more boat handling
February is generally a bit too cold and
murky for a proper diving weekend, so a
handful of London No 1-ers ventured off
early this year on the next best thing: a boat
handling course.
Megan, Alex, Jonny Wilmot (a.k.a.
“Sicknote”) and Jon Chapper (as an ‘observer’)
signed up for the RYA Level II course, which
covers boat handling up to a level equivalent
to the BSAC boat handling certificate. Joe,
Tobias and I had already completed this
course. We instead opted for the RYA
Intermediate course combined with a BSAC
Diver Coxswain assessment.
The weekend kicked off (as always) in the
pub. Failing to find anywhere decent near our
B&B in Selsey, we chose the nearest pub that
had passable real ale. Unable to talk much
over the pumping music we indulged in a pool
competition, several pints, and a curry.
Saturday morning took us to Wittering
Divers, our base for the weekend. Taking a
course run in a diving shop is definitely not to
be recommended. Although the standard of
tuition is high, the staff are all friendly and the
tea and coffee flow like water, it is nigh-on
impossible to walk past rows of shiny new
dive kit several times a day without feeling at
least tempted. I don’t think anyone got away
without buying something, and Sicknote
walked out with several hundred pounds
worth of new drysuit!
Our course kicked off with a few hours of
theory. Since we had all completed our Day
Skipper theory course (or were in the process
of doing it) this was fairly straightforward. We
went over our knowledge of collision
regulations, lights, sounds, buoy shapes, etc.
We did quite a bit of chartwork, calculating set
and drift of tide, and depth of water.
The last task before lunch was to form a
passage plan between two points in
‘unfamiliar waters’. We were each given a
start and end point on the chart. The job was
to determine a route between the two,
calculating tides, depths, etc. We had to write
ourselves notes adequate to navigate the
passage without
resorting back to the
chart. This was done by
noting compass
bearings, items of interest that we would see
(slipways, buildings, etc), and the buoys and
markers we would pass.
After lunch we went onto the water for an
afternoon of practical skills. This started with
a quick ‘play’ to get used to the boat, learning
how she handled. We then completed the
Level II assessment course (coming alongside,
reversing, picking up buoys) to prove that we
were competent enough for the rest of the
weekend.
After that we took it in turns to follow our
passage plans, one person behind the controls
while someone else gave directions. I am
pleased to report that we all successfully
reached our destinations and all navigation
(even mine!) was spot-on. The only slight
incident was a minor argument with a
sandbank, where our instructor’s final
directions, “You’re getting too close. Turn to
port. Turn to port. TURN TO PORT!!!!!!!!”
were misconstrued as a turn to starboard. We
got off the sandbank OK though thanks to a
nifty bit of boat handling by the instructor, and
the whole incident was watched with wry
amusement by the twenty-or-so people racing
dinghies nearby.
Saturday evening was a fairly muted affair.
Everyone was so shattered from their day
afloat that we were all in bed shortly after
dinner.
Sunday took us straight back out onto the
water to complete our BSAC Diver Coxswain
assessment. This consisted of various tasks
culminating in locating and shotting a dive
site, putting divers into the water, then
retrieving them. Joe went first, using transits
to find a small WWII vessel just off the South
coast. The transits were fairly dodgy to say the
least. One was to line up a withy [local word for
a wooden stake in the water, Ed] with a water
tower, a task not helped when the withy is
about two inches wide and half a mile away
through haze. The second transit involved
lining up a yellow buoy with a block of flats,
only the buoy looked black on a grey sea, and
was only visible every third or fourth wave.
Still, he found the wreck easily (as verified
by sonar), threw in the shot and sent Tobias
and I after it. That was probably not the best
dive I have ever done. At two metres (never
mind the bottom at 10m) visibility was down
to zero. We could only communicate through
touch. Luckily the only requirement for Diver
Coxswain is that divers do actually submerge:
no particular dive time is required. So we
effectively ‘bounced’ off the bottom and back
to the surface, thus ending Joe’s exercise.
My dive site was somewhat easier, being a
small drop-off in a channel near Itchenor. To
find it was simply a matter of motoring out
from the shore (after finding the correct point
using the chart) and watching until the depth
on the sonar dramatically increased.
One shot placement, however, had to be
seen to be believed. Dropping a shot is quite a
tricky task for the boat handler, really. You
have to drive in on one transit while keeping
your eyes on one or two others, watch the
sonar and control the boat. It shouldn’t be a
surprise if at least one job gets forgotten about,
so forgetting to slow the boat down and put
the gears into neutral is entirely forgivable.
Mind you, I wasn’t the one who had to toss a
large shot weight overboard while under way
at 10 knots. I just wish I’d had a camera handy
to capture the look on our instructor’s face.
Once we had finished that exercise, had
lunch, and the shotee’s nerves had calmed
down, we navigated some more complex
passage plans. These required much more
careful preparation since we journeyed up
tributaries that dried out, and we were bang on
low water. All went smoothly again, besides
one minor surprise. The boat handling mantra
of “always keep a good look-out” was
forgotten by all (including the instructor). It
does rather shock you when you turn around
to see a vessel five times your size right behind
you!
Despite our few minor mishaps, we all
passed both our RYA Intermediate Powerboat
certificate, and the BSAC Diver Coxswain
award. Those on the Level II course all passed
too. I have been assured there were no
mistakes or mishaps on the other course –
either they are all naturally gifted boat
handlers or they have made a vow of silence to
each other. I’m sure we will find out one day.
You will also note that I have chosen not to
name the high-speed shotters or boat
grounders, in order to protect those who can’t
answer back for the next three months…
It was a thoroughly enjoyable weekend, for
us at least – I’m not sure about our instructors.
It was also very educational, and taught us a
lot both about practical boat handling and
general seamanship. I do however now realise
why the club is not keen on us using Percy Too
for boat handling courses!
Morgan
[Boat Handling Course - February 2005]
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