of mud and marsh sits an historic old girl. Her rotting hulk lays burst at its seems with silt oozing from her once cargo-laden hold. To get right up close, on foot, actually in the depths of the creek; to smell these wet timbers gives one an overwhelming sense of carnage that took place in seconds rather than the many decades it has taken to become, what is, in a way a scene with similarities to old WW1 images of blown out trenches. To then hear the call of the waders is haunting indeed...
Attempting sailing into this tiny little creek needs a certain level of water, even for the shoal-est of keels as in both Huffler, which I once owned, and more recently Shoal Waters. Even so, I managed to get in on both boats to take a glimpse at a former marvel of our tideways the Saltcote Belle. She was built by John Howard at Maldon to work from Saltcote Maltings and was launched in 1895 and was once described as being one of the prettiest barges Howard's built. She won many races back in the 20s and was, on occasion, chartered as a yacht for up to two weeks at a time to holidaying parties, when the hold was filled with camp beds and cooking stoves. Her skipper at the time relished this change in duties which must have been a refreshing rest-bite from the everyday toiling up to the bustling wharves of London.

Her steering gear is still in place and is one of the first things you will notice when entering this long forgotten place. The need for water to gain access means that most of her will be covered so to get these pictures one needs to dry out. Many other bits of ironwork and rigging can also be made out.

When I first made this post I had asked for information on the torpedo boat that is sitting next to Saltcote Belle; Many thanks to Colin Swindale for letting me know she was a D" type Fairmile called Catherine. Colin also tells me she came to Tollesbury to be a houseboat in the mid 1960's" before being laid to rest in the creek. He was also fortunate enough to have skippered Saltcote Belle on a few occasions when she was a yacht, and remembers her sailing gear was put into the Felix. How good is that!

What is also interesting in this picture is what to me looks very much like a flat bottomed wooden lighter. Seen top left in the image. These were used pre 1950s to store sprats and similar when unloading from a smack. They could be moved about on the hards or towed up the creeks to sit beside a farm wall - a floating cart, when the tide came up, that would sit nicely flat when it retreated.

Contact me if you would like to come along on one of our walks. They probably last a couple of hours and finish with a cuppa somewhere warm. Bring your sea boots. Some of us use cycles so bring yours if you wish.