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The Ultimate Freight Canoe

Donnie Mullen

Abundant cargo-carrying capacity was uppermost in Francis “Mick” Fahey’s mind when he designed a wood-and-canvas freight canoe for his own use in the 1960s. The canoe’s versatility has made its successors, including this Jerry Stelmok–built Moosehead Laker named FIELD OF STREAMS, popular among camp owners and fishing guides in the Maine lakes.

Maine is big. The last time my wife and I returned from an Allagash River trip, it took us more than five hours to drive from Fort Kent to Camden. Fort Kent is within sight of New Brunswick, and Camden is about halfway up the coast. Either a northern paddle trip or the long drive home would acquaint one with two of the state’s best features: its extensive forest and its phenomenal supply of fresh water.

It’s easy to forget that 150 years ago, travel in northern Maine was chiefly accomplished by small watercraft. As a result, interior Maine has a rich history of regional small craft. Recently, we set off in search of one of these old-time boats, to the fabled Kennebago Lake region in western Maine to experience firsthand a scarcely known regional craft, and the guide who is happy to sing its praises.

Bill Stevens first visited Kennebago Lake in 1958, when he was 12, on a fly-fishing trip with his father. Watching the grace of his father’s cast made a lasting impression, and thus began a lifelong love for the Maine outdoors shared between father and son, a connection that evolved to include the co-ownership of a camp on Kennebago since 1984, where Stevens (now retired) and his wife, Jan, spend their summers.

Stevens’s boat, FIELD OF STREAMS, is a 20 wood-and-canvas canoe, a model called the Moosehead Laker built by the expert hands of Jerry Stelmok and designed by legendary Maine woodsman and guide Francis “Mick” Fahey. In the 1960s, Fahey designed the boat in the spirit of North Woods freight canoes as a one-off, which he called VOYAGER. Fahey first carved a half model, which he then used to produce offsets to build a construction jig.

Donnie Mullen

The 4’-wide Moosehead Laker has generous tumblehome, affording great bearing surface, especially aft where the shape supports the weight of the outboard motor. A spray rail extends almost full length .

Specifically, VOYAGER was built to haul building supplies to his retirement home at Chesuncook Village, which at the time was accessible only by crossing Chesuncook Lake’s notoriously choppy 20-mile length. VOYAGER’s hull, which has a 4 beam and is 20 deep amidships, can carry 1,500 lbs of cargo and still hold a few passengers. Though VOYAGER was intended to handle a small outboard, Fahey built substantial rocker into the aft 3 of the keel, which left the narrow, 26” transom high enough to allow for efficient paddling and poling.

In 1982, a fire destroyed Fahey’s home along with his cherished VOYAGER. The form, however, was spared. Fahey was nearly 80 at the time and saw no reason to rebuild, so he handed his form on to a young Stelmok, his colleague Rollin Thurlow, and their nascent canoe-building business (see WB No. 67). (Although they are no longer business partners, Stelmok and Thurlow continue to share Fahey’s original form.) The young builders added stations to the inside of the form to strengthen it, increased the ribbands to assure a fair hull in repeated constructions, and installed steel bands to turn the points of clench nails.

Donnie Mullen

Fly casting is something of a “zen” experience, which can only be aided by being surrounded by the
beauty of a wood-and-canvas canoe’s interior. On the practical side, the fisherman has a stable platform
and ample working room forward.

Although the Moosehead Laker is an elegant and supremely capable freight canoe, most of the customers who came to Stelmok and Thurlow with an interest in the model—Stevens among them—were most attracted by the design’s promise for fishing or guiding, taking note of its comfort, space, and stability. Another draw for these clients was the boat’s square-sterned design, which allows the boat to carry an outboard motor. Also, its draft when empty was only about 4, which meant that it could cover miles easily yet sneak into the shallowest of inlets. The canoe is known for its stability, and substantial tumblehome makes the hull strong. Such tumblehome, however, can allow water to sneak in at the gunwales, so Fahey placed spray rails 6 to 8” below the sheer.

While Fahey limited his interior fitout to single seats at the stern and bow, Stelmok and Thurlow today can include an assortment of enhancements: mahogany bench seats, a deck with coamings, folding seats, a floor rack, storage drawers, and rowing stations, to name a few. When paddled, the Moose­head Laker benefits from having three or four people take to the paddles.

Fahey’s VOYAGER had significant sweep to the sheer at the bow, a purely romantic quality that helped distinguish his design from its more utilitarian brethren. Stelmok and Thurlow chose to decrease this sweep by a few inches.

Donnie Mullen

With a beam of 4’, the canoe has enough width to be rowed by two people, but it can also be paddled.

In 2010, after several years of ownership, Stevens made a rare trip outside the Kennebago watershed with FIELD OF STREAMS, launching it instead in Chesuncook Lake. With a mischievous grin, he pulled out his phone to capture an image of a sizable wave crashing over a darkly clad bow paddler. “That’s my wife,” he smirked. “She’s a good sport.” Clients have used Stelmok’s Moose­head Laker (and Thurlow’s version, called the Voyager model) in diverse waters ranging from Lake Erie to the Maine coast. Stelmok even outfitted one for sailing.

Early one August morning, while I waited at the dock below Grant’s Kennebago Camps, Stevens emerged silently from the edges of the mist-cloaked lake paddling FIELD OF STREAMS. No sooner had he welcomed me aboard than the fog swallowed us. As we bonded over a shared fondness for Stelmok’s work, I felt as though I had stepped back in time, to a simpler world of jovial guides, glistening wood canoes, and giant trout rising toward a well-placed fly.

Later, when the mist cleared, we headed toward Stevens’s beloved Upper River. The rounded, conifer-clad top of West Kennebago Mountain welcomed us to The Logan, a reedy wetland that separates the Upper Kennebago River from its lower half. Open water led to a narrow, graveled channel. I was happily overwhelmed, both by the beauty of the area and what I hoped to accomplish in the boat: paddle, row, motor, fly-fish.

In short, the Moosehead Laker is a versatile boat.

Donnie Mullen

The Moosehead Laker can take gear and passengers for extended fishing journeys, her quiet four-stroke outboard hardly breaking the tranquility of the day. The anchor forward can be set from the cockpit to hold her quietly steady while casting.

As we ascended the stream, Stevens stuck his paddle overboard to illustrate the limited depth required to float FIELD OF STREAMS, a mere half a paddle blade. I was reminded of Fahey, who once observed, “I fear the short canoe is made for an unknowing and gullible public,” after his 20-footer passed unscathed over a shallows that wreaked havoc on a fleet of 16 canoes.

When Stevens and I reached a high-banked pool, he turned us around and handed me the paddle. I was giddy, and a tad anxious, to take command of the girth and length of the mesmerizing hull. While I eased us downstream, Stevens stood in the bow and cast. When a family of kayakers passed us, Stevens announced, “This is a real treat. I’ve never fished from up here.”

Donnie Mullen

For Maine Guide Bill Stevens, a wood-and-canvas canoe is part of the experience of Kennebago Lake, where he first visited with family in 1958. He has summered at his camp on the lake since 1984, and he has been a registered Maine Guide since 2001.

For my part, I found the Moosehead Laker easier to singlehand than I had expected, though I did have blisters by day’s end. During a moment of drift, I exclaimed, “This is a big boat, but it still acts like a canoe.” Stevens concurred. He said that he prefers the paddle to the motor or oars. He uses the motor to cross the lake or head upstream and then pulls out the paddle for the fine maneuvering. When it comes to stability and tracking, the Moosehead Laker takes care of itself, according to Stevens. He generally doesn’t even have to counterbalance while a client fishes. As I navigated a tight bend in the river, Stevens said, “See now, it even turns on a dime.” When I swung wide and ducked under some brush, he added, “Well, maybe a quarter.” I did find the bow a bit unwieldy when a straightaway coincided with some wind. In these circumstances, Stevens doesn’t hesitate to drop the paddle and go for the motor. Easy for us paddle geeks to forget, but the Moose­head Laker is a motorboat first.

When we returned to the lake, I got a crack at the motor. Stevens uses a 5-hp outboard, favoring its lightness, although Fahey used a 7.5-hp. As we sped off, Stevens leaned back comfortably against the deck. Not surprisingly, the Moosehead Laker tracked like a bullet and carved gracefully while the interior remained dry. When we reached the middle of the lake, I cut the motor and rowed us back to shore. I found the Moosehead Laker a delight to row, though not as nimble as the local 17 Rangeley boat type. Before we parted, Stevens insisted I try a few casts. The hull felt so solid beneath me, I might as well have been standing on land.

Earlier in the day, as we hung below West Kennebago, surrounded by the moose-friendly Logan, I had said to Stevens, “I understand why you don’t tire of this place.” Later, it occurred to me that Stelmok had once said as much about building his boats: the process had held his interest all these years because he never tired of gazing at the interior of a freshly varnished wood-and-canvas canoe.

As I stepped back onto the dock at Grant’s, FIELD OF STREAMS’s mahogany and cedar were ablaze in the midday sun. While Stevens motored toward his century-old camp, my mind wandered back over the foggy morning, to the era when wood and canvas reigned.


Jerry Stelmok, Island Falls Canoe, www.islandfallscanoe.com.
Rollin Thurlow, Northwoods Canoe Company, www.wooden-canoes.com.
Bill Stevens, Kennebago Fly Fishing, [email protected]

Rescue Minor

Kees Prins

Shallow draft, center console, room for a family, and an electric motor make this Rescue Minor, built by students at the Great Lakes Boat Building School, an ideal boat for Michigan’s Les Cheneaux Islands.

A couple of years ago, Bill Hunt of Aspen, Colorado, was looking for a boat with a very shallow draft. Hunt is a summer resident of Michigan’s Les Cheneaux Islands, and his home waters of Lakes Huron and Michigan currently have lower water levels than normal. Due to a combination of human and environmental factors the lakes are about 2 below mean level. As a result, many areas in the Les Cheneaux Islands have become inaccessible or hazardous for deep-draft boats. For his purposes, Hunt settled on a modified version of Rescue Minor.

William Atkin designed the Rescue Minor in 1942 as a military launch capable of rescuing wounded soldiers and sailors at speed from very shallow waters. The Atkin website (www.atkinboatplans.com) describes the design as a “tunnel-stern V-bottom Seabright skiff.” Besides the Rescue Minor, the Atkins designed several other tunnel-hulled boats, from a 17 utility scow to a 50 houseboat.

Atkin’s Rescue Minor is 196 long and with two people aboard draws only 6, even at top speed. How is this possible for an inboard-powered craft of this size, considering the placement of the motor, shaft angles, prop size, and so forth? The answer is found in Atkin’s incorporation of a “box keel” into the hull. This type of keel takes the form of a smaller flat-bottomed boat beneath the much bigger main hull.

At the forward sections, the hull looks like a typical double-chined powerboat. About two-thirds of the way aft, however, the hull’s transition to the box keel becomes evident. The flat bottom continues in a straight line, forming the narrower flat bottom of the box keel. The upper chine continues in a fair curve to the lower transom corners. The lower chine, however, narrows and rises aft, forming the joint at the hull’s centerline where the top of the box keel sides meet the hull bottom. The result forms a tunnel stern.

The box keel comes to point quite a bit before the transom and just in front of the propeller. The propeller extends no lower than the bottom of the box keel, so it is protected in shallow waters. When the boat is at rest the propeller is partly out of the water. As the boat starts to move through the water, the water runs past the sides of the box keel into the cavity holding the propeller. The wash of the water in these channels immerses the propeller completely, resulting in a very easy motion through the water. The Rescue Minor is a fast boat that rests upright on a beach, moves smoothly through chop, and is very fuel-efficient; some owners report figures of over 25 mpg.

Kees Prins

The Rescue Minor’s box keel directs water to the finely formed horn timber that supports the propeller.

The second-year students in the Wood/Epoxy Composite program of the Great Lakes Boat Building School in Cedarville, Michigan, took on the construction of the new boat, NEPENTHEas their major project for the year. Kees Prins, their instructor, considered the longstanding heritage of runabout designs of the Les Cheneaux Islands and the characteristics of the waters of upper Lake Huron in his revision of the Atkin design. He kept everything below the waterline exactly as drawn, but revised the topsides lines of NEPENTHE.

Prins introduced more flare in the bow, provided a bit more sweep to the sheer, and reshaped the stern, curving the transom and adding a pleasing amount of tumblehome aft. Hunt preferred to have a center console for better balance when driving the boat solo, so Prins fitted\ seating for four adults along with storage for their gear around this centerpiece.

Beyond these structural modifications, NEPENTHE also differs in its means of propulsion, using an electric motor instead of an internal-combustion engine. The motor for NEPENTHE is a 6.5-hp, 48-volt standard brush-type, which has a range of 24 nautical miles at 6 knots or 50 nautical miles at 5 knots. Given the pristine natural beauty of the area and the proximity of the 13 major islands in the Les Cheneaux archipelago, those ranges work very well with convenient charging in several locations.

Bud McIntire

NEPENTHE’s center console hides three of her four batteries along with the charger and motor controller.

The motor requires 700 lbs of batteries, resulting in a challenge for Prins and his students to accommodate and balance them all in the hull. The four 255AH AGM (absorbed glass mat) batteries each weigh 175 lbs. The builders placed one battery in the forward compartment and three under the console. The boat floats nicely on her lines, although the battery weight caused the draft to increase from the as-designed 6 to 8, with a total displacement of 1,800 lbs. The class estimates that the plywood-epoxy hull itself weighs about 400 lbs less than a hull built exactly as drawn by Atkin, offsetting the additional weight of the batteries somewhat.

The students began lofting the boat in early October 2012. After lofting, they built a strongback and positioned along it 34 Douglas-fir frames 24 on center. The 1½-square sternpost and the floor timbers of 38” marine plywood came next, followed by the laminated, curved transom. Installing the four laminated Douglas-­fir chine logs, two at the top of the box keel and two at the chine, and the ¾ marine-plywood bottom was a bit tricky, as the hull requires a good bit of twist in these pieces as they run from the stem to the start of the tunnel. The students determined that it could be done without breaking the plywood or having to kerf it. The tunnel’s shape at the after end of the hull required a unique horn timber, carefully crafted from sapele by one of the students to funnel the water coming past the box keel onto the blades of the protected propeller.

Next came the topsides. Instead of the ¾ marine plywood specified on the plans, the class used glued strakes of 3⁄8 marine plywood. After the planking was finished, the class reinforced the entire exterior with fiberglass cloth set in epoxy. Then they flipped the boat right-side up and work began on the interior. The sapele inner keel reinforces the rudderpost and propeller shaft. The students installed a stainless-steel rudder, as called for in Atkin’s original design, driven by a cable steering system.

There are watertight bulkheads forward and aft, which add strength and provide storage space and buoyancy in the boat’s ends. The flotation volume is sufficient, even considering the weight of the batteries and motor, for the boat to have positive flotation if swamped. To determine the placement of the batteries, the class considered the boat’s trim foremost, but also took into account the layout of the console and seating arrangement. They built plywood mockups of several console arrangements and conferred with the owner in deciding on the best design. Putting three of the four batteries and the motor controller and charger near the center of the boat under the tilting console resolved this key issue. Then they laid out the remaining seating around the console, making enough room for four adults to sit comfortably in the boat.

Kees Prins

Kees Prins’s modifications to the Rescue Minor included a center console, seating for four adults, electric power, and flotation compartments forward and aft.

The class launched NEPENTHE a couple of days before their June 6 graduation, so they had an opportunity to cruise the waterways and enjoy the quiet pace of the boat. Hunt and his family have been well satisfied with both the performance and the quality of the finished craft. He knew that the electric propulsion system would not get the boat anywhere close to its planing speed of 18 knots, but he preferred the quiet-running electric drive, combined with Rescue Minor’s size and shallow draft, as the best combination for him and his family. He has found that even in a 1 to 2 chop, the boat cuts through the water without pounding, tracks very well, and is relatively dry at cruising speed. Part of this stability and tracking is related to placing the heavy batteries low in the boat. Hunt has found that the partially submerged prop cavitates when reversing, and can be a challenge; however, he solves the issue by keeping weight in the stern when backing down.

In terms of improvements, Hunt has suggested that he would like to change to a more sophisticated battery system when the pricing becomes reasonable. A lighter battery, such as lithium-ion, or even a switch to an internal-combustion engine, would reduce the weight and raise the center of gravity with resulting changes in handling. It would also give the boat more range and speed. Given the space allocated for the conventional batteries, this is a change that could easily be made at a future date.

The project was a most rewarding accomplishment for the students as well as their instructor, and one that satisfied a very discerning client. And in the end, what could be better than a beautiful summer’s day gliding into shallow waters in which the family can splash and play, then silently heading for home with the lap of water on the strakes, the wind and the eagles above as the only sounds. Perhaps that’s why Hunt named the boat NEPENTHE, after an ancient Greek medicinal compound formulated to help people forget their cares and worries.


Plans no longer available from Atkin Boat Plans, plans will eventually be offered through Mystic Seaport. More information available from Great Lakes Boat Building School.

William Atkin

The sectional views below show how the underbody of William Atkin’s Rescue Minor changes drastically in shape from bow to stern. At right, the top body plan is by Kees Prins and the bottom one is by William Atkin. Prins kept the underbody exactly the same, but above the waterline he hollowed the bow sections slightly and added significant tumblehome to the stern.

William Atkin

Particulars:
LOA 19′ 6″
LWL 19′ 0″
Beam 5′ 8″
Draft 8″
Displ 1,800 lbs
Power 48-volt, 6-hp electric motor

The Peterborough Nomad

John Summers

This 15′ cedar-strip Peterborough Nomad by Woodwind Yachts was built on a mold created from an original Nomad launched by the Peterborough Canoe Company in 1958.

As the market for recreational canoes expanded in the later years of the 19th century, two construction techniques emerged as builders responded to the challenges of manufacturing canoes on an industrial scale. The Old Town (Maine) Canoe Company and the Chestnut Canoe Company of Fredericton, New Brunswick, developed wood-and-canvas construction. In Peterborough, Ontario, and nearby towns, builders such as The Ontario Canoe Company, later to become the Peterborough Canoe Company, pioneered cedar-strip construction. This technique was based on John S. Stephenson’s 1883 patent for “Longitudinal Cedar Strip” construction (hereafter referred to simply as “cedar-strip”), which was awarded Canada Patent No. 32701 and U.S. Patent No. 292183.

Although there were many builders who employed the technique, the Peterborough Canoe Company became the best-known proponent of it, and their cedar-strip boats and canoes were sold around the world. By the mid-1950s their catalog offered cedar-strip hulls in a wide range of sizes and styles from open outboard boats to small cabin cruisers. Stephenson’s patented method, originally conceived for canoe construction, turned out to be a darned good way to build small wooden boats in general, and lots of them, too. No one will ever know exactly how many cedar-strip watercraft the Peterborough-­area companies turned out, but it is certainly in the tens of thousands. The cedar-strip outboard became the archetypal boat of cottage country in central and eastern Canada, and today many are still on the water. They are often well represented in the displays at antique and classic boat shows.

John Summers

The walk-through bridge-deck configuration is convenient for changing places under way.

Over the last 30 years, Ken Lavalette and his crew at Woodwind Yachts in Nestleton, Ontario, have restored more than 50 cedar-strip boats, many of them made by the Peterborough Canoe Company. Well loved and well used, they often come into his shop more than a little worse for wear and leave looking a whole lot better. As he worked on these boats, it occurred to Ken that often the number of hours required to restore them wasn’t far off what it would take to build one from scratch. At 15 LOA and 5 beam, the Peterborough Nomad runabout was big enough to carry a few people and their gear, but small enough to be easily trailered and stored. Was there a market for a new, traditionally built, cedar-strip runabout?

Lavalette decided to build a boat to test the market, so he measured an original 1957–58 Nomad and built the robust, nearly solid mold required for this method of construction. The Nomad was from the upper end of the Peterborough Canoe Company’s offerings, just below the Niagara model, which was advertised as “The Elite of the Fleet.” Of the Nomad and her shorter sister the Meander, the 1959 catalog said, “Where price is a consideration and an attractive craft, not quite as advanced in styling as our deluxe Sportliners, is desired, we offer our 14 Meander and 15 Nomad. Both models are proven designs and will give fast, seaworthy service.” Owners could have the boat as an open outboard or add steering, windshield, and deck hardware to turn the Nomad into the double-cockpit runabout described here. The sail-away price in 1959 was $730.

John Summers

With an all-up weight of between 400 and 500 lbs, depending on the motor, the Nomad trailers and launches easily.

Stephenson’s cedar-strip building method differs from contemporary wood-strip epoxy construction. The narrow and relatively thin planks, most often of red cedar, have ship-lapped edges and are fastened to steam-bent ribs. For each design, builders developed several plank shapes that together could be combined to cover the entire hull. This eliminated spiling each plank and meant that stock could be precut in large quantities to expedite construction. The shape of the planks, widest in the middle and tapered toward each end, meant that they could be started parallel to the keel and finish parallel to the gunwale without the need for stealers or the “football” shape commonly seen in wood-strip epoxy construction. It also avoided having the ends sweep upward and run out along the sheerline, as was sometimes done by other builders.

Despite the fact that he’d repaired many cedar-strip hulls, Lavalette had never built one from scratch, so there was some calculating to be done. The real intellectual property in cedar-strip construction lies in the mold itself and the plank patterns, so Lavalette set about lining off his mold to determine the plank shapes required. The prototype boat was built with two distinct plank shapes, but his later hulls have four or five. This more evenly divides the heavily curved area at the turn of the bilge, and avoids a somewhat unsightly downward turn of the hood ends as the planking approaches the bow. It’s the kind of detail only another boatbuilder would notice, but he wants to get it right and admits that he’s relearned on the job some of the tricks that the old factory builders figured out a long time ago.

Though he left the hull shape unchanged from the original, Lavalette slightly increased the scantlings of the stem, keel, ribs, transom, planking, and deck, based on what he had learned from his many restorations of this type. He made the stem from white oak laminated with epoxy, and the keel was solid white oak, notched for the ribs before being fastened to the mold. The half-round ribs were also oak and the transom mahogany. He steamed and bent the ribs into the notches on the keel, tucking their ends into cleats fastened to the mold at the sheerline. Before planking, he thoroughly varnished the back sides of the ribs and the end-grain of the transom.

Lavalette made the decks and planking from red cedar and the cockpit coamings from oak. The dashboard and other cockpit trim was mahogany. Building for longevity, he precoated each piece of wood with three coats of varnish prior to assembly. Later he’d give the whole hull structure another four coats before launching.

John Summers

With a rebuilt 1950s 35-hp Johnson outboard, the originally recommended power, the Nomad promises solid performance, with a top speed in the high 20s.

The Nomad built by Woodwind Yachts is simple and elegant inside, with only the bare minimum of hardware and fittings. The new hull is complemented by refurbished original 1950s running gear. Lavalette prefers to recondition period two-stroke outboards for the boats he sells, and he sticks with the original builder’s recommendation of a 35-hp motor. One customer wanted and received a four-stroke 50-hp unit, but that’s not recommended for everyone.

The boat trailers and launches easily. Underway, it can take a while to get to know the original controls, especially if you’re accustomed to a modern single-lever control and Teleflex steering. Because the Johnson shift unit has separate levers for the throttle and gear shift, and will only shift at very low rpms, you need to plan a little farther ahead when coming in to a dock. The pulley-and-cable steering also takes a bit more time to respond, but you’ll get the hang of it soon enough.

Underway, the boat feels solid and reliable. Though 25 mph is not at all fast by today’s standards, it’s a speed that will get you where you want to go and still let you have a pleasant conversation on the way. It might also save enough on gas, even with an older two-stroke, to let you pay for dinner when you get there. The Nomad turns and banks cleanly without skidding and, once the manual trim on the motor is adjusted, planes out to a nice level ride. With simple lines and an elegant all-bright finish, the boat is a head-turner both on the water and on the road. Because they were so popular, these cedar-strip boats seem to elicit fond recollections from onlookers.

As a modern classic, the Nomad combines the beauty of tradition with the durability and integrity of a brand-new boat. If you’re looking for a beautiful but also eminently practical small runabout, the Peterborough Nomad could be the boat, and Woodwind Yachts would be happy to build one for you. If you would like to do a good deed by finding an original one that is in need of a new home and a little work, that would be a good thing too. Commissioning a new one or refurbishing an old one will make the boating world a better and more attractive place.


New Peterborough Nomads built in the traditional longitudinal cedar-strip technique and equipped with rebuilt 1950s outboards are available from Woodwind Yachts. Used cedar-strip boats in a variety of sizes and configurations can often be found for sale in classified ads and at antique and classic boat shows and auctions.

Particulars:

LOA 15′ 3″
Beam 5′ 3″
Draft 6″
w/outboard 18″
Power 35-hp

Thompson Thomboy

ROD MELOTTE PHOTO IMAGERY

The author’s THOMMY, a 1955 Thompson Thomboy, is in original condition, with nothing anachronistic or out of place.

The term “Thompson Boat” conjures a picture of a white-painted lapstrake outboard boat with a stained and varnished mahogany deck and windshield frame. But these “iconic” Thompson watercraft were actually made for about a 15-year period in the company’s 92 years of operation, from the mid-1950s until the company dropped wooden boats from its product line in 1969. For much of the company’s history, cedar-strip hulls were the norm.

The Thomboy, one such boat, was introduced in late 1951 for the 1952 model year by Thompson Bros. Boat Mfg. Co. during the economic boom after the end of World War II. She was designed by Edward Thompson, one of six brothers who owned and operated the boat works. Thompson attended a naval architecture course as a young man and was a gifted designer.

A deluxe model at the time, the Thomboy came standard with the most factory-installed hardware and accessories the company offered. Wrap-around windshield, steering wheel and steering cables, navigation lights, bow and stern lifting rings and chocks were all standard. She was introduced that year as a 14-footer. In ’53, the company added a 16 version.

Thompson, with plants at Peshtigo, Wisconsin, and Cortland, New York, was the world’s largest builder of outboard boats. Peter Thompson started in the boatbuilding business in 1889 with Racine Hardware Mfg. Co., maker of Racine boats, and he later worked for Christopher Columbus Smith, founder of Chris-Craft, at Algonac, Michigan, before venturing out on his own with his brother Christ in 1904.

Andreas Jordahl Rhude

Original details, like the intact Thompson logo at the center of the steering wheel, contribute to a vintage boat’s authenticity.

Strip-built hulls and carvel-planked boats were common at Thompson. Small rowboats and outboard motorboats were the focus, but Thompson also claimed in a 1944 promotional flyer that the company was the world’s largest builder of one-design sailboats. They did make sailboats for many classes, including the SeaGull, Lightning, Snipe, Olympic, Cub, Comet, and Red Head. Their claim at being the largest builder of sailboats, however, may have been nothing more than boldness and company puffery.

Thompson had 62 models in its product lineup the year the Thomboy was introduced. Around 5,000 boats were built each year at the Peshtigo boat works and 4,000 more were built in the branch factory at Cortland. At Peshtigo, the output reached the astounding figure of 8,000 boats in the factory’s peak year, or 152 boats every week, 30 boats each workday. The factory was abuzz with saws, planers, and molders, and several hundred workers were busy building fine wooden boats.

Andreas Jordahl Rhude

Like many Thompsons, the Thomboy model was stripplanked over white oak frames, using western red cedar for the bottom and Philippine mahogany for the topsides.

The double-cockpit Thomboy runabout is strip-built with western red cedar below the spray rail and Philippine mahogany above the rail. The bead-and-cove strip planks are 3⁄8 thick and 11⁄8 wide. The boats were painted white below the spray rail and varnished above. The spray rail itself was a Thompson invention from the 1920s. The plywood decks and solid covering boards were stained a two-tone scheme, with dark and blond mahogany. This was a common finishing style among powerboat builders in the 1950s.

The 350-lb boat has a centerline length of 132 and beam of 55. The structural framing components such as keel, keelson, stringers, and steam-bent frames and stem are all-heartwood white oak. The strip planks are screw-fastened to the frames. Unlike some boatbuilders, Thompson did not nail the adjacent planks to each other through the width. The company was so proud of the Thomboy that she graced the cover of the 1953 brochure. Interestingly, the Thomboy was made at the Peshtigo factory only.

Andreas Jordahl Rhude

A mid-1950s boat begs for an appropriate outboard, in this case a 35-hp Johnson from 1957.

My ’55 Thomboy, called THOMMY, is in original condition, with no changes other than maintenance varnish coats added to the original varnish and paint on the bottom. She has never been restored.

The boat is pushed by a 1957 Johnson 35-hp outboard motor. The motor has a unique after-market tilt-and-lift system called a Lec-O-Lift, a hydraulic device operated by a hand pump on the dashboard. It was made by Cass Machine Screw Company in Minneapolis, Minnesota.

The boat is very fun to drive. She is used sparingly and with great care, but by no means is she a “trailer queen.” She is easy to launch and retrieve single-handed. At 350 lbs, she is amazingly seaworthy for such a Lilliputian boat. When banking tightly on curves, your elbows nearly hit the water!

In 1955, Thompson offered, as an add-on, fiberglass sheathing of the hull bottom from spray rail to spray rail. That option, which added $42 to the price, was included on this boat at the time of manufacture.

ROD MELOTTE PHOTO IMAGERY

The 14’ Thomboy model is very small for a runabout, but its ease of handling makes her a joy to drive, and being close to the water accentuates the sense of speed.

I am the third caretaker of the boat. She was originally ordered as a gift by a mother for her son’s 16th birthday. The boat arrived at Rhinelander, Wisconsin, from the Peshtigo factory, all wrapped up and crated. She was lifted off the delivery rig and transferred to another truck and driven to the Pelican Lake Boat Shop, a dealership at nearby Pelican Lake. There, she was outfitted with a 1956 Evinrude Lark 30-hp outboard motor. She was the queen of the lake for many years. The young owner and his friends used her for pulling water-skiers and cruising. The second owner was a childhood buddy of the original owner. He was there when the boat was delivered by Thompson to Rhinelander in 1955. He obtained her in 1972. The first two owners took great care of the boat. She was wiped clean after each use and any water in the boat was carefully mopped up. Ultimately the motor was replaced with a 35-hp 1957 Johnson.

No one knows exactly how many of the speedy little runabouts were produced between 1952 and 1956, the four years the type was produced. It must have been a low number compared to other models. In 1953, the 14 Thomboy was priced at $725 and the 16-footer was $870, with standard accessories, not including the motor or the trailer. It was by far the most expensive model. The 15 Ranger canoe, the company’s lowest-priced boat, was only $168. THOMMY was ordered with the optional factory-upholstered seats, which added $125 more to the base price.

Today only 18 Thomboy boats are known to exist. There may be more hidden away, waiting to be discovered. I own two of the 18: THOMMY and another 1955 version that is in dire need of a major restoration. THOMMY the Thomboy is a multiple award-winner at several antique and classic boat shows.

The Thompson Thomboy is a fun, nimble watercraft. Her beautiful, streamlined hull handles rough water like a much bigger boat. This particular boat has brought joy to many people over the past 58 years. Cheers to another six decades of boating and enjoyment!


For information on Thompson runabouts, see www.thompsondockside.com. The author is the president of Thompson Antique & Classic Boat Rally, Inc.

Andreas Jordahl Rhude

Attentive care over the decades has kept THOMMY in pristine condition.

Cygnet 20

In late 2015, having left the demands of corporate work behind,  I returned to sailing after an absence of 35-plus years as crew on an Elan 310 fractional sloop, racing as a member of the Royal Brighton Yacht Club on Port Phillip Bay in Victoria, Australia. I quickly started looking around for a suitable sailboat that I could use on non-racing days. To my dismay, I discovered that Australia, unlike the U.K., U.S., and many European countries, offered a paucity of viable craft. Many, if not most, of the available boats ranged from 30 to 50 years in age and, more often than not, required a major overhaul or a dignified burial.

Over the next three years, I took several wrong turns and traveled hours to view duds with more holes than the ridiculous number of zeros in the asking price. But at last, I narrowed my search and settled on looking for a trailerable sailboat. I also knew that it needed to be a boat I could sail on my own with minimal help, if needed, from my wife. In late 2019, I happened upon Bluewater’s Cygnet 20.

The Cygnet 20 originated in 2013 with a brief by Bluewater Cruising Yachts’ founder, David Bradburn, presented to yacht designers Will Hardcastle and Peter Lowe, to create an entry-level cruising yacht at an affordable price, with overnight or weekend accommodation for a couple or family of four. In August 2017, the prototype was launched at the Sydney Boat Show.

The 23′ design was inspired by England’s small traditional gaff-rigged working boats. It evokes the past with its plumb stem and only slightly raked transom, fixed bowsprit, samson post, transom-hung rudder on bronze pintles and gudgeons, classic portholes, and of course, tanbark sails and high-peaked gaff. In just a few years, the Cygnet 20 has become a highly sought-after inland-waterways cruiser across Australia, suitable for both river raids and competition racing; one was even recently delivered to Lake George in upstate New York.

Jan Kent

Still in the shop under construction, the lifting coach roof, with its simple expanding cross-struts, is clearly visible. This unusual feature increases headroom, ventilation, and natural light in the cabin.

The hull is built in two pieces. The first, a hand-laid, solid fiberglass molding, incorporates the hull and centerboard case. The second molding, also of hand-laid fiberglass, includes the deck, cabin, cockpit, water-ballast tanks, and interior structures including the berths. The two moldings are joined by an external hull flange at the gunwale, which is capped with a Pacific teak (Vitex) rubrail. Between the rubrail and the coach roof there is a narrow side deck, which provides a secure walkway along the entire length of the boat. The mast, gaff, boom, and bowsprit are carbon fiber and the sails are from Hood Sails in Sydney.

The mast is stepped in a deck-mounted stainless-steel tabernacle supported by a stainless-steel compression post mounted on the keel; it is held in place with a stainless-steel through-pin. The rudder is hung on bronze pintles and is easily removable. The foiled centerboard is of laminated fiberglass with 220 lbs of internal lead ballast. The bowsprit is mounted to the samson post, which acts as a secure mooring bitt.

All surfaces (hull, deck, coach roof, and interior) are offered in Oyster White as standard, but there is a wide range of hull-color options.

The rigging, and most of the deck hardware, is from Ronstan or Harken including jib tracks, jam cleats, mooring cleats, and standing-rigging fittings. The shrouds are U-bolted through the hull-and-deck joint, while the forestay is bolted to the end of the bowsprit, and the bobstay is U-bolted to the stem just above the boot top. Tufnell blocks and Langman cordage are fitted as standard and further complement the traditional look and feel of gaff-rigged boats.

Construction, including all rigging and interior outfitting, is by Bluewater Cruising Yachts who offer various optional items. For example, I chose to add four wooden Pacific teak (Vitex) handrails, a pop-top incorporated with the companionway hatch that includes a color-matched WeatherMAX UV fabric enclosure that features roll-up window covers, bug screens, and complete companionway zip-through access. It allows for full standing headroom below and increases the cabin’s natural light and ventilation.

While the Cygnet 20 is a production boat, that does not prevent the enthusiast from adding their own personal touches. I have added cabin instruments, including a barometer and clock, and a depthsounder, fitted a removable anchor roller, replaced the original sheet bags, and am working on wooden racks for a hand-held VHF, binoculars, and iPad.

Dairne Lee John

The spacious cockpit and high boom offer plenty of comfort for sailing with company, and with a tiller extension and running lines that all lead back to the cockpit, everything is easily to hand for the singlehanded sailor.

 

The Cygnet 20 has a towing weight of 1,874 lbs. Loaded onto a single-axle trailer, offered by Bluewater, the Cygnet 20 can be towed by most family cars or an SUV.

When the Cygnet 20’s mast is lowered it pivots in the tabernacle, along with the boom, gaff, and both sails, which remain attached, and it is supported on a removable timber boom crutch at the stern. The rig is raised and lowered complete—the sails are bent on, the gaff and boom are attached to the mast, and the furled jib is left in place on the forestay. To rig the boat is straightforward, even for a singlehander: insert the two drain bungs, remove the trailer straps, remove and roll-up the one-piece sail cover, attach the Windex vane to the masthead, loosen all lines and remove any ties, and raise the mast while hauling in the forestay, which is led through a sheave at the end of the bowsprit then back to the cockpit. After the mast comes to a stop—fully upright in the tabernacle—the person doing the hauling walks forward to tie the forestay off at a bow-mounted cleat. Finally, a stainless-steel locking pin is inserted through the tabernacle and mast.

All that remains to be done is to raise the topping lift to free the boom crutch so it can be folded and put away, adjust the shroud tension (if necessary), tidy all lines, hang fenders, give one final check all around, and then launch the boat off the trailer. From start to finish, the boat can be rigged and launched within 30 minutes.

Thanks to the hull profile, the Cygnet 20 can stand upright when dried out. The forefoot is deep and flows into a wide, flat keel plank. With the engine, rudder, and centerboard raised you can run the boat up onto a sandy beach, drop the sand anchor, and camp overnight.

The cockpit features two lazarettes, a deep coaming for good back support and a dry ride in a strong wind, and a nonskid surface throughout that offers surprisingly comfortable seating even without cushions. There is no mainsheet traveler; instead, the mainsheet is led through a 4:1 block-and-tackle system anchored in the center of the cockpit sole. As a result, the cockpit feels uncluttered and spacious and has ample seating for four adults. The starboard lazarette houses the fuel tank for the outboard motor as well as access for the fuel line. The port lazarette houses a hand-operated bilge pump, which is also used to empty the two internal water-ballast tanks, one located beneath (and across) the two quarter berths and the other tank beneath (and across) the cockpit sole aft of the centerboard. Each has a capacity of 63-1⁄2 U.S. gallons, and water is let in via a bronze through-hull and stainless-steel valves. The rear tank, subject to sailing conditions and preferences, can be isolated and not filled; filling the forward tank is a prerequisite before setting off. I found that on light wind days, with four adults on board, the Cygnet was well-balanced with only the forward ballast tank filled to capacity.

Jan Kent

The two quarter berths are each more than 6′ in length making them suitable for taller crewmembers. The optional folding table sits above the centerboard trunk and provides a useful work surface even when folded away; when extended it is large enough for four people to dine in comfort.

Emptying the tanks requires about 100 strokes for the forward tank or about 150 strokes for both tanks. The system offers ballast flexibility: it can be adjusted according to conditions and crew numbers as well as used to reduce the weight for trailering. When filled, the ballast tanks add about 500 lbs to the overall weight.

Down below, the cabin has four berths. The two settee berths are 6′6″ long and ideal for those who are taller than 6′, while the V-berth in the bow is extremely comfortable for those under 6′. A porta-potti stows beneath the V-berth, while in the main cabin area there is a cupboard and sink to port and a cupboard with benchtop to starboard. An (optional) fold-out timber table, fitted over the centerboard case, provides adequate dining space for four. Lockers beneath all the berths—four under the settees and two under the V-berth—provide plenty of easily-accessed storage. The cabin sides and overhead are finished in V-grooved plywood, but other options are available. The companionway washboards are 7⁄16″ opaque acrylic and can be stowed in two purpose-made bags when not in use.

On my boat, auxiliary power is delivered by a Tohatsu 6-hp four-stroke long-shaft outboard mounted directly to the port side of the transom. (Previously a center motorwell for an inboard-outboard motor was offered, but this has been converted to a locker that can be used as an ice box—just add a bag of ice and your favorite drinks.) My motor can power the boat, with bare poles, up to 5 knots with minimal effort. A connecting arm from the outboard to a tiller provides positive control, in forward and reverse, and can be disengaged when sailing; it is part of Cygnet outfitting. The outboard can be raised out of the water when sailing to reduce drag. The tiller is Pacific teak (Vitex), and the fiberglass rudder blade can be pivoted up above the waterline for beaching and trailering.

Jan Kent

There is plenty of natural light throughout the cabin, thanks to the portlights, large companionway hatch and, when opened, the lifting coachroof. The forward V-berth conceals a porta-potti and lockers beneath its cushions.

Under sail, movement around the cockpit is easy and the view forward is rarely obscured by the jib. The running lines, including jibsheets, all three halyards—jib, peak, and throat—and the topping lift are led back to jam cleats on the cabintop, within easy reach of the crew. I have added a Ronstan tiller extension so that I can also reach all the lines when helming, taking just one step forward to trim either sail while maintaining complete control of the rudder.

The Cygnet 20 provides a remarkably stable platform that tracks true and holds its course with a very light touch on the tiller. The pivoting centerboard, raised and lowered on a 10:1-ratio winch, allows the crew to bring the center of gravity aft in stronger winds by raising the board 25%, which in turn improves the windward heading. In approximately 10 knots of breeze, Navionics on the iPhone recorded our speed between 5.4 and 6.0 knots. The boat is exceptionally responsive to the helm and easily picks up speed after tacking. There’s no concern when jibing, as the helmsman can easily swing the main across with the mainsheet directly at hand.

The water ballast allows the boat’s center of gravity to be lowered, making the boat both more stable and more comfortable in stronger winds; the relatively short and light rig also contributes to this stability.

Dairne Lee John

The plumb stem, short bowsprit, high-peaked gaff, tanbark sails, and traditional reefpoints clearly reflect the influence of late-19th and early-20th-century British working boats. Less obvious are the modern rigging details that allow one person to rig, launch, and set sail within 30 minutes.

The mainsail has two rows of reefpoints, and with the roller-furling jib there is a great deal of scope for shortening sail as the need arises. Additionally, the gaff-rigged mainsail can be scandalized: by lowering the peak, the sail is almost entirely depowered, and while this is not a good long-term solution for coping with heavy weather, it is a handy trick if you need to reduce sail area quickly and temporarily. A vang delivers control to the boom.

Being designed for inland waterways, the Cygnet 20 does have (some) limitations (well, the only one that comes to mind is that I would not be keen to take it to sea, out of sight of land), but that does not preclude sailing in and around bays, coastal islands, and major rivers that open to the ocean. The versatility of the boat for inland sailing is hard to beat. The Cygnet can be fitted for rowing, complete with sliding seat on tracks set into the parallel cockpit benches, and carbon-fiber oars. When combined with the low height of the rig—just 19′ above the cabintop—and the ability to quickly lower the whole rig even when on the water, this rowing option allows the Cygnet 20 to explore many less accessible rivers and streams, even those crossed by fixed bridges.

I continue to enjoy the boat whatever the season, conditions, or locality, whether I’m cruising with my wife and friends, or just out for an enjoyable daysail on my own. At time of writing, I have booked the next sailing trip inter-state to Tasmania, taking full advantage of having a trailer-sailer that can be ferried overnight (approximately 245 nautical miles). Once in Tasmania, I will be faced with the difficult decision of choosing the first sailing destination from my wish list of about 50 lakes, rivers, bays, and coastal islands.

The Cygnet’s forgiving and well-mannered setup allows a novice sailor to rapidly acquire the necessary skills to enjoy the boat, and there’s more than enough to keep an experienced sailor busy; whether they’re pushing the boat in racing or enjoying some extended overnight cruising. And, for the avid gunkholer, the Cygnet 20 would be hard to pass up.

Jan Stephen Kent is the eldest of three children of Polish migrants who arrived in Australia in the early 1950s. Born and raised in Hobart, Tasmania, his love for the ocean came when he began surfing when he was 14 and has remained with him. He has surfed Peru, Portugal, South Africa, and most of Australia. He has five adult children and three grandchildren. He and his wife have traveled to Peru, Chile, Argentina, southern Africa countries, most of Europe and parts of Asia, and have sailed off Croatia and Sardinia. Set to retire late in 2023, he is still surfing, and messing around in boats has become his passion.

Cygnet Particulars

LOA/19′2-1⁄2″

LWL/17′8-1⁄2″

Beam/7′3-3⁄4″

Draft, centerboard up/ 1′1-1⁄2″

Draft, centerboard down/5′1-3⁄4″

Displacement (loaded)/2,756 lbs

Towing weight (not including trailer)/ 1,764 lbs

Jib/77 sq.ft

Mainsail/176.5 sq.ft

Fuel tank/3 gallons (US)

Fresh-water tank/5 gallons (US)

Required engine size/4hp

The Cygnet 20 is manufactured by Bluewater Cruising Yachts in Cardiff, New South Wales, Australia. The listed price is $72,600 AUS plus GST.

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Sinne 610 Expedition Boat

Anthony Shaw

For long-distance rowing trips on Finland’s many lakes, Jouko Koskinen had in mind a lightweight boat that would row very well but could also be fitted with bicycle wheels for portages and equipped for camp-cruising.

In their land of many thousand lakes, Finns and watercraft have developed hand-in-hand since the beginning of modern times. In the heart of the lake district 120 miles northeast of Helsinki is the country’s largest single collection of rock paintings from prehistory, about half of which seem to feature boats. Puuneveniste’s Sinne 610 Expedition is the latest of light multi-chined craft developed for this same rowing heartland, which also witnesses an annual gathering— the 36-mile marathon in the lakes around the town of Sulkava—in which many thousands of rowers compete in wooden boats.

Anthony Shaw

With a fitted tent and even a table in the cockpit, the boat has comforts of home.

Jouko Koskinen has lived most of his working life in Finland’s metropolitan capital, Helsinki, but he has spent time every summer back in his wife’s childhood lakeside haunts just 25 miles away from those rock paintings. Ever since he took a white-water holiday in Lapland in his teens, Koskinen had dreamed of building a craft that could combine overnight camping with his requirements for efficient travel by water under oars. A hectic professional life forced him to postpone his plans until he met an innovative wooden boat builder, Ruud Van Veelen, at the annual Helsinki Boat Show in 2011. The result of their collaboration is a lightweight dory 6 meters long [about 199] whose dimensions and fittings accommodate a standard three-arch, double-skin, two-person tent (see related article, page 10). The boat is capable of beaching fully laden with all the gear required for a lengthy expedition.

Anthony Shaw

A simple bracket matching the same fitting used for wheels turns the boat into a stable camping platform. A simple bracket matching the same fitting used for wheels turns the boat into a stable camping platform.

Anthony Shaw

Straps on the outside of the hull receive tent poles.

The experience of portaging a local logging dory on that Lapland journey prompted Koskinen to find a solution to the challenge of landing a laden craft and portaging it potentially singlehandedly around any shore with a reasonably gentle slope. The result is a design incorporating two specially sourced 36 wheels, built onto dry bearing hubs and fitted with spring-release axles that can be attached to either side of the boat while it is still afloat. The first-generation wheels buckled under the heavy load, but he replaced them with wheels that have rims 11⁄4 wide and support a heavy-duty tire, all procured from Unicycle in the United Kingdom. The portage solution also eliminated the frequent challenge of locating a suitable flat, rock-free surface for pitching a tent on land. The terrain in eastern Finland consists largely of granite bedrock, but with a couple of strategically located supporting blocks under the hull, the Sinne makes a level sleeping platform, and the tent can be secured by passing straps under the hull.

Anthony Shaw

The owner favors camp-cruising, but found that level ground was often hard to find. His solution was blocking, at the ends and supported by side braces, to make the boat a level sleeping platform.

From the beginning, the Sinne 610 was intended to be very different from the dedicated lightweight pulling boats that Van Veelen has been building in Sulkava for the past seven years. This model shuns his usual principles of minimal weight and maximum racing speed for the benefits favorable for a touring craft: ample storage space, flexibility in handling and usage, and adaptability to varied requirements. Van Veelen set out to fulfill the specifications of his particularly demanding customer, who had just these requirements in mind, as well as a scale model in hand. The name of the design reflects its use: the Finnish word “sinne” is difficult to translate to English, but perhaps “thither” is a good approximation.

Anthony Shaw

Designer Ruud Van Veelen, at the forward oars, has specialized in lightweight racing rowboats, but the Sinne 610 client had specific, non-racing objectives in mind. Solo rowing from the after thwart requires weight forward, typically provided by the camping outfit.

Sinne’s construction, however, is based on the same principles as Van Veelen’s other craft, using 6mm, five-ply marine okoume in plywood-epoxy construction, which eliminates any need for longitudinal stringers at the four chines. The finish consists of multiple layers of two-part varnish. The main differences between the expedition boat and the racing boats are the presence of pine framing and the reinforced decking, which the Sinne needs to offer watertight stowage and accommodate copious gear. The modest transom is also reinforced to take a small outboard, while the rest of the craft resembles quite closely above and below the water the single and double skiffs of about the same length that Van Veelen has been building for marathon rowers. (He also builds 40, 14-oared wooden “churchboats” along the same principles and for the same course, but that is another story.)

Anthony Shaw

Finnish rowing often has two rowers facing each other, with the forward rower pulling, the after rower
pushing.

Koskinen has used his new boat for the past two summers, traveling from his idyllic lakeside summer base. He has also transported the craft by car, initially on the roof but now on an aluminum trailer. In addition to using sturdier wheel rims, he has introduced some minor adaptations of his own. For a camper generally more accustomed to well-spread urban dining tables than billy-cans on his knees, Koskinen designed an ample dining table for two to fit between the gunwales at the aft end of the cockpit. Positioned inside the tent, the sitting area gives the crew a thoroughly protected place to enjoy the camp cuisine. The dining table stows on the central deck between the thwarts, along with the wheels and any other bulky gear. In addition to watertight compartments amidships and a small one aft, the cockpit has modest side lockers forward and aft.

Anthony Shaw

Despite its shallow draft, the boat has proven reasonably stable.

Rowing Characteristics

With such a lightweight boat, trim is highly subject to the weight distribution of the crew and the equipment. A single rower positioned at the aft thwart requires counterbalancing forward. Still, the boat is responsive and easily maneuverable under oars. Koskinen has made three lengthy journeys under both power and oars. Surprisingly, he advocates the pleasure of rowing by facing forward and pushing on the oars, not only as a variation for posture but also for the unmitigated pleasure of viewing one’s intended course. For a two-person crew, this is also an option for the aft oarsman, who can row facing forward while his counterpart at the forward thwart faces aft and pulls the oars in the usual manner. This resembles the setup used on Finland’s most traditional two-man rowboat, the “shift-rower,” in which the stern oarsman actually uses a long paddle and alternates places with the bow man at the oars at regular intervals. In the more typical, paired setup, the Sinne 610 can easily reach 4 knots [8 km per hour], making a day’s target of 50 to 60 kilometers [about 30 to 40 miles] quite achievable. The 7 separation between the two rowers also makes clashing blades unlikely, and two inexperienced rowers can more easily coordinate their efforts, rendering the Sinne a suitable choice for novice rowers as well.

The downside of a lightweight craft is its performance in heavy weather. The Sinne 610 is designed for inland waterways, with an amidships freeboard of only about 35cm [nearly 14]. There is minimal sheer, making the bow rather exposed, and in the event of shipping water there is no pumping system, so a bailer needs to be part of the gear. That said, the very nature of a lightweight boat is minimal draft. Unladen but for a crew weighing a total of 160 kg [353 lbs], the boat’s draft was less than 3, and fully laden with an additional 150 kg of gear [330 lbs], it is still well under 4.

Anthony Shaw

Van Veelen developed unique oarlocks for Finnish racing requirements, which in the tradition of tholepins state that oarlocks must be at the gunwales and the oars cannot be feathered. For the touring boat, these oarlocks permit the rower to let go of an oar without fear of losing it overboard.

An intriguing feature of all of Van Veelen’s boats is the Sarana oarlock, which he developed to improve blade control while still maintaining the non-feathering characteristic typical of all Finnish rowing boats. Traditionally, a short steel tholepin is fixed vertically on top of the gunwale and a nylon hoop attached to the oar simply slips over the pin. Although in Van Veelen’s system the oar blade can’t rest flat on the water, the oarlock has the advantage of locking the oar in place (with a hairpin-style cotter pin), so the rower can never lose an oar overboard. On long-distance trips, the rower can relieve his tired wrists by loosening the grip on the oar on the return stroke. Van Veelen’s adaptation also makes shipping the oars easier, as well as making for a much cleaner gunwale.

Supplied with four lightweight oars, the only additional pieces of equipment required are a couple of paddles for maneuvering in close quarters. With a waterline shape reminiscent of a broad-beamed Viking cargo craft, Sinne proved surprisingly stable with two 6 crew standing amidships on her deck. And when they faced each other at the oars in this characteristic Finnish setup, there was no avoiding a pulling contest, which only prompted speculation of which would fail first—the slender gunwale, the folding oarlock pin, some feature of the oar, or the rowers’ backs. So far, this issue is unresolved. The variety of rowing positions (the oars have two nylon sheaths for the pins to suit the differing alternatives for the rowers) and the deft design make this more than just a fun boat to row. In fact, with the bow man rowing aback and the stern man pulling on his oars, Sinne easily achieved 8km/hr [about 5 mph] going astern. Versatility makes her an attractive alternative for a serious adventurer.


Finished boats (but not plans) are available through Ruud Van Veelen, (English version available). An authorized builder of Van Veelen boats in the United States is Walter Baron

Sinne 610 Expedition Particulars:

LOA 6.1 m (20′)
Beam 1.59 m (5′ 2″)
Depth 69 cm (2′ 3″)
Draft (equipped) 139 mm (5″)
Weight (equipped) 90 kg (198 lbs)

The Simmons Sea Skiff

Schuyler Horton

The Simmons Sea Skiff was first developed as a beach-launched, oar-powered fishing boat for coastal North Carolina, and it eventually evolved into an outboard-powered range of sizes, from 18’ to 22’. The 18-footer above was built by its owner, for family fishing excursions on and near Narragansett Bay.

The Simmons Sea Skiff is the direct result of a North Carolina commercial fisherman’s need for a seaworthy skiff that would allow him to launch from the beach into the Atlantic surf, row through the waves, and fish with a seine before returning safely through the breakers. That first boat, built in 1946 by Tom Simmons, was a success, and eventually Simmons was asked to build larger, outboard-powered versions. Today, Simmons Sea Skiffs can be built in 18, 20, and 22‘ versions.

My introduction to the Simmons Sea Skiff was through a friend and neighbor, Schuyler Horton, who is fanatical about fishing. He goes everywhere with a concealed rod and tackle on the chance that a few spare minutes and a body of water come his way. Having fished every possible inch of coastline in Newport, Rhode Island, from shore, he was determined to get out on the water with his two young sons and introduce them to his passion for fishing. Without any prior boatbuilding experience, but armed with books and plans from The WoodenBoat Store, he built a Tom Hill–designed ultralight and then a Marc Pettingill Sweet Dream. Then he and his boys managed to chase down most of the bluefish that ventured into Newport Harbor. But he was still frustrated knowing that all of the fishermen in their Makos and Grady Whites fishing the rocks and reefs off Brenton Point had an advantage just beyond his reach. He needed to get out there. So he decided to build yet another, this time larger, boat.

He happened upon Ellis Rowe at the 2005 Wooden­Boat Show in Newport. Rowe was displaying a new Simmons Sea Skiff 18 he had built, and Schuyler was immediately, well, hooked. The Simmons Sea Skiff is exactly what he wanted—something that can handle the chop off Brenton Point, especially when the sou’wester pipes up in the afternoon, and can be easily trailered. When not in use, it fits in his garage, and, most important, it’s substantial and safe enough to take kids out to the reef.

Tom Simmons’s first boat was inspired in part by a New England dory that had a very high bow. The fisher­man who commissioned her also wanted a high transom to keep waves out as he surfed back onto the beach. The current plans, an excellent set drawn by the late David W. Carnell, a Cape Fear Museum volunteer who measured an original boat, retain those features. They boast jaunty and traditional lines that attract attention and flattering comments. The outboard motor is housed in a well that sits inboard, allowing the transom to remain higher than any comparably sized outboard-powered boat and serving to keep out breaking waves. A cutout in the transom allows the motor to be tilted out of the water, giving very handy access to the propeller in case a line or net becomes fouled. The bottoms all feature a slight, modified V-shape for a smoother ride.

Without an engine, the 18-footer weighs an impressively light 350 lbs. This presents a number of advantages: Fully loaded, with engine, it can be easily trailered behind most small cars; it can be beached and relaunched with confidence; and with a relatively narrow beam of about 5½ and draft of mere inches, it can even be rowed into tricky rock-strewn areas in pursuit of elusive fish with the engine up.

Schuyler Horton

Easy trailering and beachability, combined with reasonable seakeeping qualities, are the hallmarks of the 18’ Simmons Sea Skiff. Owners report that the boats become uncomfortable in seas over 2’, while the larger hulls can handle worse conditions.

The construction of the Simmons Sea Skiff is straightforward and manageable for an amateur with some experience. One must keep in mind, however, that a Simmons Sea Skiff is a serious commitment of materials and time; it’s a whole different level of boatbuilding from plywood prams and kayaks. Good guidance is available, though. Before his untimely death a few years ago, Ellis Rowe published a series of articles in WoodenBoat magazine Nos. 186, 187, and 188 on the construction of an 18-footer.

Originally the boats were built of juniper (Atlantic white cedar) on mahogany, but as early as the 1950s Simmons began planking them in plywood. Building them in plywood today requires first erecting a strongback on which the boat will be built, making up a backbone consisting of stem (laminated or sawn), keel, floor timbers, transom, and motor well, as well as installing chines, planking the bottom and topsides, and then fiberglassing the bottom and motorwell. The plank laps are glued together and also fastened with copper rivets. The substantial frames are sawn from solid lumber, making a very robust hull.

As with most wooden boats, the fitout and finish are up to the owner. One thing that’s important to consider before the construction is what type of engine will be used, for its dimensions will determine how big the engine well and transom cutout need to be for the power plant to turn and tilt sufficiently. The number of configurations possible for the deck and interior layout are endless, and include a decked-over bow creating a storage compartment, a casting platform forward, an open boat with thwarts, center console, side console, and tiller steering.

Schuyler Horton

Early Sea Skiffs were built of solid juniper on oak. Gluedlap plywood, as we see here, is also a good option.

Out on the water, the Simmons Sea Skiff does what she was designed to do, proudly charging into the slop upwind, fending it off downwind, delivering her crew to the fish. Because of her size, shape, and lightweight hull, she’s initially tender. Balance is always a consideration. Crew and gear weight must be distributed evenly to keep her level. It’s even possible to steer her left and right by simply moving one’s weight slightly from port to starboard. She has good capacity for gear and, as noted, the owner can decide how to best create custom storage solutions. At moderate speeds, winds, and sea states, she tracks well and handles chop from any direction. The lapstrake construction and considerable flare help to keep the spray down. When docking, launching, or hauling, her proud, high bow and relatively light weight can conspire against you and tend to get blown around—though this is more of a problem in the larger boats.

I didn’t handle Schuyler’s boat in rough conditions, but he tells me that when the seas are more than 3, he’s reminded quickly that he’s in a small boat. She gets wet and tossed around a bit. In conditions below that, she’s so well behaved that it’s possible to be deluded into a false sense of security. He doesn’t head outside of Narragansett Bay if it’s expected to blow more than 20—which is fine for him because there are plenty of places to fish within the bay.

Schuyler’s observations were reinforced by another friend, Mike Lavecchia, who also has an 18-footer out of York, Maine. He uses her mostly for exploring with friends and just getting out on the water, for which she’s perfect. He has taken her offshore down to Portsmouth, New Hampshire, and back, and when he’s been caught out in winds over 25 knots, or seas in the 2–3‘ range, he too gets uncomfortable. He also reported, to little surprise, that when she’s loaded with five or six adults she struggles to plane. With 25 hp, the 18 will do about 20 knots with two people aboard. As for fuel consumption, both Schuyler and Mike described it to me in months, each saying they fill up their 3-gallon tanks once or twice a month during the boating season.

The 20- and 22-footers have better seakeeping abilities than the 18s. The labor to build the larger boats hardly differs from the smaller ones, but there is a cost difference in materials. Laying aside that cost, the trade-off comes down to this: Are you willing to sacrifice garage storage, and towing with the Subaru wagon, to be able to venture out in 4–6 seas?

The Simmons Sea Skiff is popular now, and although it is unknown how many have been built, Tom Simmons turned out an estimated 1,000 or more between 1946 and 1972. And the Cape Fear Museum reports having sold over 2,000 plans. It is safe to say there are plenty out there, and it seems an excellent choice for the home builder—for many reasons, including all of the support available from fellow builders. A few minutes on the Internet will also reveal numerous threads on the WoodenBoat Forum, as well as a website about the boats, an owners’ club, and countless photos.

When Schuyler Horton wanted to get out to the prime fishing grounds and didn’t have $40,000 to $50,000 to buy a new Grady White or Mako, he found a very economical alternative. He spent $11,000, and working mostly weekends, got out on the water 18 months later with his boys on a brand-new boat. At the time, the boys were six and nine years old. Today, they’re 12 and 15, and have been growing up learning about fishing and boat construction on a fine, sea­worthy, home-built small boat.


For information and to order plans, contact Cape Fear Museum.

Cape Fear Museum

T.N. Simmons took much inspiration from the hulk of an old beach-launched dory when he developed the lines of his eponymous Sea Skiff. The 18-footer, whose lines are shown here, measures 11″ less than its nominal length. It has an optimal horsepower range of 25–40.
The flaring sides give it a high load-carrying capacity, while the scantlings yield a relatively
lightweight hull.

Cape Fear Museum

Particulars:
LOA 17’1″
Beam 5’7″
Draft (motor up) 5″
Weight (empty) 300 lbs
Power 25-30 hp

MUSTELID – Episode 1

Welcome to the MUSTELID Venture.

Dave and Anke are a couple of sailors in the Southeast Alaskan archipelago. They live aboard and sail self-built vessels, engine free, for extended periods (up to years at a time) in the remote stretches between towns, living substantially on foraged food, fuel, and materials.

“But we’re getting older,” says Dave. “We envision a more easily handled vessel to complement our more demanding sailing home, to keep us on the water longer.“ So, starting from scratch, they invite you to join them, in this video series, to observe the whole process of conceiving and building a new boat, from identifying needs and purposes, through brainstorming and design, construction and launch, outfit, rig and sea trials—and, eventually, a first voyage.

In this, the first installment, they introduce us to who they are, how they live, and what they propose in a boat.

In this series, Parts 1 – 6 will focus on the boat, MUSTELID. In Parts 7 – 15, Dave and Anke row and sail their way around Chichagof Island—and then some.

Lit’l Petrel

Nick Owens

The diminutive pram, less than 9’ long, has remarkable carrying capacity. A centerline seat allows the person rowing to choose from two stations, depending on the boat’s fore-and-aft trim.

A thing is right,” Aldo Leopold writes in A Sand County Almanac, “when it tends to preserve the integrity, stability, and beauty of the biotic community. It is wrong when it tends otherwise.” On my bookshelf, Leopold shares space with worn volumes of those other writers more familiar to the boating community, among them L. Francis Herreshoff, Pete Culler, and John Gardner. Small boats do, in fact, represent a “biotic community” of sorts, and Sam Devlin’s Lit’l Petrel design is, to use Leopold’s evaluation, “right.”

Three years ago, my son acquired a magnificent 1959 William Tripp 32 sloop, FREYA. Mahogany-planked over oak frames, she has beautiful lines and vast amounts of professionally maintained varnish. Promising him an appropriate tender as a “boat-warming” present, I began my search for a dinghy worthy of such a companion.

I had specific characteristics in mind: The boat had to have the capacity to carry three passengers safely through the choppy seas of the home mooring field, it had to have good manners while being towed, it had to be easy to enter and exit both on shore and alongside FREYA, it had to have a clean and easy-to-maintain interior, and it must have good performance under oars.

Tom Jackson

Vintage Wilcox-Crittenden oarlocks retract with a minimum of fumbling, keeping the horns from damaging the topsides as the dinghy comes alongside and holding the oarlock in easy reach when needed.

Because its transom bow offers the best carrying capacity for its length, a pram is a logical choice for a tender and has the further benefit of permitting “dry feet” exits over the bow. Additionally, a novel fore-and-aft rower’s seat allows for improved trim with varying loads. Sufficient beam, a deep-V cross-sectional shape, substantial rocker, and a generous skeg provide the good manners needed not only for boarding but also for being towed. The latter characteristic applies only if the pram is appropriately positioned behind the towing craft. These features also assure that a craft will row in a straight line when desired without weathercocking when the breeze is on the beam, but at the same time ample rocker will allow her to turn 360 degrees within her own length. Finally, modern construction methods assure a clean, easily maintained interior.

When I saw Sam Devlin’s Lit’l Petrel among the new designs on the Devlin Designing Boat Builders website, I thought I had found a winner. Devlin’s designs can be instantly downloaded, gratifying the impulse that most of us have to see more right away. After more thorough review, all seemed right, and the decision was final.

Living on the coast of Maine, quality boatbuilding materials are readily obtained. Before long, I had the 6mm okoume plywood scarfed and the frames and planking panels cut. The stitch-and-glue construction method proceeded quickly, and in short order the hull was shaped and the finishwork underway. Knowing the hard life an even well-cared-for dinghy has on our rocky shores and crowded dinghy floats, I added an additional 6-oz layer of fiberglass cloth to the exterior. With the addition of the gunwales, inwales, and knees, the little boat stiffened up nicely.

Tom Jackson

The oarlock sets quickly.

Flotation is provided beneath the stern seat. I installed polyester foam gunwale guards around the entire perimeter to shield her against damage from inevitable contact with docks and other dinghies and also to protect FREYA’s beautiful topsides. I also opted for the traditional towing ring, mounted on the bow transom with a substantial eye strap and supported by a robust bronze backing plate. For her two rowing positions, four old-fashioned and now hard-to-find Wilcox-Crittenden Davis-style bronze oarlocks completed the job.

Discussing a rowing boat without discussing the means of propulsion would be like describing a power­boat without ever mentioning the engine. A proper pair of oars can make all the difference. Off-the-shelf oars tend to be too heavy, poorly balanced, and too stiff, lacking any “life.” Fortunately, light and clear spruce is abundant and inexpensive in Maine. Following plans in Culler’s Boats, Oars, and Rowing, I made a nice pair of well-balanced 71⁄2 oars, a pleasurable and easy conclusion to the project. Leathered and well tallowed, they, too, have exceeded expectations, feathering effortlessly and easily propelling CELIA B gracefully about the anchorage, and—I can’t help but also add—in a far greater style than the proliferating inflatable abominations with aluminum oar shafts and plastic blades.

Tom Jackson

A substantial bronze ring very stoutly set low in the bow transom assures that the tender tows well and securely.

CELIA B’s sea trials began immediately after her launching in Casco Bay and a two-day trip to Rockport, Maine. She settled off the stern as we prepared to drop the mooring, and her motion astern was smooth and deliberate, lacking any of the sudden accelerations and direction changes induced by a change in the tension of the painter. Leaving Casco Bay, we encountered the predictably unpredictable seas off the mouth of the ebbing Kennebec River. Confused seas, wind and tide in conflict with one another, fog, rain, and gusts to 25 knots gave the little boat a less-than-gentle introduction to her life’s work. With her tow line lengthened to about 30, she rode just behind the second stern wave. There, she was as well-behaved as could be, with no sudden high-speed surfing runs or attempts to sneak her bow under FREYA’s transom.

As we entered New Harbor on the Pemaquid peninsula and picked up an unused lobsterman’s mooring, I pulled her near to bail the rainwater out. At one point I dipped my finger in the bilgewater to taste for any salt suggesting she may have taken seas aboard. Fresh as a bottle of Poland Spring! The lobstermen from whom we sought permission to use the mooring expressed his admiration, adding a final exclamation point to CELIA B’s first day at sea, for whether the compliment is given for a proud boat-handling moment or for the boat herself, when it is delivered by men who earn their livelihood aboard boats, it has a sweeter ring.

Tom Jackson

The author wanted his son’s 32’ yacht to have a complementary tender, something more distinctive than the ubiquitous inflatables. CELIA B serves the role well.

From the tightly packed dinghy docks of Northeast Harbor to the sandy South Beach of Roque Island, CELIA B transported her crew in both style and comfort. Entering a dinghy from the cockpit always presents challenges, as the boat invariably seems to want to depart for shore before the passengers are properly installed, creating much flailing about and occasional amusement for observers. However, CELIA B’s wide, deep-V bilge panels, hard chine, and ample skeg made for a remarkably stable entry, with secure footing and no premature departure. As she came ashore or alongside a dock, the dinghy’s transom bow afforded a close approach, allowing passengers to disembark over the bow with dry feet.

Among all CELIA B’s assets, her most endearing to me was her performance in rowing. I have built numerous performance fixed-seat pulling boats, including Gardner peapods, a Chamberlain gunning dory, and most recently a 17 double-ended Herreshoff rowing boat. However, in her own short way, the Lit’l Petrel is a delight to row. She tolerates a wide range of loading and allows the oarsman to adjust with two rowing positions. Her beam gives a tolerance to less-than-perfect positioning side to side, minimizing any list. The deep V and generous skeg allow her to track well and minimize any rounding up into the breeze. She will turn in her own length. Finally, coupled with a proper set of oars she moves along effortlessly at hull speed and far more gracefully than her inflated brethren.

If imitation is indeed the best form of flattery, then let it be known that I’m already planning a Lit’l Petrel to serve as my tender, too.


Lit’l Petrel 9 Dinghy Plans and finished boats are available from Devlin Designing Boat Builders.

Devlin Designing Boat Builders

Sam Devlin designed a simple V-bottomed pram with ample rocker to serve as a pragmatic and sensible yacht tender. The pram bow assures maximum carrying capacity and allows passengers to step ashore with dry feet.
Particulars:
LOA: 8′ 10 1/4″
Beam: 4′ 2 3/8″
Draft(cb up): 5″
Weight: 63 lbs
Load capacity: 340 lbs

Petrel Play SG

I grew up as a whitewater paddler, and some years ago paddled a whitewater kayak to a little island in the Baltic Sea. The boat was quite capable in rough water with high waves, but far from ideal for paddling long distances while carrying a load of camp-cruising supplies. After that trip I knew I needed a different kayak for cruising.

It took some years to take that step, but just as I was beginning to build boats with plywood and epoxy, we were locked down by COVID-19 and I decided to use the time to build a pair of kayaks for my wife and myself. I wanted to have safe, light, maneuverable kayaks that were still fast and could carry enough gear for longer trips. They should be uncomplicated to use and store, and meet my wife’s beginner abilities as well as my own. Paddling should be fun in the tranquil lakes and rivers near our home, as well as on rough coastal waters.

Finding a design that met all these criteria seemed almost impossible, but then I read about the Petrel Play designed by Nick Schade of Guillemot Kayaks. It was described as “a compact kayak designed for exploring rivers, lakes, and harbors, and playing in races, rips and surf.” It was shorter and wider than a typical modern sea kayak, and while designed for playing in the surf, it was also well suited to making short coastal cruises.

The Petrel Play SG is the stitch-and-glue plywood version of Guillemot’s strip-planked Petrel Play. The plans I ordered for it included 11 printed drawings, 24″ × 36″, which included full-sized patterns for all the plywood parts as well as the four female molds for the hull and the four for the deck. The 198-page manual, produced by Chesapeake Light Craft, is well illustrated with drawings and color photos and provides step-by-step instructions.

Sebastian Schröder

The Petrel Play SG hull, with all its plywood panels stitched, is ready to have its seams epoxied. The cradles, seen here sitting atop the hull, will support it and help to maintain the kayak’s shape when it is flipped for the interior and deck construction.

The manual was easy to follow, and the plans showed how all the parts should be arranged to be cut from the sheets of 3mm and 4mm plywood. The very thorough instructions gave me the confidence that I’d be able to complete two Petrel Plays as my first kayak building project. It took me four months to finish both boats. I built them simultaneously, doing each step twice, which seemed to be the most effective way.

The finished kayaks, with deck lines, seat, and foot braces, each weigh 38.6 lbs, which I find very easy to carry and to load on a car roof rack, especially when I compare them to the polyethylene kayaks I’m used to, which weigh almost twice as much.

The thigh braces are specified in the plans as an option. They are flanges incorporated in the base of the cockpit coaming. I added minicell-foam pads shaped to fit me, providing very good control of the boat. On my 500-yard solo walk to the nearby lake the edges of the thigh-brace flanges do not rest on my shoulder and don’t cause me any discomfort; I change shoulders only one time on the way.

Once the Petrel Play is on the water, the cockpit opening is long enough for me to get into the seat first and then swing my legs on board. I am tall, almost 6′3″, and my feet are size 11-1⁄2, but there is plenty of room nonetheless beneath the foredeck for my feet, even when I’m wearing my kayaking shoes.

Sebastian Schröder

The hatch parts for both kayaks await assembly. At top are the black injection-molded coaming rings for the hatch covers—oval for the sterndeck, round for the foredeck. In the foreground are the plywood frames for the hatch recesses. Built from the plans and cut by hand, the puzzle joints seen here are not quite as tight as would be found in the machine-cut kit pieces.

The complete kit from Chesapeake Light Craft includes foot braces, a minicell seat, and a back band. I was working from plans, so I purchased Lettmann foot braces, and a back band. I custom-carved a comfortable, lightweight, and warm seat from a block of minicell foam.

The hip braces consist of a pair of plywood pieces filleted and ’glassed under the deck of the boat. Because they are not secured to the bottom, they are slightly flexible to allow movement, which is helpful for some rolling maneuvers.

The instruction manual now includes 41 pages on a retractable skeg. Those pages weren’t included in the plans I had but were available separately. Since I would have to deal with German customs—again—and wait for weeks for the transatlantic shipment of the plans, I browsed the web for solutions. It is possible to buy a ready-made skeg, build your own, or go without and thus gain more room in the compartment. I had previously made simple daggerboards for small sailing boats and so decided to forgo the skeg but create a centerboard slot instead. This would allow me to use a small daggerboard and would avoid the need to build a mechanical wooden wonder. The plans suggest offsetting the skeg from the centerline to keep sand and pebbles out of the slot, which I found a brilliant idea, and followed this for my daggerboard slot.

Making the recesses for the hatches was a challenge. Bending the tight curves with the 3mm plywood parts to their final three-dimensional shape took several tries and resulted in a few cracked pieces, but I did finally succeed. For the hatches themselves, I used standard hatch coaming rings with rubber lids. To glue the ABS hatch ring to the plywood deck, the construction manual suggests 3M’s 5200 and WEST System’s G-Flex.

Sebastian Schröder

Each of the two finished Petrel Play SGs weighs just under 39 lbs. The author built the boats simultaneously and, for the most part, followed the plans. His biggest departure was in replacing the retractable skegs with daggerboards—the slightly offset slots can be seen in the sterndecks.

The Petrel Play SG has two cargo compartments: a large one aft and a smaller one in the bow, where the tight opening limits the size of gear that can fit. Capacity in the aft compartment is limited by the lower deck, but despite these restrictions, the kayak offers more space than any backpack you could imagine. I felt comfortable packing for a three- to four-day trip, but for several weeks you would have to use deck space and dry bags for additional luggage.

The Petrel Play SG has a design displacement of 231 lbs, and the Chesapeake Light Craft webpage for the kayak lists the suitable paddler weight at between 100 and 220 lbs. I weigh 198 lbs and when on board, I have 2″ to 3″ of freeboard. For larger kayakers up to 350 lbs, there is the 16′ Petrel Play SGL.

When my wife, who is unfamiliar with kayaks, tried her boat for the first time, she appreciated the kayak’s good initial stability: “You finally built a boat that feels safe!” Even when she is leaning to one side, the secondary stability keeps her feeling comfortable. The good stability makes it possible for me to do chart work on a choppy sea with my hands off the paddle.

My wife also likes the Petrel Play’s good tracking: it goes where she points it. Though it excels at running straight, the kayak has excellent maneuverability. The hull’s rocker allows quick turns and even a slight edging initiates them.

Christophe Busse

When paddled at speed the Petrel Play’s bow lifts slightly, which the author says is beneficial in surf and only mildly detrimental when sprinting against longer racing kayaks.

With its 13′6″ waterline—shorter than that of most cruising sea kayaks—the Petrel Play SG has a lower top-end speed; its theoretical hull speed is 4.9 knots. However, I train with kayakers who have longer kayaks and, overall, the Petrel Play isn’t appreciably slower. Only when sprinting do I feel the bow rise a little and the stern go down as the longer boats pull ahead.

I like to take my Petrel Play SG out when it is really blowing to enjoy the kayak’s maneuverability and speedy surfing in the waves. At speed, the lift created at the bow is useful for playing in the surf—once I catch a wave the bow stays high, and I can feel my speed increase dramatically. When I paddle into the waves, the recessed hatches allow water to flow over the bow without creating spray and the ride is dry. When paddling into the wind, I have not needed to use the daggerboard. Even in 30 to 35 knots of wind, the Petrel Play was well balanced and didn’t weathercock to a degree that made me feel I would have to use a skeg to hold a course. For my wife, the skeg is helpful since she is not as experienced.

The Petrel Play SG is well designed for rolling. The solid foot braces and big thigh braces, combined with the fit of the hip braces and the custom-made foam seat, create a very comfortable cockpit. I feel snugly and safely locked in without having my range of motion limited. The low aft deck and the recessed coaming allow for a strong layback. From standard rolls to hand roll, the Petrel Play SG comes up with ease.

Christophe Busse

Shorter than conventional sea kayaks, the Petrel Play SG is designed to be as well suited to paddling coastal surf as it is for exploring urban waterways.

On a calm warm summer day, I took my empty kayak close to a beach and practiced wet exits and all types of re-entries. After a capsize, I can disengage from the thigh braces, and the cockpit opening is long enough for me to fall out effortlessly. Lifting the bow while the kayak is inverted gets the water out of the cockpit and then, once it is right-side up, it is easy to climb aboard over the low aft deck. A cowboy re-entry—straddling the stern and re-entering the cockpit feet first—works well. Of course, the boat is a little shaky before I drop into the seat, but the beam, slightly greater than that of a sea kayak, makes almost everything workable. A re-entry and roll—scooting into the cockpit while upside-down underwater before rolling up—is not one of my preferred emergency self-rescues, but it is fun and a good way to confirm that water in the boat’s cockpit does not prevent it from rolling back upright. The swamped cockpit does make the righted kayak rather tippy, and while pumping out the water it was necessary to take some bracing strokes to maintain stability. After trying all my rolling and recovery techniques, I was impressed by the Petrel Play SG.

I would enthusiastically recommend the Petrel Play SG to paddlers looking for a short, light, and maneuverable coastal kayak. It is as perfectly suited to two hours of hard exercise and training as it is to three- or four-day trips. I smile whenever there’s a stiff breeze blowing and I can look forward to getting out in my Petrel Play SG to surf a wave, snap through a turn, and drive upwind for another turn, another wave, another ride.

The first kayak Sebastian Schröder learned to paddle was a polyester slalom boat. It took him from canoe slalom to whitewater and canoe polo to finally paddle sea kayaks. Living close to Leipzig in the southeast of Germany, he frequently paddles the Neuseenland where old open-pit coal mines have been flooded to create new lakes. His work as a live illustrator in creativity workshops and conferences gives him the opportunity to follow his passion: building wooden boats in traditional Scandinavian style and sailing and kayaking the Baltic Sea. 

Petrel Play SG

[table]LOA/14′0″

Beam/23′

Weight/40 lbs

Max Payload/260 lbs

Paddler Weight/100–220 lbs

Cockpit size/31″ × 16″

Knee Height/12″

Max Shoe Size/12-1⁄2 U.S. Mens

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Plans for the Petrel Play SG—including nine 24″ × 36″ drawing pages plus templates for the cockpit and coaming recess parts and building notes—are available from Guillemot Kayaks, priced $129. Also available is the recommended manual: Building Strip Planked Boats, priced $22.95.

Is there a boat you’d like to know more about? Have you built one that you think other Small Boats readers would enjoy? Please email us!

MUSTELID

I woke to the splashing of salmon leaping around MUSTELID, our 24′ by 5′ 4″ home-built, plywood camp-cruiser. Anke slept alongside me, her long hair a sleepy bronze-and-silver tangle. Two layers of sleeping bag, spread wide against the early-morning chill, rose and fell with every breath. Today, we faced a difficult test with a tide to catch. I kissed her awake. I sat up and looked around through the expansive, plexiglass windows flanking the narrow, 4′ × 8′ cabin. Salmon were launching themselves in mercurial arcs, and low clouds, dense with charcoal underbellies, obscured the dark upward slopes of Kruzof Island on either side. The more-often-than-not fog of the last week had lifted slightly, at least within the bay.

David Reece

In light winds, we might row while sailing if we’re hurrying to catch a tide. Here, during sea trials, we sailed under the Ljungström foresail and mizzen. The driver, our aft sail to be stepped on the outside of the transom, was added later. The boards are deployed against guards and prevented from winging out to windward by line secured to the guard ends.

We had designed and built MUSTELID as a more easily driven adjunct to our larger, engineless liveaboard sailboat. As we have aged, sailing it has become more strenuous and we hope that MUSTELID will serve as voyager and forager, allowing us to continue spending our time on the water. In outfitting the boat we were guided by the Agile Approach of software development as adapted for boatbuilding by Jeremy Ulstad, a software developer and boatbuilder:

Make it cheap.
Make it fast.
Make it work.
Make it right.

MUSTELID is a platform for exploring our approach to living aboard, rowing, and sailing. Whenever possible, we employ found, used, or common materials. On this voyage and others, we sail for months or years in the wild. We favor rugged and repairable.

We had set out on this shakedown cruise from our home port of Tenakee Springs, Alaska, on the east side of Chichagof Island. We intended a lazy, meandering circumnavigation, clockwise and totaling about 450 nautical miles. We’d arrived in Kalinin Bay on the north end of Kruzof Island a week into the trip. Trees tinted blue-green by twilight leaned almost over us, their branches draped with long, trailing garlands of yellowish Spanish moss. Extending outward from the rocky, bladder-wracked beach, a ledge of smooth granite formed the nook of our anchorage. We’d caught one of those leaping salmon in the bay for last night’s dinner, working a lane break in the lemony green macrocystis seaweed, whose small, alternate flotation pods and corrugated fronds reminded us that we were now in outside waters.

Photographs by the authors except as noted

Looking aft: the cabin’s 4′ x 8′ floor has carpet laid over foam padding, making it very comfortable for sitting and kneeling. At left is our orange folding mattress. The two pillows hold our bedding. At the back, a 2′-deep alcove serves as our galley. The rocket stove in the middle sits under a smoke exhaust hood. The two storage totes, when pulled out, provide work surfaces. At right, through the windows, our dory tender is visible rafted alongside where it stays quiet.

MUSTELID was Bahamian-moored with two of her three anchors set opposite one another. They limited swing, keeping us off the shore but within the narrow protection of the outcrop. Kalinin Bay has better-protected anchorages farther in, but this spot would save us rowing a mile and a half. We’d need to conserve our energy for this day’s effort. Rousing ourselves, we “made the bed” and stuffed our sleeping bags into oversized pillowcases. These contain the bags loosely, to air them out and preserve loft, and make for great daytime lounging. We folded the double camping mattress along the starboard wall. Our only other “furniture” is the large toolbox that serves as an inside doorstep and the plastic stowage totes that can be pulled from our compact galley alcove to serve as a table and countertops. We kneel on knee-friendly, 1″-thick foam topped by carpet.

We use simple snap-latch dogs to secure the longitudinal bench seat’s storage-locker lids. We also use one for the aft locker hatch. These simple wood-and-paracord dogs were inspired by those used in fishery tote lids. Nylon paracord acts as a spring, angled inboard of a dog’s fulcrum. The dog cam-levers the paracord into tension to snap reliably in place.

Anke kindled the fire in the wood-burning rocket stove. A paperback book provides a compact stack of kindling papers, and while we shy at book-burning, this one—a thick bodice-ripper from a free table—will not be mourned. Lopped-off spruce limbs crackled cheerily in the bright flames flickering in our rocket stove’s gaping mouth. These insulated stoves generate enough heat to burn smoke, doubling the wood’s efficiency and protecting lungs. It had taken some noggin-scratching to design and build a hood from scrap that would provide a large cooking surface and lead the exhaust to the stovepipe. In pleasant weather the stove can easily be removed for cooking outside. We prepared a hearty meal fragrant with sweet yarrow, wasabi-like sea rocket, and the rich smell of poached salmon leftovers. Soon, the percolé of water boiling against teapot’s lid and scent of spruce-needle-steam announced hot tea. As we ate, we listened to the marine forecast: southerly winds at 15 knots over combined seas of 5′ to 7′. Lumpier than we’d like, but this wind was a gift that we had waited a long week for. A southerly is a favorable departure from the prevailing southwester, which blows at right angles to the northwest run of coastline; we weren’t confident that we could sail on a beam reach and stay clear of that lee shore in sloppy conditions. That leaves contrary northerly-quarter headwinds or a dangerous, offshore easterly. This was our shot.

The morning scene here looked very much like the niche we had tucked into at Kalinin Bay. The stowed mizzen amidships leaves a small patch of sail standing. This saves lashing the boom vertically and provides a spot for hanging our anchor light.

 

 

First, we must cross Salisbury Sound from Kalinin Bay to round Point Leo. Next, we’d have a run up a pernicious coast, then turn into more protected waters via the treacherously tight and rocky Piehle Passage. It was only 16 nautical miles, anchor to anchor, but challenging at every step. At the heart of this leg are 7 nautical miles off a mile-wide, shallow, foul, and breaking shoreline, open to a 1,000-mile fetch from the Gulf of Alaska. It is liberally peppered with rocks both salient and submerged. The latter are dangerous as they are poorly charted—the whole area is marked “breaking seas”—and might only make their presence known when they thrust a rare, extra heavy swell to toppling height. They’re hard to spot. Our strategy was to ride the last of the ebb tide out of Kalinin Bay and Salisbury Sound. Then the flood would lift us along the coast and carry us through Piehle Passage at the end of the run.

Roger Siebert

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These were unfamiliar waters and MUSTELID was unproven. Despite 30-some years of sailing, we were new to small, open craft. And though we’ve often sailed open coastlines, we had always insisted on fallbacks. Navigating MUSTELID along this stretch unavoidably broke our standing rule.

We’d spent the previous night in quiet talk and restless sleep, gnawing at this first of only two exposed legs of our circumnavigation. For this one, we were sailing with confidence but considerable trepidation.

Before departing, we made a salad of leftovers: the last of the salmon, rice and lentils, handfuls of chopped wild greens, and berries. We’d spoon it cold throughout the day as needed.

We weighed anchors, hauling the cold, wet 1⁄2″ nylon rodes and even colder shots of 1⁄4″ chain, hand-over-hand. Seated at the aft station near MUSTELID’s waist, I pulled at my 9′ oars; Anke rowed with 8′ oars at her narrower, forward station. By now we were effortlessly synced to the same rhythm.

The kick-up rudder has a downhaul on the port side and swings on heavy strap hinges. The tiller is reversible and here is mounted facing aft. A bungee pulls it hard to port; the line on its starboard side leads to a whipstaff in the cockpit. The driver’s simple mast mount doesn’t pierce the deck and avoids the intrusion of water. Its outboard position allows the mast to be dropped easily. Forward of the mast is the rocket stove’s chimney cap, made from a stainless-steel dog food bowl. Rocket stoves create a strong draft, so a short stack works fine.

The whipstaff, our vertical tiller, controls the distant rudder from the cockpit. It is slotted at the rail and stands upright when the rudder is centered and is held by friction, leaving hands free for the oars. My central station and greater leverage make it my job to attend to course corrections: minor ones by oar, major via whipstaff.

With each stroke, we rolled on double-action sliding-seat prototypes we’d cobbled together from cast-off materials. The high-density polyethylene wheels had no bearings to corrode in the saltwater environment. Their wheels rolled smoothly on cleat-tracks along the longitudinal cockpit bench and locker lids.

On this cloud-enshrouded day the archipelago’s boreal rainforest was not arrayed so much in colors as in tones and shades. Subtle, layered gradients blended one into the next, as if in an old-fashioned, hand-tinted photograph. A light, morning drizzle cooled us and fogged our fleece jackets with pearlescent silvers and grays, mirroring the grumpy sky.

East and west, the steep sides of Kalinin Bay slid by, their slopes densely cloaked in the ubiquitous, climax canopy of somber hemlock and Sitka spruce. Inset from the water’s edge was a fringe of brighter, deciduous greens of red alder and rock maple. Along the water, mottled beaches of boulder, cobble, and gravel, strewn with iridescent seaweed and bone-drab driftwoods, were punctuated by dark outcrops of light-toned granitic and blue-black basaltic bedrock.

Here, at the beginning of our passage from Kalinin Bay to Khaz Head, the fog over Salisbury Sound has lifted. Set on the starboard bow, our anchor sprit makes deployment and retrieval of our main anchor easy while standing securely amidships. At left, on the port gunwale is the whipstaff for steering. The pivot bolt is tightened enough to provide friction to hold the rudder in a fixed position. We later put the whipstaff on the starboard side, a move made easy by our open-gunwale system. We are both right-handed and more comfortable steering on the starboard side.

We were fast approaching Kalinin’s opening. I owled around to peer forward and saw Point Leo across 5 miles of gently rolling water. Here, too, the fog had lifted; we would not be making this jump blind. Our GPS was aboard as backup, but we were relieved we wouldn’t need it.

As we cleared Kalinin’s mouth, our view opened wide across Salisbury Sound. Ahead, were Chichagof Island’s range of mountains, steep for all their modest height. To starboard were the islands and channels through which we’d come. Away to port, there was only liquid horizon, undulant with ocean swell.

Waves rose as high as our cabintop and their troughs spanned 100′ crest to crest, enough to encompass four MUSTELIDs laid end-to-end, but in the morning calm rowing was no harder despite the swell, and we slid along at the easy pace we knew we could maintain all day. We began to breathe more easily.

Rain came and went in turns, ranging from mist to bailable downpours. A quarter of the way across, a first frisson of wind cooled my left cheek, then stirred my hair. A light breeze picked up and up, easterly out of the sound. It was offshore, but we were committed now, and this was, for us, a rare beam reach.

Anke rowed steadily while I stood amidships to unfurl the mizzen sail. It had been wrapped close around the mast but for the small corner at its clew. We stow that bit standing, which saves lashing up its boom. As I unrolled the China-red sail, it flogged against the curdled gray clouds. I hauled the clew out to spread the sail and levered the whipstaff to bear away.

Our inexpensive masts and spars may not grow on trees, but they grow as trees. We look for shaded-out, standing, dead spruce of the right dimensions and taper, which are straight, tight-ringed, and rot-free. It can take a lengthy search to find the right ones, but it’s pleasant work.

The foresail is Ljungström-rigged with the addition of two light booms. The sail itself is identical to and exchangeable with the mizzen sail, but doubled the two sails are fixed to the mast along their luffs. For any point but a run, one sail laps the other like a closed book, and their sheets handle as one. Now, we opened the book for a large balanced sail, pulling from the bow.

A drawknife makes quick and easy work of barking and smoothing spruce trees for spars and looms. Knots are lopped flush with a hatchet and finished smooth with a four-way rasp. Rejects get cut for firewood.

Anke unfurled the twin foresails, trimmed both to port, and we steered back on course. Reaching a long diagonal into and across the swell, MUSTELID’s sampan bow shrugged spray aside and rose over the crests. We yawed some on this long slant, but smoothly and predictably.

Moving mounds of water heaped higher, even momentarily occluding the horizon. As the waves grew taller and steeper, white teeth began to show along the crests. The combers hurled themselves against the rocks in booming bursts of shattered water.

The transom-mounted sprit-boomed driver is controlled from the cockpit by a loop of line led aft through fairleads. One side is fixed to the sprit’s outboard end, and the other to its long-for-leverage inboard end. Between them, the driver can be set, backed, or fixed within a nearly 180-degree sweep. The bight-tail is cleated as one to fix position. The control lines clear the deck and no boomkin is necessary. The stowed mizzen amidships leaves a small patch of sail standing. This saves lashing the boom vertically and provides a spot for hanging our anchor light. MUSTELID’s cabin is inspired by Phil Bolger’s BIRDWATCHER. It is watertight to the narrow centerline gangway and adds immense reserve buoyancy in a knock-down. In theory, we can self-right from within the hull, important for remote, cold-water sailing. Buoyancy when awash is also provided by the watertight long bench, seat lockers, and the watertight fore and aft lockers. The cabin’s gangway is covered by telescoping hatches traveling their entire length. A 100W solar panel is mounted on the upper one.

Slowly, Point Leo rose above us from its crouch, appropriately leonine, and its mane of breakers roared at our approach. Rock faces, mineral streaked and stained in muted maroons, yellows, and carbon-blacks were now vivid above wrack-clad rocks awash in milling fields of foam.

We’d held our upwind advantage against the offshore breeze, and it was time to turn down. I pulled the whipstaff aft, and we fell off to port to parallel the shoreline.

A sudden loud whump and lurch startled us as the foresail half-jibed to open full, wing and wing. MUSTELID surged forward with its doubled power, uncomfortably pressing our hull speed. Anke quickly eased the clew outhaul and reefed four turns, and we slowed to a manageable clip.

We rounded the point at a run, the gnash and splash of water chewing stone close at hand. As if hamstrung, the breeze suddenly fell away. We were left bobbing on ocean swell unopposed by wind. We had covered 5 nautical miles in one hour, and we had rowed a quarter of that. We were an hour ahead of plan; that meant an extra hour of fair tide still ahead.

Sue Horwath

MUSTELID sailed a light breeze with the Ljungström mainsail closed for windward sailing and both sheets handled as one. Both leeboards are deployed for lateral resistance.

Fortuna Strait, the 1-2⁄3-mile passage inshore of Klokachef Island, grew quiet and flat. We got our first look at Leo Anchorage, a recess in the wall of Chichagof, fronting a broad valley between verdant mountain ranges. It has good holding and is protected from prevailing winds but is rolly and exposed to the south. Not a place to linger, but a decent fallback.

We left behind the protective north reefs off Klokachef and with them, flat water. Ocean swells swept into kicked-up walls of spray and dingy foam on the reefs to starboard. With shore now close to starboard, the waves rebounded to us. What had been widely spaced and gentle slopes in Salisbury Sound were here steep, cross-hatched ridges creating interstices big and deep enough to hold MUSTELID in cupped palms, tossing us from hand to hand.

With each of MUSTELID’s yawing plunges, our oars wrenched on one side, and missed on the other. We quickly learned to time our strokes to connect with the water or to pass and commit less power to each. It was strenuous, slow going, but we were moving steadily.

The Ljungström sails, spread wing and wing, provide well-balanced power for downwind sailing. Anke’s carbon-fiber ukulele is inexpensive, lightweight, compact, and waterproof.

After 3 miles of this, though, I felt the first pangs from muscles in my shoulders and back. I was already approaching my physical limit. We were halfway; whether we turned back or carried on, it would take the same effort either way. Anke said she was still at full strength but if I dropped out, her load would increase. I was not sure she could carry us forward alone for long. I kept rowing to help as much as I could manage.

Ordinarily, under these conditions we would find a place to anchor, but while this whole stretch off the Khaz Peninsula is shoal enough to be within reach of our anchor, it’s foul. The bottom could eat the anchor or spit it out. If the prevailing westerly came up, we’d be on a merciless lee shore. By the look of it, even without wind, it would be like spending the night in a blender.

We labored toward Point Slocum, two-thirds of the way up this outer stretch. I was trembling and felt loose in the joints. I had no cramps yet, but they couldn’t be far off. I kept pulling and breathing, a little ragged now. Anke’s tough, and while she was tired, she kept rowing.

We were drawing even with Slocum and contemplated risking one of our anchors as far out as we could reach bottom, when the wind lifted from nothing to a firm push from the south. We unfurled the sails to halfway, foresail open, and let the wind carry us foaming along.

With wind came darker squalls of rain, obscuring the rocks among which we now sailed at speed. Rain splattered on the water around us and the wind hissed in our rigging. MUSTELID was surrounded by the ceaseless roar of surf on rock and the shrill pealing of gulls.

Here at Piehle Passage we enter a cluster of small, wooded islands in an area on the chart maligned as “foul bottom.” The orange spool on the foredeck, made for long extension cords, holds 150′ of ⅜″ line at the ready for an expendable anchor and chain. The single sail and boom are set in the forward position instead of the Ljungström rig. The sheet and clew meet at a grommet that travels along the boom as the roller-furling sail is extended or retracted. By keeping the sheet and the clew anchored at the same point, the load on the boom isn’t subject to the bending force of having the two separated, and the boom can be made thinner and lighter.

We tended inshore, among breaker-marked rocks, closing to make the entrance to Piehle Passage, leading off the outer coast to more protected waters. It had been described to us many times, but no two descriptions matched. Up ahead, we could see a low island, close onshore. Its profile matched our best guess as that marking the turn into Piehle.

Anke jibed the starboard wing over with a jolt, instantly reducing the foresail’s area by half and slowing our approach. She clambered aft to sit close behind me as a particularly dark, wet, squall made dusk of daylight and poured itself upon us.

Together, we steered ahead with the wind on our port quarter. We were tired, and it took my two hands and one of Anke’s to operate the whipstaff. It felt bolted in place.

We tore close on by a boulder that reared mast-high above us, and emerged on its far side, unscathed and in the clear.

Our relief was short-lived. A raft of five sea lions that we had startled charged us while rising high out of the water. Then, as one, they dove off and away, leaving nothing behind but their foul, fishy breath.

Shaking, we turned to skirt the leeward island’s tresses of kelp, floating at their ease amid the froth of breaking water. We rounded Piehle’s entrance into the lee and all that wind and chop and churn—which we could still see and hear heaving behind us—fell to ripples and catspaws.

Spacered outwales create a strong girder to support the sheer. The gaps between evenly spaced blocks provide slots for plug-in accessories like the tholepins, leeboard hanger, and whipstaff (which can be repositioned at will). We carve tholepins from spruce limbs and make grommets from beachcombed poly-pro rope. They cost nothing, and float if dropped overboard. The oar looms come from standing-dead spruce trees, and their slender blades are shaped to shed flotsam or flipped to hook it. A leeboard is below, in its stowed position. It is shaped to be laid horizontally over the cleats to form a large, cockpit platform for sleep, work, or play. At left, the dark rectangle is one of the drain ports that dumps water should the cockpit swamp.

The entrance looked wider than we had imagined but its margins are mostly hidden. Rocks, black and jagged, popped up at random, some marked by weed. Others, we knew, lurked just under water, which was now too still to betray their presence.

Peering overboard, we could see a mixed bottom of sand, weed, and rock a couple fathoms down. Mussel blues and bladderwrack greens, starfish reds and oranges, and anemones’ waxy shades of white shimmered below.

We hung our leeboards over the side from hangers slotted into the outwale to thwart those willy-nilly gusts, which skittered us sideways in the narrow passages.

Many of the rocky islands scattered about were storm-scoured naked, or sprouted a paltry stubble weed. On others were a few stunted trees with trunks fixed in a wind-levered slant. We were not yet through the passage and still on what must be the frontlines of winter storms.

Peter Ord

The four sails of our three-masted cat-ketch rig—twin-foresail main, mizzen, and sprit-boomed driver—are identical and interchangeable. A deep reef is put in the sail used for the driver.

Maze-like waterways wove and wandered between islets and islands. The chart abandoned accuracy, stating “Local knowledge is advised.” Three elongated islands we had depended on to guide us weren’t clearly identifiable in the mishmash of poorly drawn features. No elevations were given to help sort things out. We got lost.

Only blunt Khaz Head, intermittently visible, hinted our general whereabouts. With it as our guide, we squirreled into one of many havens among crumbling cathedrals of granite, basalt, and metamorphic rock. Anchored, and shore-tied to a wizened tree, we were too tired to celebrate.

We tumbled into our dry cabin, changed into dry clothes, and I hung the wet up to dry. Anke lit a fire and within minutes warmth began to soothe and loosen our tight and knotted muscles. Soon, the teapot burbled that hot spruce-needle tea was ready. We threw the last of the salad into the cast-iron frypan, added handfuls of bladderwrack, and—as a special reward—smothered it in precious curls of cheddar. Once the seaweed had turned brilliant green and tender and the cheese was dripping molten, we fell to and devoured every last morsel.

Satiated, and clumsy with fatigue, Anke unfolded our mattress and pulled the sleeping bags from their pillows while I hitched our anchor light from the mizzen boom, knowing no one would see it.

Cradled and rocked within MUSTELID, lulled by the croon of surf, Anke and I drifted off to sleep.

 

Dave and Anke have produced a series of fascinating videos about their experiences with MUSTELID. Join them as they design and build the boat that will become their home for an epic adventure around stunning Southeast Alaska. Episode 1 explores who Anke and Dave are, how they live and what they propose for their adventure. New videos will be released each Saturday of the weeks that follow. The entire collection will be archived in the Specials section of the Small Boats Nation website.

Anke Wagner and Dave Zeiger live and sail in Southeast Alaska’s Alexander Archipelago, sometimes for years between towns, on a series of self-built boats mostly of their own design: TriloBoats, MUSTELID, and dories. They acted as caretakers at remote sites for a number of winters and work the gig economy when they must. They most enjoy sailing full and by along the Low Road, with extended stays in undisclosed locations of exceptional beauty. They document their adventures at Triloboats.

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Magnet Retrieval

When my son and I launched to go boating on the Duwamish River, the tide was out and the water at the end of the dock was only about 4′ deep. Nate stayed with the boat while I parked the car and trailer and while he was waiting he caught a glimpse of something resting on the bottom between the dock and the boat. He used the plug for ALISON’s motor well—it has a plexiglas window in the bottom—to get a clear view underwater and saw a Veo e-bike and a black and yellow Klein screwdriver. When I got back to the boat I was eager to hop aboard and get underway, but Nate rightly pointed out the e-bike had lithium batteries, which we couldn’t leave to contaminate the water. I handed him the anchor to use as a grappling hook and he was able to retrieve the bike and walk it to the far edge of the parking lot. I’d bought a fishing magnet kit a few weeks earlier and if I’d had it in the car or aboard the boat, we’d have motored away from the dock with a nice Klein screwdriver.

I was intrigued, for a while, by magnet fishing, but after seeing a lot of YouTube videos about it and watching a few magnet anglers at launch sites, I decided that there wasn’t anything made of steel or iron that had been sitting on the bottom for who knows how long that I needed, even if I got lucky enough to drag a magnet across it. But acquiring a Klein screwdriver that someone had dropped overboard right where we could see it, or better still, recovering one of my own tools that I had dropped overboard? That interested me.

Photographs by the author

The magnet I bought came with 65′ of 6mm line with carabiners attached, cut-resistant gloves, the magnet with two screw eyes, a bag with a shoulder-strap drawcord, a plastic scraper to remove particles from the magnet, and a stainless-steel grappling hook.

The magnet I purchased came with the Kratos 1100 Double Sided Neodymium Classic Magnet Fishing Kit. The double-sided neodymium magnet is rated at 1,100 lbs, but that’s the sum force of both sides—each face has a pulling force of 550 lbs. In the magnet-fishing world, that’s a beginner’s magnet. (Neodymium magnets come in different grades, most commonly between N35 and N55, with the higher grades being the stronger; mine had no grade indicated.)

The magnet is double-sided and the screw eye can be attached to a threaded insert on either side. A small tube of thread-locking compound is included to prevent the screw eye from coming loose. The magnet has its best holding power in this orientation and is used when directly above the bottom being worked.

The full lifting force of the magnet isn’t likely to come into play when pulling some ferrous object off the bottom. The 550-lb force of my magnet would only be evident if pulled perpendicularly from a ferrous object with a flat surface and enough volume to engage the magnet’s magnetic field. I was once lucky enough to recover an old bottle cap, which I could easily pull straight off the magnet, and slide it off to the side more easily still. On larger objects, rough, irregular, and curved surfaces all reduce the magnet’s hold. A bicycle run off the end of a dock might weigh less than 50 lbs, but my magnet might not be powerful enough to hold it. Kratos sells single-sided magnets rated at over 2 tons that would have the kind of power required.

A screw eye can be installed in the side of the magnet for dragging across the bottom. Because the magnet is double-sided, it doesn’t matter which side is down, but its grip is diminished by the lateral pull. Dragging the magnet increases the chances of disturbing the bottom.

To test my magnet’s potential, I carefully placed it on the infeed table of my workshop’s 6″ jointer. It took hold of the smooth, flat, surface and its mass and wouldn’t let go when I pulled the lifting eye straight up—the jointer rose instead. The magnet wouldn’t budge when I tried pushing it sideways. To get it off, I had to use a 2×4 as a lever with the jointer fence as a fulcrum.

Ferrous metals aren’t the only thing I’ve recovered with my magnet. At the local boat-launch site, I clipped the tail end of its retrieval cord to the dock and threw the magnet out well beyond the submerged concrete ramp. Each of the two pulls I did harvested a volley-ball-sized comet of underwater plants. If they were native plants, I had damaged the ecosystem. If they were invasives, I might have accelerated their spread. And I might have stirred up toxic sediment that is best left undisturbed. While I didn’t identify what I’d uprooted on the freshwater ship canal, I know that eelgrass is an important part of Puget Sound’s near-shore environment, and that magnet fishing there might quickly do a lot of harm.

Two throws into the water beyond the launch ramp brought up all of this bottom growth in large clumps. (I had been dipping the magnet around the dock and didn’t move the screw eye to the side for dragging.)

The webpage for the magnet I bought notes that it is “perfect for use in a workshop of any kind.” I think it is too powerful for setting stops and featherboards on my tablesaw; magswitches are more easily applied and removed. Picking up spilled nails and screws or drill-press shavings works well when I put a 12″ square of canvas over the magnet to make removing those sharp things quicker and safer.

This isn’t the screw driver that Nate spotted, or the ramp we launched from, but a re-creation of the sighting. The blue screwdriver is mine, thrown off the dock and easily recovered with the magnet.

I’m happy to keep the magnet in my boating gear to use when I know there’s something valuable on the bottom that I can retrieve by dipping the magnet rather than dragging it. And if I ever have the idle time to go “fishing,” I’ll take a look first either with the motor-well plug as Nate did, or with my bathyscope or underwater video system.

Christopher Cunningham is the editor of Small Boats.

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Seavolt LED Tail Lights

Our Penobscot 14, ST. JACQUES, was next on the list to get her own trailer so we could explore the waterways of the Mid-Atlantic states. We set her up on an EZ Loader 14′ rig with an 800-lb capacity and, as usual with this type of small boat trailer, the frame box only extends about 2′ beyond the axle. This configuration places the tail lights underneath the boat, about 3′ forward of the transom and partially hidden from sight, so we decided to add LED tail lights to the trailer’s guideposts to augment the frame-mounted lights.

Photographs by the author

There are 10 red LEDs per side, mounted on a printed circuit board. Fixed on thick-walled PVC tubing, the lights can fit onto the top of any standard trailer guidepost.

We searched for trailer guidepost light kits and found an economical option, the Seavolt LED Trailer Guide-On kit. The kit consists of two LED light assemblies made from thick-walled PVC that mount to the top of standard 2″ PVC guideposts. The LEDs are red, covered by a clear acrylic lens. The wiring harness is 10′ long for each side, and an easy-to-follow instruction guide explains how to splice the guidepost light into the existing 12-volt DC trailer wiring. Six total wire connections must be made for each ground, brake, and tail light per side. The kit provides butt connectors as well as snap connectors. We prefer to splice with butt connectors and then tape the connections with self-fusing silicone-rubber tape to minimize water intrusion. The tape also insulates the wire connection, remains flexible, and withstands road temperature extremes. Trailer-frame clips and heat-shrink tubing to cover the butt connectors are also included.

Bringing the trailer lights out from under the boat improves their visibility, keeps them protected from road damage, and in most cases, will also keep them above water when launching or recovering a boat.

The lights are the newest surface-mounted diode (SMD) technology, 10 lights per fixture, mounted on printed circuit boards and DOT/SAE-approved (Department of Transportation/Society of Automotive Engineers). SMD LEDs burn brighter with less power than the older bulb-type LED lights, they are highly reliable, and are less expensive to manufacture. The fixtures are submersible, but since they sit on top of the guideposts, just above ST. JACQUES’ gunwales, they are unlikely ever to be submerged. This position places the tail, turn, and brake lights at about eye level and in clear sight for any vehicles following us down the road, a sure-fire attention-getter. The top cap of the assembly is infused with a high-visibility red color, which will help us while backing up the trailer and will provide a good visual reference when loading the boat onto the trailer at the ramp. The light kit is installed quickly; stainless-steel screws are provided to secure the PVC casing to the guidepost.

We’ve been using LED trailer lights for years, and they have proven very reliable. We don’t miss the days of carrying spare incandescent bulbs and a wire brush to get rust off the old-school trailer lights. But any trailer lights mounted on the trailer frame are close to the road and create more opportunities for damage, so our “belt-and-suspenders” addition of guidepost-mounted lights assures safer trailering.

Audrey (Skipper) and Kent Lewis light up the night skies of Virginia with their fleet of 16 small boats and seven trailers. Their adventures are logged at Small Boat Restoration.

The Seavolt Trailer Guide-on Post-Mounted LED Tail Lights Kit is available from West Marine for $64.99. Other online outlets have prices as low as $54.99.

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The CLC Tool Box Kit

Many years ago, I took an adult-education entry-to-woodworking course. The once-a-week evening classes were held at a local high school over 10 weeks. I made a mahogany hinged-lid box with dovetailed corners. It took me the whole 30 hours of the course to make. When it was finished, I was ridiculously proud of it until a friend said, “Nice! What else did you make?”

I still have and use my adult-ed box, but I’ve made nothing since. I’m handy with a paint-stripper, power sander, sanding block, paintbrush, varnish brush, even occasionally a palette knife and wood filler, but I am not a maker of wooden objects. So, when another friend recently suggested I make a wooden toolbox, I laughed. Then I found the CLC Tool Box. While Chesapeake Light Craft is well known for its kits for kayaks, canoes, and boats, the company also offers some “small projects,” among them the Tool Box.

The finished box measures approximately 25″ × 10″ and, with its gently arched carrying handle, stands about 9″ high. It’s made entirely out of 9mm marine plywood. On their website Chesapeake Light Craft says the toolbox is an “interpretation of the ‘classic tab-and-slot’ type favored by woodworkers for its ease of assembly.”

When the kit arrived, I was skeptical: I opened the box to reveal nothing more than a pile of machine-cut plywood pieces taped together. There were no fancy wrappings, not even any tools, but there was an illustrated instruction manual. I quickly scanned the 11 pages and was pleased to see large full-color photographs accompanied by one- or two-sentence directions showing the toolbox assembly, step by step. I read that I would need a file or rasp, some sandpaper, and some wood glue.

Photographs by the author

The 9mm plywood kit pieces are all accurately machine cut for snug fits. The small tabs seen at the bottom edges of many pieces are leftovers from the router-cutting process and need to be removed before assembly.

The tools are used at the beginning of assembly. Nearly all the pieces have small tabs left over from the cutting process and these must be removed prior to building the box. The manual recommends a rasp, file, or sanding block. I started with a file, but the process was frustratingly slow. I persevered with half-a-dozen of the tabs but with many still to do I decided to try a sharp-bladed knife. I carefully cut away the bulk of each tab and then sanded the edge smooth. In very short order all the tabs were gone, and I was ready to start assembling.

The parts are assembled in a particular order so that the finished tool box doesn’t need glue to hold it together.

Apart from one false turn at the very beginning when I failed to spot that the two side panels were not identical and that I had, by chance, started with the wrong one, the assembling process was quick and simple: the tenons and slots lined up perfectly and to my delight, in less than an hour, I was ready to install the carrying handle and locking keys. This was the only moment during the construction when I doubted the process. It is a tight fit to get the handle (two 9mm-plywood pieces glued together along their length) into the holes in the end panels. I had to use some gentle persuasion with a rubber mallet to get the two pieces to accept one another. Once the handle was through, the locking key slipped into place in its slot without complaint. I repeated the process at the other end and there it was: a completed plywood toolbox.

A few taps with a rubber mallet helped get the end pieces set.

During and after construction I smoothed most of the edges with 120-grit paper to remove splinters and round-off the hard cut of the plywood, but I was impressed by the ease of assembly and the look of the finished product. While the instructions indicate the marine-grade plywood doesn’t need to have a finish, I applied several coats of spray shellac, which I rubbed down between coats with a 3M scuff pad.

The handle is made of two pieces glued together to make it stronger and provide a more comfortable hand grip. The keys tapped into the ends of the handle hold it in place and lock the entire assembly together. The dividers in the center can be removed.

At the end of the construction, there were two extra pieces still on the bench, so I called Chesapeake Light Craft. They apologized that the pieces are not mentioned in the text but explained that I could glue them to either side of the top arc of the handle to increase the thickness, if desired, for carrying comfort. It might, indeed, improve the feel when the box is heavy with tools, but for my smaller hands I think I will just do a bit more smoothing of the edges and call it good.

A shellac finish brought out the color of the plywood. The middle divider has been removed to create a space for larger items.

After the shellac dried, all that was left to do was load up some tools. In each end, a shelf with holes can hold five screwdrivers and the two layers assure that the tools remain upright, handle at the ready. The wider ovals are useful for pliers, files and rasps, slender-handled paintbrushes and scrapers, and spokeshaves. In the main body of the box the partitions create spaces for palm planes, glue bottles, and tool rolls. Dividers can be removed for wider bays as needed.

Along the front, a 24-1⁄4″ full-length compartment will hold a framing square, hammer, larger brushes, and a short saw. Everything is kept in place and easily visible. Perhaps, when I go to work on one of the boats next spring, I’ll be able to spend time actually working instead of rummaging in my canvas bucket for the next elusive tool.

Jenny Bennett is the managing editor of Small Boats.

The CLC Tool Box Kit is available from Chesapeake Light Craft for $75.

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Sharing a Sense of Freedom

John Lloyd grew up in a canoe. His first memory, he says, is of standing on tiptoes to peer over the side of the family’s 1937 Skowhegan to watch a toy boat trailing behind on a string. Over time, John grew from passenger to paddler and the canoe became his. For the next 65 years he used it regularly on waterways around New York and the Algonquin Provincial Park in Ontario. But when John and his wife could no longer easily carry the Skowhegan, they passed it on to a couple with young children. John began the search for a boat he and his wife could “pick up and portage and afford.”

John built his first boat, Percy Blandford’s PBK 26, a skin-on-frame kayak, when he was 16. He built two more for friends. Much later, in 1999, on leaving a career in construction, he retrained as a teacher and began working in an alternative high school for students with severe learning disabilities. He brought his love of canoes and boatbuilding into the classroom where, along with an English teacher, John taught a year-long course in which students alternated between maritime literature and project-based learning—and two more PBK 26s were built.

Photographs by John Lloyd

Built to his own design, but reminiscent of a wide-bottomed Adirondack Guideboat, John did not regard BELUGA as a total success. Nevertheless she continues to be used by friends in upstate New York.

In more recent years, John built a Platt Monfort Snowshoe 16 canoe called FLIPPER—“due to its habit of dumping the unwary”—and BELUGA, “an original but totally impractical skin-on-frame design resembling a wide-bodied guideboat.” Both FLIPPER and BELUGA were given to friends on the upper Saranac in the Adirondacks.

John gives away completed boats, he says, “in part, because I love to share the sense of freedom that I experience paddling. And, in part, because giving a boat away leaves room for the next one…and there’s always a next one.”

The Wee Lassie was assembled upright. John gave the laminated frames temporary crossbraces to ensure their shape was maintained during construction.

When it came time to replace the Skowhegan, John first decided to try some new techniques on a smaller boat. After some research, he settled on Dave Gentry’s skin-on-frame adaptation of the 10′6″ Wee Lassie, originally designed and built by J. Henry Rushton in the late 1800s.

Gentry describes a setup of polyester skin on a skeleton of solid-wood stringers on four plywood frames. John opted to laminate his frames out of 1⁄8″ red oak to create a lighter, stronger framework. Each of the four frames was laminated over a mold. For the tight bends in the first and last frames he soaked the oak strips, bent them into place on their molds, allowed them to dry, and then glued them up. The cured laminates were trued on a jointer and cut to width on a tablesaw. Each frame was fitted with a temporary crossbrace and set up on its station. The first and last frames were beveled to create a fair hull shape.

The stringers and frames were joined with glue, pin nails, and synthetic lashings. In past projects John has found that epoxy alone can shear under stress—by using the three different fastening media he hopes he’s achieved longevity and strength in the joints.

For the stringers, John used larch. He volunteers as a ship’s carpenter at the Buffalo (New York) Maritime Center and was able to use scrap from material milled for larger projects. He cut out the “brashy grain and knots,” and scarfed pieces together to achieve the required lengths. He attached the stringers to the frames using yellow glue, pin nails, and nylon artificial-sinew lashings “sort of belt, suspenders, belt,” reflects John. “But my experience has been that epoxy alone will shear when the joints are stressed.” He notched the outside face of the stringers so that the lashings would not create bulges beneath the fabric skin.

The assembled framework awaiting its skin. Internally, the central plank is still to be fitted.

With the frames and stringers complete, John fit a single cedar plank on which to stand while boarding and sit while paddling. He laminated breasthooks that provide both structural strength and carrying handholds. The backrest was laminated as an integral part of the third frame.

With the light shining through the Dacron skin, the simple symmetry of the Wee Lassie’s framework is revealed. For additional strength John fitted laminated breasthooks, which also serve as carrying holds, as does the laminated backrest at the third frame.

Once the woodwork was finished and varnished, John turned his attention to the skin. He applied heat-and-bond tape to the gunwales and keel. “Platt Monfort used the technique and honors to him for thinking it up, it works really well. I ironed the tape to the skeleton and then sealed the Dacron skin fabric to the tape using a household iron. I also used the iron to shrink the fabric.” At the bow and stern, he slit the fabric, attached and trimmed one side, and then repeated the process for the second side. Finally, he applied laminated-oak trim pieces at the stem and stern, and fitted rubrails and a keel made of larch.

Cynthia McCloskey

Despite its diminutive size the Wee Lassie performed well with John, and maintained good stability even after he brought a 30-lb bag of gear on board.

The finished canoe weighed 24 lbs—perfect for cartopping and singlehanded paddling. “It’s stable and responsive with an old man on board,” says John, “and was unaffected when I loaded an additional 30-lb backpack.” The Wee Lassie was passed on to his daughter and, with experience gained, John looked for a larger design.

Karen Keenan

Like so many of John’s building projects, the Wee Lassie was passed along, this time to his daughter.

In a corner of the maritime center, he noticed a set of molds that had been used to build a strip-planked Swift Prospector 16, and realized they could be adapted to form the molds for a skin-on-frame version that would be an ideal replacement for the old Skowhegan. He laminated red oak over the existing molds to create the frames and for the stringers used some cypress salvaged from another large project underway at the center.

The Prospector was built upside down, its frames laminated on molds originally used in the construction of a strip-plank version.

“The construction of the Prospector was the same as the Wee Lassie other than in the interior details. The Wee Lassie got a backrest, the Prospector has a carry yoke. The Wee Lassie has the single center plank, the Prospector got a cypress planked floor and traditional fitted seats. It was my first time caning seats. Fortunately, there are experts at the maritime center to provide guidance, and it was fun.”

The bottom of the Prospector was strengthened and protected by full-length cypress planking glued and lashed to the frames beneath.

Within three months the Prospector was ready for launching. It was just the right size to carry John, his wife, and their camping gear and Labrador retriever. “It was initially too ‘lively,’ even though I paddle kneeling on the floor. So, I lowered the front seat an inch and that helped the stability a lot. And for regular use, when we have all the gear and the dog, it will calm down even more.”

Traditional cane seats were fitted in the stern and towards the bow. Seated well aft, the paddler’s weight keeps the bow from digging in, and the narrow beam in the stern results in an easy reach for paddling.

This summer John plans to introduce the Prospector to the streams around Buffalo, New York, and then visit the Adirondacks for some extended trips. This fall, he says, he’s hoping to take it up to the Algonquin Park. “Maybe I’ll visit the Swift Canoe & Kayak shop in Ontario and let them take a look at it.”

While disappointed by the Prospector’s finished weight of 60 lbs, John nevertheless was impressed by its volume and carrying capacity—ample for himself and his wife even when joined by their Labrador retriever and all their camping gear.

John is happy with the techniques he picked up through building the Wee Lassie and the Prospector but acknowledges that the overall weight of the Prospector was disappointing. “At 60 lbs it came in heavier than I wanted,” he says, “but that’s life.” It’s also a challenge he can’t resist: “I’m going to build a pack boat that I’ll bring in under 15 lbs.”

Jenny Bennett is the managing editor of Small Boats.

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DragonFlyer 3.2

Ruth Hill

ZIP is the prototype model of the DragonFlyer 3.2, a design intended as a versatile and dynamic sail trainer. She can be sailed with main alone, main and jib, or main and asymmetrical spinnaker.

Here we have the DragonFlyer 3.2, a brand-new 10′ 8″ sloop meant to offer training for beginners and spirited performance for experienced sailors.

Bystanders have described this particularly striking little boat as nifty, swell, cool, or awesome. The choice of adjective appears to depend upon the observer’s age. DragonFlyer comes from Brooks Boats Designs in Brooklin, Maine. John Brooks and Ruth Hill (husband and wife) run this outfit, which specializes in designing glued plywood-lapstrake boats ranging from dinghies to small cruising sailboats.

Brooks has given DragonFlyer a gunter sloop rig with a fully battened mainsail. At first glance, that main looks as if it might be a “batwing” sail pulled from a late-1800s sailing canoe. However, close inspection reveals the battens to be nearly parallel to the boom rather than splaying out in the old batwing pattern. This configuration will permit slightly better airflow across the sail and allow for simpler furling (after we release the sail from the yard).

Ruth Hill

DragonFlyer is easily transported from car to water with a simple two-wheeled cart.

Full-length battens offer several advantages. They support considerable roach (convex curvature to the leech). This allows more sail area to be carried by a relatively short mast, yard, and boom. The mainsail is compact, but of powerful shape.

If we wish to fuss with the full-length battens, they will give us precise control of the draft or “fullness” in the sail. We can vary the thickness of the battens along their lengths or force them farther into their pockets (to produce more draft), or let them project farther out beyond the leech. In any case, we might make the battens somewhat more flexible (thinner) in their forward portions, where we want maximum draft to the sail, and stiffer as they approach the sail’s leech.

Ruth Hill

The DragonFlyer’s light construction and flat bottom make her easy to launch from a beach. Rigging her sails and getting her into the water take only a few minutes.

Full-length battens can almost eliminate violent slatting as the mainsail luffs. Whether this proves to be an advantage or a potential problem seems to depend upon the situation and the skipper’s level of experience. When a fully battened sail is full and driving, it wants to keep going. As we approach the float, simply letting go the sheet might not slow our boat as quickly as we fervently hope. We should keep this in mind, lest we wind up in the parking lot next to a Buick.

The sail plan shows that we can step Dragon Flyer’s mast farther forward and sail her as a catboat. Brooks believes this will prove popular with novice skippers and smaller children. A noble idea, but as a long-ago little kid myself, I’m inclined to think that many youngsters will want to fly all sail possible all the time. They might well leave the conservative cat rig to their parents.

That cat rig, although simple to sail with “only one string to pull,” might prove more difficult to sail really well. Fully battened sails tend not to telegraph notice of improper trim so quickly as unsupported (slatting) Dacron. With no headsail to direct airflow, we’ll need to pay close attention to the single sail’s sheet. In the beginning at least, let’s tape a forest of telltales to the sail.

At the other end of the scale, we can move the bow-sprit to its full-forward position and fly an asymmetrical (single-luff) spinnaker. For the truly adventurous, Brooks has drawn an enlarged sloop-rig option. He describes the overall rig as “simple, affordable, and fast.” Well, it’s certainly versatile as we can set several different combinations of sail.

DragonFlyer’s glued-lap hull shows a fine and shapely forefoot. For about the forward one-third of the boat, the lower “lap-edge” of the second plank widens to nearly 1″. This plywood-epoxy edge forms a lifting strake. Brooks reports that the device deflects spray as well as providing hydrodynamic lift. The hull flows gracefully aft through an easy midsection to culminate in a long straight run. Given any reasonable breeze, this shape allows the little sloop to jump up and plane away. The wide “flat” to its bottom and relatively firm bilges, result in good initial stability. Despite its small size, this is not a particularly tender boat.

Designed from the beginning as a kit, DragonFlyer goes together quickly and efficiently with little waste of materials. We’ll build the hull over a framework of interlocking plywood bulkheads and stringers, accurately secured by a series of slots and tabs. This structure gives us a sturdy well-aligned form on which to hang the planks, and all of it stays in the boat. No separate building jig remains to be stowed, tossed, or burned in the shop stove.

Ruth Hill

Sealed tanks built under the sole and on either side of the cockpit during construction provide ample positive flotation for this sail trainer.

John and Ruth tell us that we’ll build this hull in standard glued-lapstrake fashion, “with an innovative twist: no laps to bevel.” The kit will arrive at our shop with a constant bevel worked into one edge of each strake. They suggest that we might assemble the frame-work “dry”—that is, without epoxy. This procedure will give us a good practice session free from the deadline pressure of rapidly setting up epoxy.

Then we’ll disassemble the framework. The designers recommend that we proceed slowly and keep careful track of the various pieces: “This is easy to do, so long as you don’t get too far ahead of yourself…especially if several selves are working together.”

When the time arrives for final and permanent assembly, we’ll glue together the frame and apply thickened epoxy to the plank laps. Battens sprung temporarily along the outside of the laps will ease the job and help to ensure that each strake takes a truly fair curve. Those who have built lapstrake hulls in the traditional fashion (cedar planks, bent frames, and no goop) might ask: “How can these strakes mate in a leak-proof manner without nice rolling bevels at the laps?” The answer lies in the strong gap-filling properties of epoxy.

As it turns out, the easy lines of this hull allow the straight-beveled strakes to mate more closely than we might think. John and Ruth originally had planned to plank the prototype’s hull dry and then to inject epoxy into the laps. The surprisingly close fit prevented this. In the end, they proceeded in usual glued-lapstrake fashion: coating the lap joint of each strake before hanging it. This boat’s glued-lap construction consumes relatively little epoxy and requires much less sanding and fairing than the popular stitch-and-glue technique.

Glued-lap hulls have been with us for decades. They are light and strong, and last well. When nicely lined-off, as this hull is, the shadow lines along the laps help define the boat’s sweet shape. But these hulls absolutely demand the use of high-quality plywood and thickened epoxy. If we attempt to build them in this manner with traditional materials, they will split along the laps…perhaps not today, but soon and catastrophically. If we wish to play with solid cedar strakes, we’ll need to re-engineer the structure.

At least for now, DragonFlyer can be had only as a kit or completed boat from Brooks Boats Designs. Building plans might be available in the future. Some of us like to start with a pile of raw lumber, or a stack of virgin plywood, so that we can say, “I built this!” But, if we can get past our builder’s ego, the kit offers advantages. It certainly reduces assembly time, and we know all the pieces will fit properly first time around. Novice builders will find that the kit makes for simpler work and requires fewer tools. Given the kit supplier’s access to materials at lower cost, and the efficiencies of series production for the kit’s components, the monetary savings for building from scratch could prove slight.

There might be yet another advantage to kits. Brooks tells us he has no intention of setting up an organized racing class for DragonFlyer, but he expects that some owners will. If that should happen, having all the boats come from the same source could preclude unpleasantness at hull-measurement time.

John and Ruth and their four children built the first DragonFlyer as a family project. The boat’s distinctive appearance, even from a distance, makes for easy identification. When Ruth sees that bright-red fully battened mainsail far across the busy cove, she knows “those are my kids.” And her kids seem to recognize the bugle call that tells them it’s time to come home.

The DragonFlyer 3.2 has proven fast and exciting under sail. It tacks with certainty and planes readily in any real breeze. The little boat teaches lessons gently yet firmly. Novice sailors soon learn to correct their mistakes, but Brooks and Hill tell us that their children haven’t found this boat to be at all “touchy or scary.” Indeed, kids and agile adults consider the 3.2 to be good fun. Larger skippers might hope that Brooks Boats will offer a DragonFlyer 4.7 (15′ 5″ LOD) somewhere down the road.


Kits for the DragonFlyer, as well as finished boats, are available from Brooks Boats Designs; http://brooksboatsdesigns.com

Brooks Boats

Particulars:
LOD 10’8″
LWL 10’7″
Beam 4’6″
Draft, board up 5″
board down 2’9″
Hull weight 100 lbs
Sail area:
Cat 44 sq ft
Sloop 59 sq ft
Large sloop 68 sq ft
Spinnaker 35 sq ft

Brooks Boats

DragonFlyer was designed from the start as a glued-plywood kit boat. The kit arrives with pre-beveled strakes, so the hull sections can be assembled dry, before applying any epoxy, ensuring a good fit and no misplaced pieces.

 

 

The New Hampshire Snekke

Jay Fleming

Low-powered, double-ended launches called snekker are ubiquitous along the coast of Norway, but rather exotic in New Hampshire, where Andrew Wallace’s Traditional Boatworks builds these boats.

The soul of the Viking ship lives on, and on, and on, proof that it’s worth sticking with a winning formula. The graceful indigenous lapstrake craft of Scandinavia have metamorphosed into a variety of shapes and types, but the strong sheer, pointed bow and stern, and lapped planks of the boats that raided and traded throughout Europe persist, a thousand years on.

Boatbuilder Andrew Wallace can claim real Norse genes. His mother was born in Oslo and he spent childhood summers at the family’s place in Grimstad, on Norway’s southeastern Baltic coast. Unsure how to contain the boy’s energy, his mother placed him in the care of an elderly local fisherman. Man and boy headed out into the island-dotted strait called the Skagerrak every morning, no matter what the weather. There’d be a breakfast of sardines and jam on bread, then a day of longline fishing for mackerel or cod. They would land cod as large as the eight-year-old Andrew. As the years passed he was trusted with more and more of the fishing and boat handling.

The boat whose Nordic DNA soaked into the impressionable young Andrew Wallace was called a snekke (SNEK-uh). The word translates more or less as “skiff,” but in Norway it means a boat that looks exactly like the replicas Wallace is now turning out under his shingle, Traditional Boatworks, in Canaan, New Hampshire. These sturdy, burdensome descendants of Viking ships are ubiquitous in Norway.  On one Norwegian brokerage site I found 934 snekkes for sale. Harbors there are crammed with them.

Snekker (to use the Norwegian plural) come in a fairly narrow range of shapes and sizes. Most hover around 24′ long and are either completely open like a motor launch, or have decking forward with artfully proportioned windshields, or an enclosed cuddy cabin. Wallace designed his snekke based on photos and his youthful recollections, synthesizing the best features of the type.  Tim Estabrook of Yarmouth, Maine, did the naval architecture chores, including hydrostatics and Mylar patterns for the frames. The boats are built at Wallace’s shop. He’s built three so far, including one on spec, whose moorings we slipped for a test drive one unseasonably cool Chesapeake afternoon in August.

Jay Fleming

The Snekke’s outboard rudder is a trait inherited from its sailing forebaers.

This is a very unusual powerboat. It’s not just the elegant lines and all-bright finish, though to be sure we looked like a swan amongst pigeons as we threaded out of a marina thick with fashionable plastic motor cruisers. That was my first impression of the snekke: To contemporary tastes it is an unfashionable boat. It is unabashedly wooden, heavy, and slow.

Whereas an all-varnished finish can be flashy and showy, it just looks right on this Nordic workboat. Planking is 7⁄8″ European larch fastened to fence-post-like double-sawn white oak frames, 3″ square and spaced just 21″ apart. The keel is a massive 5″×9″ balk of oak. This is not a boatbuilding project for the amateur crowd—Wallace is classically trained in the art. With a hull that combines hollow garboards, tumblehome amidships, full ends above the waterline, and fine lines below, every single one of the nine planks per side requires steam- bending. The laps are fastened with wood screws and bedded in a modern polyurethane adhesive. (Wallace is ambivalent about the latter, seeing little real improvement over older nostrums like Dolphinite.)

Jay Fleming

Some snekker are dayboats with open-air layouts, while others have modest sleeping accommodations. The wind-shield is a distinctive feature of the type.

This noble heap of timber contributes substantially to the all-up displacement of 5,000 lbs, and this weight is essential to the Snekke’s charm. When you step aboard, the sensation of real substance is immediate. A crowd of people on the rail would heel the boat only a little. The Snekke dispatches a light chop and passing powerboat swill with a quiet “crunch.” This is no half-tide rock, however. The large outboard rudder offers precise control, and I had little trouble imagining myself running an inlet in a gale. As we motored into 15 knots of wind and short chop on the South River, exactly zero spray came over the bow. Experiments in punching the bow into the ugly wake of a big stinkpot were anticlimactic; the boat takes it like a duck.

The literal throbbing heart of the Snekke is a likewise noble lump of a Sabb diesel. Our test article is equipped with a two-cylinder, 22-hp mill built in 1968. Wallace had it restored and sent over from Norway to replace a more conventional 20-hp Westerbeke. The 450-lb Westerbeke, while ample to push the boat, was simply too light and required internal lead ballast to settle the boat on its lines. “Motor weight is essential to the character of the boat,” Wallace says. The old Sabb weighs 800 lbs.

Mounted inside a locust and cambrera box amidships, the engine gives the Snekke its special sauce. It has a lovely musical throb, not at all noisy, even with the box cracked a bit to help the external keel-cooler. “It puts my toddler daughter right to sleep,” says Wallace, who uses the boat for day trips off the coast of New Hampshire with family and friends.

As someone who is mostly allergic to engines on boats, I was enchanted with the Sabb. There is no reduction gear, and indeed no transmission. While there’s an electric start, you can spin the huge flywheel with a Victorian-looking hand crank, ease in the compression, and fire up the beast with maybe a half-dozen turns. Another crank adjusts the pitch of the 18″, two-bladed prop, giving you forward, neutral, and reverse at any engine speed without crunching the transmission. While we were at full throttle, Wallace reversed the pitch on the prop. There was a furious boiling under the stern and the boat came to a stop in a boat length or two, smoothly enough not to spill your coffee.

The gently rumbling Sabb pushes the Snekke to all of 61⁄2 knots. This is a stately and completely unfashionable pace. It is also the Snekke’s best feature. Our progress down the South River that August day felt luxuriously out of step with the big machines that were passing us. They were all hustle and mountains of bustle, acutely unrestful. Enjoying the pace of things aboard the wooden Snekke made me think of the Slow Food movement. The nautical analog—boats like the Snekke that are built by hand and get 25 miles per gallon—has yet to achieve the goateed hipness of Slow Food. Wallace admits that it’s been a challenge to sell the concept of Slow Boating, and that many correspondents have asked about a planing version.

Jay Fleming

The snekke, with its displacement hull, is not a fast boat. It moves easily through the water at a consistent 6 knots, sipping fuel.

As he talked about how speed modifications would spoil the boat’s charms, my mind was wandering to thoughts of long coastal passages in the Snekke. It wasn’t just the seakeeping qualities or the long range under power. It was the layout of the interior, peculiar to the snekke type and mostly unseen in these waters. An automobile collector would call it a “cabrio coach.” There’s a decked area at the front of the cockpit, with two big settees port and starboard that extend up under the foredeck to double as very comfortable berths. Passengers sitting here would be dry in any weather. A quick-folding dodger extends the hard top to increase the covered area of the cockpit. Another bit of canvas closes in the stern to create a fully enclosed cabin, sleeping three adults or more. (See page 20 for more about the Snekke’s canvas treatment.)

The helmsman stands at the tiller on a platform aft of the engine box. The geometry is perfect, allowing a 360-degree view from the helm but genial proximity to the passengers under the hard top. There is no inside helm station. Wallace objects to the complexity this would add to his Thoreauvian powerboat. A hydraulic linkage with its oily fittings would not only literally disconnect the skipper from the feel of the boat; Wallace feels that being out of the weather disconnects the Snekke from its undecked Viking ancestors. “If I’m at the tiller, out in the wind and rain,” he says, “I’m going to be in the very best position to assess the weather and sea conditions and make the best decisions for the boat and the passengers.”

Even as the boat is admired wherever it ties up, Wallace wonders openly about the market for charmingly slow powerboats. I don’t think he should worry. There’s one constituency who will “get it”: all of the sailors who’ve thought about crossing over to internal combustion. A speed of 6 1⁄2 knots, all the time, no matter what the conditions, in fine style and perfect comfort, sounds like a great deal. Sailors understand the appeal of Slow Boating.

As we took up our mooring lines that evening, three small boys, damp and sunburned from a day of tubing behind an anonymous plastic sliver of a powerboat, swarmed the dockside. “Awesome!” “Cool!” was the chorus. “Does it have a propeller?” “Is it all wood?” Wallace invited the groms aboard.

“Would you rather go slow in a beautiful wooden boat, or fast in a plastic boat?” I asked the boys, still in reporter mode. After a pause, the answer came back: “Slow, in a beautiful wooden boat!”

There’s hope yet.


For more information, contact Andrew Wallace, Traditional Boatworks, www.traditionalboatworks.com.

Andrew Wallace/Tim Estabrook

Particulars:
LOA 24′
Beam 8’6″
Power 22-27 hp diesel

Andrew Wallace/Tim Estabrook

The sailing forebears of the snekke are apparent in the lines of Andrew Wallace’s interpretation of the type. Snekker typically measure under 25’ overall, and are relatively firm-bilged and double-ended.

The Sid Skiff

Lawrence W. Cheek

The classic transom-sterned skiff that became known as the Sid Skiff, here with cobuilder Zach Simonson-Bond at the oars, first came to Ray Speck’s attention while he was living on a houseboat in Sausalito, California. The boat is as much as joy to look at as it is to row.

So what modifications do you think might make it point a little higher?” I ask, following an embarrassing moment where I boggle an attempted tack. “Drop the rig and row,” answers Ray Speck, who’s built about 20 of these boats.

A perfectly practical solution, for sure, and one that resonates nicely with the Sid Skiff, a boat that’s as practical and adaptable as it is pretty. Okay, it’s not about to claw upwind like a sloop. But it also doesn’t suffer from a sloop’s rigging complications. As it is, it’ll reach off the wind in a wisp of a breeze, and it glides so deftly and easily under oar power that on any given day’s outing, it would be a crime not to include an exercise leg.

“I built one with a 19′ mast,” Speck recalls, riffing on the Sid Skiff’s versatility. “It had maybe 150 sq ft of sail. The guy who bought it was sailing in Raccoon Strait off Sausalito, and he swore it broke away on a plane. And he weighed 195 lbs. His wife, who weighed about 110, capsized in it.”

Speck, who retired in 2012 from teaching at the Northwest School of Wooden Boatbuilding in Port Hadlock, Washington, has a long and intimate history with this boat—though the crucial first chapter is missing. He first encountered the design in 1969 when he was living on a houseboat in Sausalito, California, and frequently noticed the harbormaster, Sid Foster, rowing around Richardson Bay in a lovely little lapstrake skiff. “We all lusted after that boat,” Speck says. “When Sid died, one of my friends got the boat, and another friend thought he was supposed to have gotten it. A battle ensued. I said, ‘Wait a minute, guys—why don’t I just build you another one?’” Speck took the lines off the disputed bequest and built a slightly larger version, giving new life to a classic design. Speck named it the Sid Skiff in Sid Foster’s honor.

Only trouble is—whose design was it? Speck doesn’t know. He asked around the Bay Area and heard a vague rumor that it had emanated from the Puget Sound area. Much later, after he’d moved to Port Townsend to teach, he happened to peer closely at a 1950s photo of a Prothero Brothers schooner on the wall. Tied up at a Seattle dock next to the schooner was a Sid Skiff —he says it was unmistakable.

Speck thinks the design was originally a production boat; the clues were certain signs of construction expedience. “It was down to the fewest possible number of parts,” he says. “Six planks to a side, with sawn frames. It looked like they were able to crank ’em out pretty fast.”

Lawrence W. Cheek

A boomless sprit rig, which is simple to set, strike, and stow, moves the Sid Skiff well in favorable winds. She won’t point as high on the wind as a marconi racing sloop, but asking her to do so is a pointless exercise when it is so easy to strike the rig and row.

Speck has slightly fancified the construction. There are now eight or nine planks per side, and the detailing is careful and elegant. Still, it isn’t a complicated boat. Speck, now 69, says he used to be able to complete one in about 250 hours. He figures an amateur could build a Sid from his five pages of plans in 500 to 600 hours. And for any builder, the design welcomes variation and adaptation. Speck doesn’t mind a bit. He has built iterations from 12′ to 18′ with one, two, and three rowing stations. The builder simply spaces out the molds to vary the length. The plans specify 3⁄8″ fastened lap planks, preferably cedar or mahogany, but Speck says there’s no reason why glued-lap plywood wouldn’t work. For upwind fanciers like me, sailmaker Sean Rankins, who occupies the sail loft in the school’s main building, has developed a jibheaded sprit rig for a 16′ version.

The 13′ 6″ Sid Skiff I sailed and rowed bears an unusual history. Chris Payton, a 1999 graduate of the Northwest School, began building it after his graduation but completed only the backbone, centerboard trunk, and transom before he died. The pieces made their way to the school, where they resided in the boatshop’s rafters for nearly a decade. At some point in the 2011–12 term, the Traditional Small Craft class was running low on project boats, so they decided to begin the planking. The 2012–13 class then finished out the interior and rigging.

As usual with the school’s project boats, the joinery is solid and tight and the details all look professionally executed. The faculty keeps a close watch on students’ work to ensure quality control. Wait: starboard bow, fifth plank down from the sheer clamp—what’s that? A conspicuously mismatched finger-width patch strip of not-exactly-red western red cedar. Speck thinks the students cracked the plank as they were bending it to the stem, then grabbed a random scrap of cedar to make a graving piece. One class was expecting the boat to be painted, but the succeeding class couldn’t bear to cover up the honeyed glow of red (and yellowish) cedar. So the discordant patch now affirms that the boat was crafted by fallible human hands, like the 18th-century harpsichord builders who always took care to incorporate an intentional mortal mistake so as not to irritate God.

Zach Simonson-Bond, a 26-year-old boatbuilding student from nearby Whidbey Island, worked on the skiff during the school year and now is exuberantly, uncontrollably in love with it. On the day I visited, the school drafted him to accompany me on a foggy morning outing on Port Townsend Bay, and he waited for me to finish interviewing Speck with barely suppressed impatience. Once underway, he explained that he used to crew on the historic Puget Sound schooner ADVENTURESS (see WB No. 232), which deployed another Sid Skiff as a tender.

Lawrence W. Cheek

The boat built at the Northwest School of Wooden Boatbuilding is all about the beauty of wood, with western red cedar planking over oak frames, although glued-lap plywood planking would also work.

“People on ADVENTURESS regarded the skiff with so much affection,” he said. “Kids would have their first rowing experience on her. I honed my own rowing skills on her. She’s really easy to row, pretty maneuverable, really sweet lines. No, she doesn’t point too well.”

I don’t have much rowing skill myself, but after ten minutes with the skiff’s oars I sensed that the boat and I were finding an eerily magical groove, we were making good speed, and it felt wonderful. When we began to get a usable breeze and shifted to sailing mode, I was a little less enchanted. Although Sid made good progress in our stingy breeze, it wasn’t necessarily progress in my preferred directions, and the bay was crowded with moored boats that had to be dodged. It seemed to be making a lot of leeway, and it stubbornly refused to point high. I managed one slow tack, blew another, then figured out that Sid is happier obeying suggestions to jibe. After this the morning’s sail went better.

Lawrence W. Cheek

The Sid Skiff is light enough to nose in to a beach for a shore outing.

The next day, I talked with sailmaker Sean Rankins, who built the sails for several of Speck’s and the school’s Sid Skiffs, and whom I’ve found to be an excellent authority on rigs of all kinds. What, I wondered, would improve the boat’s pointing ability?

“First of all, I might have trimmed the sail a little differently than you did,” Rankins said, with exquisite diplomacy. “It’s also very responsive to crew weight and position, and that could make a difference.”

Lawrence W. Cheek

The mahogany transom, along with the backbone and centerboard trunk, waited a decade before helping a new generation of students appreciate the timeless design.

But more fundamentally, Rankins explained that if a Sid Skiff were to be tuned more toward sailing than rowing, several modifications would in fact be useful. “If I were having one built for my use,” he said, “it would have a higher-peaked main and definitely a boom. That would give better sheeting to weather and would better control the twist in the sail.” When I mentioned that the centerboard in this particular boat was limited to a 45-degree deployment, he added that a deeper-setting centerboard, or a daggerboard with larger area, would also improve the boat’s weatherly behavior and decrease its tendency to carve a lot of leeway.

My takeaway from our talk was not that he was critical of this particular boat, or Speck’s interpretation of the design, but that small boats are wonderfully responsive to personalization. It’s a sparkling argument for building one yourself or commissioning one from a professional shop—or a school. (The Northwest School builds boats on commission and speculation that range from the 7′ 7″ Nutshell Pram to a 62′ Bob Perry racer. This Sid Skiff was priced at $8,750.) Adding a jib or boom to the Sid Skiff’s sprit rig or trying out a balance lug might cost a few hundred bucks as opposed to the fluttering away of thousands involved in rig modifications to a big boat. And the physical forces acting on a small boat are small themselves, so mistakes and miscalculations tend not to escalate into disasters. Unlike most other aspects of our modern lives, errors and trials with a small wooden boat are fun.


Plans and finished boats no onger available from Ray Speck, or through the Northwest School of Wooden Boatbuilding.

Ray Speck

Captivated by the shapely hull he first saw in Sausalito, California, boatbuilder Ray Speck got
to know the boat very well, having taken the lines off the original in the late 1960s. He has built
many of them since. The hull’s shape promises a comparatively easy planking job, with plenty
of opportunity to mind the details of fitting out. Everything about the boat seems well proportioned, the very essence of the word “classic.”

Particulars:
LOA 13’6″
Beam 4’9″
Draft, board up 10″
Weight 175 lbs

The McIntosh Canvas Boat

Matthew P. Murphy

Canvas sheathing over a wooden framework makes Ned McIntosh’s 9’ dinghy extraordinarily light, at only 35 lbs, yet it remains a versatile tender that is easy and quick to build.

These 9′ ×3′ 3″ symmetrical double-enders have been around for many years. Oddly, they were born in Panama while Ned McIntosh and his wife, Alice, were there in 1942 in their cutter STAR CREST and Ned was working in a local boatshop. Although he first built himself a sharpie, Ned needed a lighter boat to get back and forth from STAR CREST’s mooring. First he tried a folding canvas dinghy, but it didn’t work out. Then came this fixed-frame, canvas-sheathed dinghy, which did work.

After Ned devised a sailing rig with leeboards and a small single sail, the boat became so popular that he and friends built about 20 of them. The group—which eventually formed the Panama Yacht Club—had a great time, racing them backwards as well as forwards. (To sail in reverse, Ned tells me, you have to hold out the boom to catch the wind, then steer backwards.) After returning home to his native New Hampshire, Ned continued to turn out many more of these useful little craft. And after he ceased building them, one or two other local builders began turning them out.

My first exposure to the boats came after sighting STAR CREST steaming into York Harbor early one evening about 50 years ago while Anne, our daughter Kathy, and I were there, living aboard our R-boat PENOBSCOT. We met Ned and Alice after they docked, and among all the neat features they showed us was their little canvas tender nestled nice as you please on this 35′ Atkin cutter’s deck. The dinghy could carry two people, yet one person could lift it out of the water and load it onboard. I never forgot our first viewing and, later on, noticed that other sailing yachts, most of them somehow connected to the McIntoshes, were also using Ned’s canvas boats as tenders. Conversations with their owners brought forth nothing but compliments.

After seeing so many of these cute little boats here and there and hearing only good reports about them—including a story Waldo Howland once told me of Ned building some of them right in the living room for the Howland children—I longed to build one for us. As I understood it, there were no plans for the boat itself, although Ned sent me a drawing for the sailing rig. So it came down to finding a boat that I could measure, and Karl Webster offered his. I jumped at the chance and created a drawing that included a building jig I thought would work.

Matthew P. Murphy

A single centerline seat permits shifts in crew weight. When a passenger is aboard, the oarsman turns around to get his weight toward the end, rowing the double-ender in the opposite direction.

Except for the three frames, the pieces of which can be sawn out from common white pine boards, a set of stringers form the skeleton around which the canvas is draped, glued, and stapled. There are five of these stringers. The one for the keel bends at its ends to form the two stems. In addition, there are two chine stringers and a pair of sheer stringers. All of these longitudinal members have to be stiff enough to remain fair between the supporting framework. Pine is too springy; I used Douglas-fir because I had some on hand. But I think spruce, mahogany, oak, or ash would also work well. There’s considerable curve in these stringers as they spring around the hull, so they need softening by hot water or steam. The stems, which have a sharper curve, are easier to bend if kerfed and glued back together—or they, too, could be steamed.

Over this skeleton of inner stringers goes the canvas. Heavy 10-oz stuff (No. 2 is what Ned calls it) is what you need, and if it comes in the usual 60″ width then a single piece just makes it across the boat at the maximum beam—just as Ned advised me it would. Another of his suggestions was to staple the canvas first along the sheer, only just pulling out the wrinkles. (Don’t pull too tight, or when the canvas shrinks it will distort the stringers.) Then mark along the chine with a pencil and make a cut toward the middle from each end. Then, he says, staple the sides to the chine stringers, trim them, and spread a bead of 3M 5200 and staple on the bottom panels. Trim off the excess. Staples should be an inch or so apart along chine and sheer stringers.

Although perhaps it was a mistake, I felt more comfortable covering the bottom first, then completely cutting away the port and starboard overhangs and using them separately afterwards for the sides. This called for a continuous overlap along the chines, and amidships I found that my overlap was a little scant.

Maynard Bray

A simple building jig accepts the keel, chine, and sheer battens, ready here to be covered with canvas.

In any event, my bottom piece draped nicely over the keel for most of its length but had to be cut along the centerline and overlapped at the stems, over a bead of 3M 5200. Closely spaced Monel staples hold the canvas to the skeleton and the adhesive makes the joints watertight.

After the bottom pieces were fitted, stapled, and glued where necessary, I stapled on the sides, doing the sheer first and then pulling out the wrinkles as I worked along the chines, over a bead of 3M 5200. I drove plenty of staples close together and hammered them flush afterward. You want these areas smooth for later installation of the outer keel, outer chines, and guardrails. A putty knife, pressed down hard and run along the overlap, helps squeeze out excess sealant.

Natural canvas was a pleasure to work with and goes on, if you’re careful, without much wrinkling. Ned tells me that his later boats were covered with a heavy synthetic material called Herculite, which makes for a more rugged hull that better resists puncturing. But it doesn’t have the “give” of canvas, so it doesn’t go on as smoothly.

At this point, after the adhesive has cured, it’s probably a good idea to spread on a coat of paint in order to seal the canvas against moisture. Either oil-based paint or latex will work, and you’ll find that both do a good job of shrinking any errant wrinkles out of the canvas.

Now come the outer stringers, which in order to bend around the hull need to be softened with steam or hot water, or else slit, or kerfed, lengthwise and glued into place in two layers. I chose the latter to prove the method, since I’d already used hot water for the inner stringers.

Also, this method kept the surfaces dry for gluing. To attach these outer stringers, I used thickened epoxy instead of 3M 5200 because it is easier to clean up and cures faster. Drywall screws with fender washers held things together until the epoxy kicked off.
For good looks, it pays to plane some taper near the ends of the chines and guardrails and nose them off a little. I also hollowed out their contact surfaces a little for a tight fit. Sinking screws permanently into their very ends always makes sense—just in case the epoxy lets go someday.

For finish, I ended up using a couple of coats of latex paint inside and out. The cedar plank used as a floor-board and seat (there’s no standing up in this boat) was to be left bare, so it went in after painting, held with oval-head screws so it could be removed for access to the bilge.

Oarlocks and breasthooks finished the boat. Unfortunately, I didn’t keep a log of the hours spent in construction, but I can tell you that the work goes fast. Using this design, not much time passes before you have a usable boat.

Because of its relatively high freeboard and double-ended symmetry, it’s surprisingly seaworthy for its size. Being so very light and with a single person aboard, it rises quickly to the oncoming waves. But, as with almost any 9-footer, a maximum of two people s about the limit for capacity, and you always have to be careful where you place your feet so as not to push against the canvas.

There’s only a single set of oarlocks, and you sit right down on the floorboard to row. To keep the boat trimmed right, you row in one direction if you’re alone, and get on the other side of the oars to row the opposite way if you have a passenger. Without a backrest, rowing is a little uncomfortable, but I suppose this could be and probably has been improved upon in other boats. Improvement, however, comes with more clutter and weight. It’s not an ideal “all-day” boat anyhow, so for short distances I think it’s fine as it is.

I can’t recall ever having rowed one of these boats previously, and I was amazed at how easily she picks up speed from a standstill, how quickly you can turn her, and how effortlessly she moves along. Six-foot oars are about the right length. We towed her behind either a powerboat or a sailboat most of last summer, and she bounced along happily at a variety of speeds. I got overzealous in pulling her alongside once while we still had headway and were leaving a wake, and she flipped upside down. That was quite a surprise, and I should have known better, but recovery was almost as rapid as the capsize. At only 35 lbs, she was easy to raise up by grabbing the rail, and once she shed the water it was easy to set her right-side up again.

New boats take getting used to, and all boats—including those you think you know—are able to teach you a lesson. This little double-ender, I’m sure, has more in store for me.


Plans may be obtained from Maynard Bray, [email protected].

Maynard Bray

By measuring an existing boat, Maynard Bray developed construction plans so he could build one for himself. Because he intended the boat as a tender, he didn’t draw the sailing rig devised by designer–builder Ned McIntosh.
Particulars:
LOA 9′
Beam 3’3″
Draft not much

Thistle

Matthew P. Murphy

Harry Bryan’s 12’ Thistle is powered by a large rudder shaped like a fish’s tail and driven by foot pedals. With steady pedaling you can keep pace with about any rowboat of the same length.

At the beginning of a family cruise to Tasmania some 25 years ago, our friend and frequent Wooden Boat contributor Harry Bryan became intrigued with pedaling a small boat with one’s feet as an alternative to rowing or paddling, leg strength being greater than that of the arms and hands. While at sea, and after having earlier tried out a little foot-powered paddle-wheel craft and finding it enjoyable but inefficient, he began studying how fish moved through the water with such speed and with seemingly so little effort. He caught and examined a number of fish, bending their tails back and forth so he could better understand how they worked. And, as is often his custom, Harry soon started planning how to build a practical version. Long periods of time while standing watch in the Pacific, it seems, got those creative juices really flowing.

Back home again in his New Brunswick shop after the voyage, the ideas for a fish-tail drive generated during those watches began to come to fruition. After building some full-sized prototypes and trying them out, Harry perfected his so-called fin drive.

In its first iteration, Harry tells me, it worked like a rudder in that its big blade, operated by foot pedals, simply swung back and forth. But as the concept evolved (and became more like a fish’s tail), a second pivot came into being partway back on the “rudder” that provided more articulation and increased the forward drive. This worked much better—well enough, in fact, for Harry to draw up detailed plans for sale. He also designed a boat specifically for the fin drive, the 12′ Thistle.

As you can see from the photos, the blade itself is made of thin Lexan sandwiched between a leading edge of the same (but thicker) material, both chosen for their ability to flex. In use, the fin hangs down about a foot below the surface to get a good bite on the water. But it can swing up if it needs to when striking bottom or to make the unit easier to deal with when removed from the boat. The fin assembly is demountable (a threaded hinge pin hangs it onto the transom bracket, and a couple of snaphooks connect the foot pedal ropes), but in use it extends well beyond the boat’s stern; it has to in order to perform so well. After all, it’s supposed to simulate a fish. It’s this streamlined piece of Lexan, bending as it swings back and forth, that pushes the boat ahead.

Matthew P. Murphy

A spring and pin allow the fin to pivot forcefully through the water.

The mechanism between the fin and the boat that does the articulation rides clear of the water. This apparatus is very critical in that, besides supporting the forward tip of the Lexan fin, it has the pedal-driven yoke mounted at the front, along with the gudgeons and pin that make the connection to the boat’s transom. In between, there’s a second set of rudder-like hangers and a tiller (called a top piece on the drawing) that uses a tensioned coil spring instead of a human hand for its operation. By means of this device, the fin bends back and forth somewhat in concert with the forearm unit. In operation, the fin can really push on the water without stalling out, and shoots the boat ahead with remarkable speed.

It really works well, we’ve found, and leaves your hands free for holding a fishing pole, a camera or binoculars, or simply for waving as in, “Look, Ma, no hands.” You can alter course by pushing harder on one of the pedals than the other. Or you can simply stop pedaling and coast with the fin drive in the hard-over position, wherein the fin acts like a simple rudder. Either way works okay for a gradual turn, but for the tightest possible turning circle (and it’s still a pretty big one compared to most oar or paddle-driven boats), you keep the boat’s waggling “tail” toward one side and use rapid short strokes to kind of push the stern around.

Sculling by moving a boat’s rudder from side to side has always worked, but not efficiently. In a Beetle Cat, for example, this technique will get you home when the wind dies, provided home is not too far away. But with Harry’s fin drive, you can pedal for miles and go much, much faster without wearing yourself out. With steady and energetic pedaling, you can keep pace with about any rowboat of the same length.

The propulsion efficiency comes from the fin’s flexibility; it bends naturally as it swishes back and forth and pushes a lot of water aft, just the way a fish swims. With a combination of pivots, a yoke, and a centering spring, Harry has come as close to simulating a fish’s tail as you’re likely to see. While this device has a number of moving parts and may seem fragile, rest assured that Harry, his family, and others as well have proven it through many hours of use. I remember Harry’s daughter Sadie scooting around Mystic Seaport’s waterfront almost continuously during one of the three-day Wooden Boat Shows there.

The materials are commonplace, although there’s some machining and welding to contend with. There’s the Lexan fin itself (three layers, riveted together), some small pieces of plywood to contain it and make up the fin’s “tiller,” a bit of oak or locust for the yoke and forearm, and a few pieces of stainless steel to make the connections, pivots, and reinforcements. But all this is well detailed on the fin drive drawings.

Maynard Bray

Three sheets of Lexan riveted together give the fin both strength and flexibility. The articulated plywood bracket pivots at the boat’s transom, while the fin pivots independently.

Now for the 12′ × 31″ boat that Harry designed especially for the fin drive and which he calls Thistle. The hull is built dory style with sawn frames, a flat bottom, and lapstrake sides. Like most of his boats, it’s designed for cedar planking, but one could adapt the design to lapstrake plywood construction. It weighs 65 lbs and carries only a single person within the cockpit. The bulkheaded stowage compartments in each end are accessed through deck hatches.

You sit facing forward in a comfortable canvas seat that is reminiscent of an early wood-framed lawn chair. The seatback can be adjusted fore-and-aft to fit various leg lengths and make the pedaling comfortable and effective. The pedals swing on a common rod held by three wooden cleats close to the boat’s bottom, and interact with each other by means of the 5⁄16″ braided ropes that run aft and connect each foot pedal through the yoke and finally to the oak forearm of the fin-drive unit.

To dampen the boat’s sideways wiggle as the fin swishes from side to side, Harry added a couple of permanent external keels to the boat’s bottom, one near the bow and the other aft. While these 6″-deep keels keep the boat from wiggling so that most of the energy you put into pedaling drives the boat forward, they are a bit of an impediment ashore. They’re thin and appear a little fragile, so you have to be careful to not damage them when launching off the shore or beaching.

As mentioned earlier, because of these two keels, maneuvering is trickier than in boats using oars or paddles. The turning circle is rather generous, and backing down isn’t an option. There’s no reverse. Either you coast to a stop, or you grab the single paddle that you hope is at hand, and bring the boat to a halt with it.

That said, the fin drive is a blast to use. The boat really moves fast; aiming it is intuitive; you’re comfortably seated in a canvas chair with your arms resting on the side deck; and you’re set for an all-day experience, if you choose. As Harry says on his website, “Although capable of keeping up with any oar or paddle propelled boat of her length, she is at her best silently swimming close to wildlife or just enjoying the waterborne equivalent of an afternoon walk.”

This same fin drive unit, I suppose, could work on other narrow lightweights as well, provided they have a strong flat vertical transom on which to mount it, and are fitted with keels or have some other means of dampening the side-to-side wiggle. My advice is to stick with the Thistle. It’s easy to build, looks good, and has proven to work. Granted, the fin drive is a bit of a gimmick, but a very enjoyable one that you can build yourself of readily available materials using Harry’s very detailed drawings.


Plans consisting of seven sheets and a 36-page instruction book can be purchased directly from Harry at Bryan Boatbuilding, 329 Mascarene Rd., Letete, NB, E5C 2P6, Canada; www.harrybryan.com.

Harry Bryan

The seven sheets of plans for the Thistle include extensive details on how to construct the fin assembly. Bryan also offers a sail plan—a nice feature for long distance runs.

Harry Bryan

Particulars:
LOA 12′
Beam 2’7″
Weight 65 lbs
Propulsion: pedal-powered fin or sail
Sail area: 22.5 sq ft

Spindrift 12

Matthew P. Murphy

The Spindrift series of dinghies from B&B Yacht Designs promises a range of capable yacht tenders that offer plenty of sailing excitement. Here we see a 12’ model built by Meredithe Stuart-Smith of Castine, Maine.

Here we have one member of a family of boats—four in all—doing business under the name of Spindrift and designed by Graham Byrnes of Vandemere, North Carolina. The very first Spindrift was a 10-footer, and was meant purely as a tender to a larger yacht. As Byrnes tells the story on his website, “Not long after the first few were built, we were invited to take part in a race for yacht tenders with a maximum length of 10′. There were dinghies of every description: Trinkas, Connies, Dyers all were represented, as well as some less-well-known brands—and a few custom boats.”

Spindrift trounced the fleet—so much so that there was a mass exodus of dinghies from the local yacht club, and a flurry of Spindrift construction. The word spread to other parts of the country, and more models followed. Today, the lengths are 9′, 10′, 11′, and 12′, and you can choose nesting versions for all but the 12-footer. “Nesting” refers to the boat’s ability to be separated into two pieces—a bow and stern section—with the bow portion turned around and nestled into the stern sections. The result is a tidy package that can be carried on the deck of a small yacht. The rig options include a cat for the 9′, 10′, and 11′ models, and sloop or cat for the 11′ and 12′ ones. To date, Byrnes has sold 1,025 sets of plans.

“A Spindrift,” writes Byrnes, “is a very good investment if you have a junior sailor in your family. Unlike many dinghies used as trainers (such as the Optimist), you do not ‘outgrow’ a Spindrift. While the boat is very suitable for children and inexperienced adults, in the hands of a good competitive sailor it offers the challenge of top-end racing.” Byrnes also intended for the boat to carry a small outboard, which he says it does very well.

The forgiving nature of the boat and its top-end potential are what drew Meredithe Stuart-Smith to Spindrift. A resident of Castine, Maine, Stuart-Smith had taken a sailing course at WoodenBoat School several years ago, and now she wanted a boat in which to hone her new sailing skills. What boat, she wondered, would be adequate for the local conditions, and under 12′ so she could store it on land at the local yacht club? She called Graham Byrnes’s shop and spoke with his wife, Carla, who mentioned the Spindrift—which, as it happened, was to be the subject of an upcoming class at WoodenBoat School.

Stuart-Smith was intrigued, but a little concerned about her limited capacity with woodworking tools, and she shared this concern with Carla.

“Honey,” Stuart-Smith recalls Carla responding, “there are women who could not get out of their Maiden form bras who could build one of these.”

“So,” says Stuart-Smith. “I came, I built, and I sailed.”

Matthew P. Murphy

The 12′ Spindrift’s spars and blades all stow tidily in the boat for easy trailering.

The construction is stitch-and-glue—a process that has as much in common with sewing as it does with traditional boatbuilding. In sewing, the curved edges of flat sheets of fabric are stitched together to yield a sometimes-complex three-dimensional shape. In stitch-and-glue boatbuilding, flat sheets of plywood are cut to precisely curving shapes, and the edges of them “sewn” together to yield a hull. The sewing is commonly done with copper wire or cable ties, and the seams are then “taped” together with fiberglass set in epoxy. There are nuances in this gluing-together job, such as the filleting of seams to eliminate hard inside corners and allow the ’glass to properly bridge the joint, but the process is rather simple and the rewards quick. Hulls are often stitched together in a day—though require much more work to make them solid and strong.

Stuart-Smith finished her hull in the WoodenBoat School class. After that, the demands of business and family life took over, and she sent the boat to Salt Pond Rowing, a shop operated by WoodenBoat School shop assistant Joe Thompson, who finished it—complete with a distinctive and flawless gunsmoke-blue paint scheme. “I’m sad I didn’t finish the boat,” says Stuart-Smith. “But I knew I couldn’t get it done.”

Matthew P. Murphy

The 12′ Spindrift’s two-piece, unstayed aluminum mast is quick and easy to step, and the wooden boom attaches at the gooseneck with a simple slip-on fitting. Rigging takes a matter of minutes.

Stuart-Smith named the boat ANGEL, and four years after its launching, I joined her for a couple of sails from the backshore beach in Castine. This gravelly strand faces west into upper Penobscot Bay, and we arrived at high tide one August evening in a fresh westerly.
Setup was easy. The aluminum mast separates into two sections, which stow neatly and entirely in the boat. The top mast section has a wooden plug inserted in its top. These two sections are easily joined together, and the lightweight spar dropped through the partners and into the step. There is no standing rigging.

The rig is a Bermudan cat, and the sail’s luff is sleeved, like a Laser’s. But unlike that ubiquitous Bruce Kirby–designed board boat—at least the ones I knew growing up—this luff sleeve has a zipper running its length, allowing the sail to be hoisted up the stepped mast, rather than threaded onto the mast on the ground, and the whole thing raised together. That made a big difference in ease of rigging in the breeze that was blowing that evening, for raising that sail Iwo Jima style would have required some manhandling. The zippered luff also allows for quick reefing and shaking-out from the helm position—which is not possible with a standard sleeve luff.

The clew is left to fly while the boat is launched and the boom attached to the gooseneck. Then the rudder is secured, the boat is pointed into the wind, and the outhaul made off. The engine, so to speak, is now idling.

I thought that getting off the beach in the onshore breeze would be a bit awkward—a reflection on me, and not the boat. In the past, I have found daggerboards can be ungainly in this situation. When beam-reaching into a beach, it’s good to have a little bit of blade exposed underwater for as long as possible. And I like to have the board propped in the trunk, ready to press into deep water, when departing in an offshore breeze. But in some of the boats of my youth, the height of that loaded board could impede the progress of the boom across the boat’s centerline, creating an interesting situation—one not unlike the time my ’75 Ford Grenada’s accelerator pedal got stuck under the floor mat as I was cruising down the Nahant causeway in Massachusetts in my high-school years…but I digress. My point is that Byrnes’s careful fitting of the board to clear the boom gave me confidence in the setup. This is a carefully engineered rig— mindful of both the beginner and advanced sailor.

Meredithe Stuart-Smith

Spindrift has a rare combination of traits: Exciting sailing, good rowing, and ample volume to serve as a yacht tender. The designer claims that
she handles an outboard motor well, too, though this wasn’t tested for this review.

I got away from the beach, deployed the centerboard, sheeted in, and whoosh: Stuart-Smith had told me that the local kids likened the feeling of her boat to a Laser’s—which I hadn’t sailed for decades. This brought it all back. The boat accelerated quickly, and I settled into the tack and tidied up the mainsheet. Then I tried a few turns. The boat was quick to tack, and sure-footed in jibes.

Stuart-Smith had told me earlier that every one of her sailing outings is like Groundhog Day, referring to the Bill Murray movie in which the protagonist awakes every day to the same circumstances, his life never advancing. She typically sails the boat with a more experienced hand along, and on one solo outing did have the distinct and enlightening pleasure of capsizing. She reports that it was easy to right, and came up only partially filled with water. Much of the interior volume is taken up by the flotation tank seats, so there was minimal bailing. Stuart-Smith has pushed through insecurities about a solo outing, saying that she’s “always doing things that terrify me.” She was bound and determined to take a few passes along the beach that night. And she did. As is often the case in learning, she’d internalized more of the previous year’s lessons than she’d thought. She’d developed instinct. This was proven out in one particular incident when, after the boat was caught in the wind while departing the beach, the sails filled as ANGEL sat still. That’s often the sitting-duck position for a capsize, as all of the sudden wind energy is pressing the boat over, and little or none of it is bleeding off in forward motion. Stuart-Smith leapt to the high side, settled the boat down, and darted off. The rest of the evening was textbook sailing, and putting the boat up took only ten minutes. We lowered the sail, hauled the boat up the beach on its aluminum trailer, popped out the mast, and secured the blades and spars in the bilge. With the hull strapped down, Stuart-Smith and ANGEL headed for the barn.

She told me later that building her own boat was a bit like having a baby. “Afterward, I thought, ‘I’m never doing that again.’” But the confidence she gained from the project soon eclipsed those feelings. “Six months later,” she says, “I was looking at design catalogs. I will definitely build another boat.”


B&B Yacht Designs, 196 Elm St., Vandemere NC; www.bandbyachtdesigns.com.

GRAHAM BYRNES, B&B YACHT DESIGNS

The Spindrift dinghy from B&B Yacht Designs is available in four lengths: 9’, 10’, 11’, and 12’. Here we see the 12-footer, the boat tested for this article, with the optional sloop rig.

GRAHAM BYRNES, B&B YACHT DESIGNS

Particulars:
LOA 12’0″
Beam 4’6″
Sail area (sloop rig) 85 sq ft
(cat rig) 70 sq ft
Weight 95-120 lbs

 

Galápagos Islands

In 1831, one of Charles Darwin’s Cambridge University professors, John Henslow, had been invited to sail as a naturalist aboard the HMS BEAGLE for what was to be a two-year voyage to survey the coasts of South America. He declined the offer and recommended that Captain Robert Fitzroy take Darwin, his 22-year-old protégé, instead.

Darwin set sail aboard BEAGLE from Plymouth, England, in December 1831 and arrived in the waters of the Galápagos archipelago, after a three-year, eight-and-a-half-month voyage. On September 17, 1835, the ship’s crew went ashore on Chatham Island, the easternmost of the islands, now known as Isla San Cristobal. The young Darwin was not favorably impressed. In his book, The Voyage of the Beagle, he writes:

A broken field of black basaltic lava, thrown into the most rugged waves, and crossed by great fissures, is everywhere covered by stunted, sun-burnt brushwood, which shows little signs of life. The dry and parched surface, being heated by the noon-day sun, gave to the air a close and sultry feeling, like that from a stove: we fancied even that the bushes smelt unpleasantly. Although I diligently tried to collect as many plants as possible, I succeeded in getting very few; and such wretched-looking little weeds would have better become an arctic than an equatorial Flora.

I wasn’t feeling quite so peevish when I arrived at San Cristobal, by air, on May 16, 2005. The air was thick with heat, but the stands of Galápagos prickly pear, an endemic species first recorded by Darwin, graced the airport grounds and sleek sea lions dozed on the town-front beach. I had been invited by my friend Olaf Malver, founder of the guide service, Explorer’s Corner, to join a group of kayakers and journalists for a six-day tour of seven islands: San Cristóbal, Española, Floreana, Santa Fé, Santa Cruz, Santiago, and Bartolomé.

 

GALÁPAGOS VISION

Our 50′ catamaran mothership, GALÁPAGOS VISION, carried seven inflatable sit-on-top kayaks: three doubles and four singles. We would paddle a new island from her every day and every night the Ecuadorian crew would make the passage between islands while we slept.

Darwin had come to catalog the species of the islands’ flora and fauna and for that work he will be forever remembered. It’s baffling that as a naturalist he didn’t enjoy the experience more; the Galápagos archipelago is one of the more beautiful places on Earth. Below are some of the animals and plants that I saw along with my impressions and, for some of them, in italics, what Darwin wrote about them.

Galápagos marine iguana

Amblyrhynchus cristatus (Galapagos marine iguana)

Darwin wrote of the Galápagos marine iguana:

It is extremely common on all the islands throughout the group, and lives exclusively on the rocky sea-beaches, being never found, at least I never saw one, even ten yards in-shore. It is a hideous-looking creature, of a dirty black color, stupid, and sluggish in its movements. A seaman on board sank one, with a heavy weight attached to it, thinking thus to kill it directly; but when, an hour afterwards, he drew up the line, it was quite active. Their limbs and strong claws are admirably adapted for crawling over the rugged and fissured masses of lava, which everywhere form the coast. In such situations, a group of six or seven of these hideous reptiles may oftentimes be seen on the black rocks, a few feet above the surf, basking in the sun with outstretched legs.

I threw one several times as far as I could, into a deep pool left by the retiring tide; but it invariably returned in a direct line to the spot where I stood. I several times caught this same lizard and as often as I threw it in, it returned in the manner above described.

Darwin chalked up this repeated return of the iguana to a “singular piece of apparent stupidity,” missing the fact that the iguana always knew exactly how to find its way back to where it belonged. I found the rocky shores were teeming with marine iguanas. The tops of their heads looked as if they had been crowned with barnacles, and their skin of scales hung in loose folds like chain mail. Despite their formidable appearance, the one above, with its enigmatic Mona Lisa smile and drowsy half-closed eyes, conveyed how gentle they are.

Galápagos land iguana

Conolophus subcristatus (Galápagos land iguana)

Like their brothers the sea-kind, they are ugly animals, of a yellowish orange beneath, and of a brownish red colour above: from their low facial angle they have a singularly stupid appearance. They are, perhaps, of a rather less size than the marine species; but several of them weighed between ten and fifteen pounds. In their movements they are lazy and half torpid. 

I watched one for a long time, then walked up and pulled it by the tail, at this it was greatly astonished, and soon shuffled up to see what was the matter; and then stared me in the face, as much as to say, “What made you pull my tail?” 

At the west end of Isla Española, we went ashore and followed a rough boulder-paved trail. I walked with my head down, picking my steps as much to find sure footing as to keep from inadvertently stepping on the iguanas that were draped over the rocks and nestled in the crevices between them.

Galápagos giant tortoise

Chelonoidis niger (Galápagos giant tortoise)

I frequently got on their backs, and then giving a few raps on the hinder part of their shells, they would rise up and walk away;—but I found it very difficult to keep my balance. 

The only tortoises we saw were in the The Charles Darwin Research Station in Puerto Ayora on Santa Cruz Island. This subspecies, above, has a saddleback shell, an evolutionary adaptation that provided the ability to reach higher edible vegetation.

Blue-footed booby

Sula nebouxii (Blue-footed booby)

Darwin wrote of the booby and the noddy:

The former is a species of gannet, and the latter a tern. Both are of a tame and stupid disposition, and are so unaccustomed to visitors, that I could have killed any number of them with my geological hammer. The booby lays her eggs on the bare rock.

On Isla Española, I walked within arm’s reach of the blue-footed booby above straddling a chick whose pink skin was only lightly covered with linty down. The booby was so unmoved by my presence that I felt invisible. Staring into the bullet-hole pupil of a booby’s pale-jade eye, I found myself moving my head to see if it would track me. It didn’t.

Sula nebouxii (Blue-footed booby)

While a male blue-footed booby will use its brightly colored feet to attract a mate, I saw many of them alone, slowly raising one foot at a time and tilting its head to admire his own feet. When sunlight hit their feet, the reflection gave the white feathers of their underbellies a pale, mint-toothpaste glow.

Masked gannet

Sula dactylatra (Masked gannet, masked booby, blue-faced booby)

Darwin: The gannets, sitting on their rude nests, gaze at one with a stupid yet angry air.

Galápagos hawk

Buteo galapagoensis (Galápagos hawk)

Writing of the “extreme tameness of the birds,” Darwin notes:

all of them are often approached sufficiently near to be killed with a switch, and sometimes, as I myself tried, with a cap or hat. A gun is here almost superfluous; for with the muzzle I pushed a hawk off the branch of a tree.

Galápagos sea lion

Zalophus wollebaeki (Galápagos sea lion)

Although Darwin made no mention of the fur seals or sea lions of the Galápagos, he voiced his disdain for them eight months earlier on the Chilean island of Chiloe:

On the way the number of seals which we saw was quite astonishing: every bit of flat rock, and parts of the beach, were covered with them. They appeared to be of a loving disposition, and lay huddled together, fast asleep, like so many pigs; but even pigs would have been ashamed of their dirt, and of the foul smell which came from them.

At San Cristobol, I spent hours snorkeling. When I dove and swam along the bottom, a couple of sea lion pups would pass by, disappearing as quickly as they had appeared. But if I swam in loops and spins, two or three pups would join in swimming loops and spins around me.

On one occasion, as I was swimming just below the surface, a lone juvenile sea lion came slowly straight toward me staring steadily at me with eyes as dark as old motor oil. When it was about an arm’s length away, it bared its teeth, snapped its jaws, and turned suddenly away. For a moment, all I could see in the frame of my mask was its dark flank, and then there was only limpid turquoise water. I spun around, but in that instant the sea lion had disappeared.

Zalophus wollebaeki (Galápagos sea lion)

There was a single tree in the center of Isla Lobos. Sea lions huddled in the shade of its canopy. The dappled light fell across a mother nursing her pup. Still wet after climbing out of the water, her fur was as smooth and as bright as polished bronze.

Waved albatross

Phoebastria irrorate (Waved albatross)

On Isla Española, a pair of albatrosses faced each other in a mirrored dance, beaks swaying to the side then pointing upward while making raspy whistling sounds like poorly played flutes. The well-synchronized moves ended with a clattering swordplay of their beaks.

Three feet from the path we walked, an albatross was sitting on her nest. Her eyes, wide set and under the deep brow of alabaster white feathers, had a doleful, world-weary look. She lifted herself and turned her head to the side to look at the marbled egg that lay between her pale blue legs. On the other side of the path was a clearing a few dozen yards long leading to a cliff at the water’s edge. An albatross at the downwind end of the runway unfolded his wings and ran into the wind. By the time it reached the cliff, it had enough speed to get airborne and rose quickly in the updraft coming up from the water.

 

Galápagos brown pelican

Pelecanus occidentalis urinator (Galápagos brown pelican)

We paddled from Gardner Bay west along Española’s northern shore, a ragged tear of black bluffs, splattered white where birds had found places to perch. A pelican with pale blue eyes rimmed in red preened its feathers while I drifted by a paddle-length away.

Magnificent frigatebird

Fregata magnificens (Magnificent frigatebird)

Dagger-pointed wings of frigate birds carved circles in the sun-blanched arch of sky above the cove where VISION was anchored. Dozens of them had settled in the tangled branches of low trees along the shore, their ebon feathers glowing with green and purple iridescence as they puffed up their strawberry-red gular pouches to attract mates.

Galápagos greater flamingo

Phoenicopterus ruber (Pink flamingo)

On Isla Floreana there was a lagoon occupied by a dozen flamingos. There are only a few hundred of them in the archipelago and we were lucky to see them. The chicks are born with gray feathers; the pink develops over time from the carotenoids in the brine shrimp and algae they eat.

Galápagos heron

Butorides sundevalli (Lava or Galápagos heron)

I slowly and quietly walked toward a Galápagos lava heron that seemed to be asleep while standing next to a ledge of lava. I was 5′ away when it opened its eyes, at least the one facing me. I stopped, and a few seconds later the lower eyelid slowly rose up and closed.

Sally Lightfoot crab

Grapsus grapsus (Sally Lightfoot crab)

Sally Lightfoot crabs seemed to have extraordinary vision and when I approached them they quickly skipped  over the rocks, even leaping the gaps between them, a shyness that was unusual on the islands. They got along well with the marine iguanas, which were content to let the crabs crawl over them. I saw one crab plant an icepick-sharp leg on an iguana’s eyelid without it flinching. The crabs feed on the iguana’s parasites and dead skin.

Galápagos prickly pear

Opuntia galapageia (Galápagos prickly pear)

This opuntia is one of six subspecies endemic to the Galápagos Islands. It is a tree-like prickly-pear cactus with the rust-red scaly trunk of a madrone. Land iguanas, like the one on the rocks, can’t reach these cactus pads, but there are five other endemic opuntias that they can feed on.

Palo Santo tree

 

Bursera graveolens (Palo Santo tree)

On Isla Floreana, the soft-shouldered hills are veiled with a tattered lace of palo santo trees, which leaf out only during the rainy season, January to April.

Gray matplant

Tiquilia nesiotica (Gray matplant)

The highest point on Isla Bartolomé is a volcanic cone flecked with gray matplant, hoarfrost-white and just as fragile. The matplant, a Galápagos endemic, is a pioneer plant—life taking hold on ruptured earth. A boardwalk leading to the summit left the surrounding ground unmarred by footprints.

Bartolomé and San Salvador

Darwin wrote that the islands of the Galápagos archipelago “rise with a tame and rounded outline, broken here and there by scattered hillocks, the remains of former craters. Nothing could be less inviting than the first appearance.”

With the sun rising behind me, I stood on the summit of Bartolomé looking northwest to San Salvador and watched the morning light bathe an unspoiled primordial landscape. It was like looking out over Eden.

Colorado River Dory

My son-in-law, Jess, is a professional river guide in Jackson, Wyoming. At the start of the 2019 season, one of his colleagues arrived in town with a handcrafted, double-ended, fully decked river dory he had built in the off season. It’s a beautiful boat based on plans in Roger Fletcher’s book: Drift Boats & River Dories. Jess was smitten and asked me, an avid woodworker, if I’d like to make a boat for him. Without a thought, I said I’d build it with him, not for him, and thus began our two-plus-year journey building Fletcher’s 17′6″ wooden Colorado River Dory.

Neither Jess nor I was familiar with Fletcher’s book, so we each obtained a copy. It’s a bit of a history book that also includes a variety of dory and drift-boat lines drawings and tables of offsets. In addition to the backstories of the 10 boats he describes, Fletcher provides detailed plans for each and general assembly methods for all. The Colorado River Dory is presented in nine pages in Chapter 21, and the construction method occupies the 73 pages of Chapter 11. For those who’d like to take a trial run at the construction, the book also includes a chapter on building a 1″ scale model of any of the 10 boats.

Jeff Battin

The Colorado River Dory is designed with six watertight hatches and offers plenty of storage space and flotation. The second hatch from the bow is offset to starboard to ease loading larger items like coolers. The aft seat, as designed, would have had passengers facing the stern. Here, that seat has been moved toward the back so passengers can look forward. The cleats aft of the center footwell keep the rower and a seat pad centered while navigating rough water.

Jess and I built the boat in Castle Rock, Colorado. The structure for the hull is composed of 10 frames that are each beveled on their floor timbers and side frames to fit the plywood bottom and side panels. We made ours of straight, vertical-grain Douglas-fir to optimize the strength-to-weight ratio. Notches cut in the floors will accommodate a hard chine made of white oak. The hull sides are specified to be made of 1⁄4″ plywood—we used 6mm Hydrotek. The panels are 19′ long and required two 1:12 scarf joints, which we cut with a shop-built router sled. The plans call for the bottom of the boat to be made of 1⁄2″ or 5⁄8″ plywood, with the option of a sacrificial layer of 1⁄4″ plywood. We used 18mm Hydrotek plywood, two sheets scarfed together to length.

River boats can be built on a strongback, but it seems most are built free-form and bottom up. We began by fastening the two side panels to a beefy white-oak inner stem using Sikaflex and silicon-bronze screws. Next, we fastened the frames to the hull from amidships working our way fore and aft. The transom is a glued-up piece of 1 1⁄4″-thick white oak and was installed last.

When we had all the frames in place between the side panels, we noticed that the sides were pinched, rather than straight, between stations 4 and 7, and that the bottom was hogged, not flat as it is designed to be. We rechecked our work, but we had built to plan. It became clear that the plan’s baseline offsets for the frame pattern at stations 5 and 6 were off by roughly 1⁄2″. We solved the problem by pushing the two frames deeper into the hull so that the chines ran, as intended, straight between 4 and 7. While full lofting could reveal the error in the offsets, particleboard molds cut to the given offsets for stations 5 and 6 could be put in place and adjusted to fair the hull and then be used to create patterns for the frames. Fortunately, both stations have no bevels.

The installation of the chine log was a challenge. Fletcher’s book suggests that it can be made from one piece of oak, steamed, and slipped into the frame notches. The chine log needs to be angled fore and aft to accommodate the angles of the stem and stern. This makes the top side of the chine log longer than the opening set by the stem, transom, and the bottom edge of the sides. The instructions call for inserting the ends of the chine before sliding the rest of it in; short blocks of wood clamped to the side frames serve as guides to hold the curve of the chine and guide it into the notches. Jess and I found steam-bending and edge-setting the white-oak chines stressful and ended up installing them in two pieces with scarfs that would be joined amidships after the pieces had been installed. In a recent conversation, Fletcher mentioned: “That chine log is a spooky placement. Before steaming was commonplace, the Rogue River boys cut two 1⁄2″ chines and installed each separately to give them a 1″ chine. Kind of crude, but it worked for them.”

Jeff Battin

In this side view, the straight and flat section of the side and bottom are made evident by the straight run of the outside chine. Jess is experimenting here with spare oar placement. Here on the Snake River boaters are required to carry one spare oar, but two spare oars will be required in the Grand Canyon.

Fairing the chine and the frame floor timbers was done with hand planes and an ingenious sanding board described in Fletcher’s book. We installed the bottom with Sikaflex and silicon-bronze screws and then planed its beveled edge fair with the hull sides. We had to steam-bend and affix white-oak outside chines. The outside chines have the same bends and edge-sets as the chine logs, but with the bottom in place there was no way to use clamps to hold them to the boat. We resorted to fender washers, construction screws, and polysulfide to set them in place. Installing the false stem was much easier.

The last step, before we could flip the boat over, was to fiberglass the bottom. While we are wooden-boat purists, the bottom of a river boat gets hard use. The old-timers would have installed sacrificial sheets of plywood to protect it, but we opted for the contemporary method noted in the book: 20-oz triaxial fiberglass cloth and multiple coats of epoxy, with graphite added to the last two coats to reduce friction when dragging the boat across sandy beaches. We laid the ’glass and applied all seven coats of epoxy in one go. It made for a long day but eliminated the need to sand between coats.

The boat had been upside down in my garage for nine months, and we were dying to see it right-side up. We had to build a wheeled cradle and needed an extra pair of hands to turn it safely, but it was a joy to see it looking like a boat.

Jeff Battin

Here, the rower is sitting facing the stern, normal for rowing saltwater dories but not for river dories. The Colorado River Dory can be rowed from either position; rapids are run facing the bow with the oarsman doing the steering and maneuvering and the current covering the distance. The rocky shore here at Deadman’s Bar is typical and demonstrates the need for a dory bottom armored with epoxy and fiberglass.

Jerry Briggs, whose 1971 Grand Canyon dory inspired the Colorado River Dory, said, “building the hull is the easy part; it’s all the carpentry work that takes the time.” I would certainly agree that crafting the bulkheads, seats, decks, and hatches took a lot of time. Fletcher’s book gives general details and measurements for how Briggs “tricked out” his boat but makes it clear that it can be configured however you like. We generally followed Briggs’s design, although we did eliminate the drain tube that is set in the elevated sole in the rower’s footwell and opted to have a continuous deck surrounding the footwell so Jess could sleep comfortably onboard. In the book, the four adjoining decks in the center of the boat were staggered and sloped to shed water into the footwell. We also reoriented the stern seat to face forward.

We used Douglas-fir for the carlins and beams. The fussy part of the build was fitting the 9mm-Hydrotek plywood decks around the frames and accommodating the rolling bevel of the hull. We used joggle sticks and templates and it came together nicely. We added epoxy fillets to all the seams but didn’t reinforce them with fiberglass. We may regret this decision, but fiberglass can always be added later.

The last step before painting was to cut and fit the six deck hatches and the inwales. We used stainless-steel circular hinges, circular compression latches, and spring hatch holders to make the lids watertight. The inwales are made from steam-bent white oak and are fastened to the frame heads with stainless-steel carriage bolts.

We used bilge paint below decks and topside paint on the hull and decks. The brightwork has multiple coats of spar varnish. We added rubber grit to the deck paint to improve traction. Jess bought a drift-boat trailer that fit our dory perfectly, and we towed it to Jackson in April 2022. Jess and his friends welded custom oarlocks, which we installed in July.

There seem to be countless equations for calculating oar length that all yield different results. Jess was convinced he needed 11′ oars, but Levi Jamison of Songbird Oars said that the dory would do best with 10-footers. He was right, and Jess couldn’t be happier with his handmade ash-and-walnut sticks.

Taylor Lambert

Jess (right) and the author ran the Snake River at the foot of the Grand Tetons. The full bow can support the weight of a passenger sitting well forward and maintain trim without needing another passenger aft to balance the load.

For our Colorado River Dory’s maiden voyage, Jess and I ran the Snake River in Wyoming’s Grand Teton National Park in mid-July 2022. During the 10-mile trip Jess noted that the dory rows like a dream. Its long, flat bottom allows it to track well through the water and glide over shallow, rocky sections without fear of damage. The boat rows great whether bow or stern first, which is helpful when a downstream ferry is best.

Typical of all river dories, balance is important whether carrying people, cargo, or both. If the load is the least bit off-center, it becomes difficult to maintain a straight course; the boat tends to spin to the weighted side.

Jess and I built our dory in about 75 days, working on and off over two years. It was a wonderfully rewarding experience. A decked river dory like the Colorado River Dory is a complicated thing to construct and best suited to someone with considerable woodworking experience. For the neophyte, the open river dories described in Fletcher’s book would be the better place to start.

Jess has a permit to run the dory, christened CUTWATER, down the Colorado River and through the Grand Canyon this October. He’ll be accompanied by two friends, each in a wooden dory inspired by Fletcher’s book. We’re confident CUTWATER is ready to provide Jess a safe passage.

Jeff Battin is a retired finance and consulting executive who spent most of his career in telecommunications and healthcare.  He lives with his wife, Linda, and two Labrador retrievers, Koda and Nellie, in Castle Rock, Colorado. He is an avid woodworker and skier and enjoys building furniture (and boats) for his two children, grandson, and friends. Jess Hahn is a professional raft guide in Jackson Wyoming where he lives year round with his wife, Kelly, and 19-month-old son, Wyatt. 
Colorado River Dory Particulars

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Length/17′ 2-3⁄8″

Beam/6′ 4-3⁄4″

Depth amidships/19-3⁄8″

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Plans for the Colorado River Dory ($64)and Roger Fletcher’s book Drift Boats & River Dories ($35) are available on his website, Rivers Touch. The book is also available from The WoodenBoat Store ($34.95). 

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Seil 18

François Vivier originally designed the Seil 18 in 1988 for a group of sailors from Nantes, a region of France through which the Loire, the country’s longest river, flows on its way to the Atlantic Ocean. They wanted a boat suitable for rowing and sailing on rivers. The design was intended for glued-plywood construction, but about 150 were produced in fiberglass by Canotage de France before the company went out of business in 2007.

When Tasmanian Adrian Levings bought the Seil plans some years ago, they came with a full set of Mylar templates for “pretty much everything,” including the box-girder building frame, the molds and bulkheads, the planks, rudder, and centerboard. Vivier’s study plan for the boat included drawings with all the component parts laid out on sheets of plywood to allow the most economical cutting. Today, there are many companies around the world (including in the USA, UK, and Australia) that produce CNC plywood kits, and Vivier can provide electronic CNC cutting files.

Photographs by the author

While cutting gains on the plank-end laps is called for by the plans, this Sei has the laps left proud at the transoms.

The hull is built upside down, on a 12″ × 16″ box-girder strongback made from 3⁄4″ chipboard. It is the length of the boat and is angled at the ends for the transoms. Two supports installed under the strongback hold it at a comfortable working height and have angled outer edges so that the whole structure may be tilted 45 degrees to either side to allow for easier planking. On top of the strongback, amidships, there are four bulkhead supports, and near each end is a mold. The building frame is completed with the addition of two longitudinal pieces on the centerline, which establish the curve of the middle plank (referred to in the plans as the sole). A gap between these pieces accommodates the centerboard trunk.

The bulkheads are 3⁄8″ plywood, and where they extend above the thwarts as frames they are reinforced with 3⁄4″ upper frame doublers. Adrian beveled the bulkhead edges according to the information on the Mylar templates, and then temporarily bolted them to their chipboard supports, which were already installed on the strongback. Both transoms were made up of two layers of 3⁄8″ plywood, and Adrian temporarily fastened each of them to the angled ends of the building frame and the centerline longitudinal chipboard pieces. The centerboard trunk—3⁄8″ plywood, sheathed in epoxy and ’glass on the inside faces with spacers and reinforcement in celery-top pine—is glued and screwed in place between the middle two bulkheads.

The Seil 18’s 108-sq-ft boomed balance lug has an advantage downwind over the optional loose-footed lugsail.

Each of the hull planks is made up of three scarfed pieces (the study plans also offer finger joints as an alternative in the case of CNC-cut kits). There is no conventional centerline component—keel or keelson—but the middle plank, which gives the boat its narrow flat bottom, is of 1⁄2″ plywood, the extra thickness being used for additional strength. After Adrian had cut the centerboard slot into the bottom plank, he glued it to the transom, frames, bow transom, and centerboard case (he applied plastic tape to the edges of the molds to prevent adherence there). He then installed the remaining 3⁄8″ plywood planks (four each side). Throughout the planking process, Adrian planed the plank edges to the correct bevel to accept the adjacent planks in situ. He temporarily fastened the planks with screws and large flat washers—none of the planks needed twisting or edge setting.

Once all the planks were fitted, Adrian applied epoxy fillets on the outside of the hull between the edge of each plank and the face of its neighbor; and then sheathed the hull in 10-oz ’glass and epoxy up to the lower edge of the sheerstrakes. He finished the exterior with two-part polyurethane paint. Finally, Adrian freed the bulkheads from their strongback supports to release the hull so that he could turn it over.

Adrian stripped the box girder and then built supports to cradle the upright hull at a comfortable working height. He began fitting-out the interior by installing the gunwales. The plans call for oak, sapele, mahogany, or Douglas-fir; Adrian used celery-top pine. Each gunwale is laminated in four 3⁄4″ × 1″ pieces. The first piece had a 3⁄8″ rabbet machined into it so that it could be fitted on the inside of the planking and cap the end-grain of the plywood sheerstrake; the second piece went on the outside of the planking, and the last two to the inside face of the first. He then fitted the celery-top pine transom knees, fore and aft (the plans specify oak, acacia, or iroko).

Both rowing stations have stretchers to aid more powerful rowing, but they are removable so they can be stowed, out of the way, when sailing. Raising the pivoting rudder blade reduces drag when rowing.

The plans call for foam buoyancy in various parts of the boat, but Adrian decided to fit the sealed compartments with round plastic access hatches. There are seven such compartments in total: a central one at the bow and three on each side; one between the mast gate and the forward rowing thwart; one under the side benches between the two rowing thwarts; and one each side of the sternsheets. The compartments are constructed with 3⁄8″ plywood with the listed support framing members. Supports made of 4″ strips of 3⁄4″ plywood, set on edge just outside of the perimeter of the floorboards, have angled notches to accept 1 1⁄2″ dowels that serve as the rowing stretchers for the two rowing stations. The forward station straddles the centerboard trunk, and the stretcher is made in two separate pieces. The notches offer each rower two stretcher positions.

For the thwarts, seats, and floorboards, the plans recommend red pine, spruce, Douglas-fir, and larch (hackmatack). Adrian used 3⁄4″-thick cypress (macrocarpa) for the center section of the sternsheets and forward sole, while for the aft parts of the side seats he used gray ironbark, and for the 1″-thick thwarts and mast gate he used celery-top pine. To fasten these components, he epoxied stainless-steel threaded inserts into their bearers to allow for easy and frequent removal without deteriorating the wood. He coated these and the gunwale and knees with Deks Olje D1.

The designer shows the centerboard and rudder blade made from two layers of 1⁄2″ ply, but Adrian chose to make them from strips of 1″ celery-top pine glued together. Discussions on the WoodenBoat Forum revealed a consensus that “solid wood was more robust as long as it was laminated with opposing grain pieces and sheathed appropriately.” He filled a 6 1⁄4″-diameter hole cut into the end of the centerboard with lead shotgun pellets bedded in epoxy and sheathed the outsides of both the rudder and the centerboard in 10-oz ’glass and epoxy.

The plans for the Seil 18’s transom include a notch to port for a small outboard and a smaller circular notch to starboard for sculling.

Vivier offers two alternative sail plans: a 118-sq-ft loose-footed standing lug or a 108-sq-ft balanced lug with boom. Adrian opted for the latter, again guided by the WoodenBoat Forum “about sail twist and control,” and because he had used such a rig on a smaller pram dinghy he had previously owned. The plans call for spars made of northern pine, spruce, Douglas-fir, or larch, with the mast stock glued up in three layers. Adrian made the spars from salvaged Douglas-fir—the mast is hollow; the boom and yard are solid. He thinks he didn’t hollow out the middle of the mast’s three laminates as much as the design stipulated, and so it is a little heavier than intended, but nonetheless it is easy for one person to step and unstep, ashore or afloat.

The Seil is a fun boat to sail. It has the momentum of a bigger boat, and tacks easily and with no threat of getting caught in irons, an important quality for a boat without a jib that could be backed to help the bow around. It is very stable, which is particularly important to Adrian: he has a 12-year-old son and is “navigating between keeping him interested and not giving him a fright.” It is also remarkably directionally stable: a couple of times I secured the tiller amidships and didn’t touch it for a while: she held her course nicely, despite variations in the wind strength. In Vivier’s study plans there is an option to create a large flat sleeping platform (using the thwarts and floorboards) so that one or two people can spend nights on board under a tent (although Adrian has no plans to do this).

The Seil 18’s sternsheets extend to the forward rowing thwart. There is plenty of room aboard for six, the design’s maximum capacity.

Adrian bought used 14′ oars from a local rowing club and shortened them to 10′, the length specified by Vivier. The Seil weighs almost 600 lbs, so it was no surprise that, when rowing, it takes a bit of effort to get it moving, but before long it starts to carry its way in a most satisfactory manner. Adrian has rowed the boat extensively—including one 2.7-nautical mile trip from the Tasmanian town of Snug to Bruny Island and back—and reports that it is better to leave the rudder in place with the tiller tied on the centerline for directional stability. To reduce windage and clutter when rowing, the mast can be stowed on top of the side benches—one end on top of the aft buoyancy tanks, the other beneath the mast thwart, while the other spars can be stowed in the bottom of the boat beneath the thwarts. Similarly, although Adrian does sometimes sail his boat with the oars stowed along the gunwales, in windier conditions he likes to get them out of the way in the bottom of the boat. With a second set of oars, two rowers will get a great deal of pleasure from this boat, and there is plenty of room for a crew of up to six when sailing or rowing. Although Adrian has no plans to get an outboard motor, the Seil was designed with room under the sternsheets’ removable ’midship sections in which one could easily be stowed.

The Seil 18 is a thoroughly enjoyable boat to row and sail and, I would imagine, would also behave well under power. It is excellently suited for singlehanded use, but there is plenty of room for a helpful crew member and several passengers.

Nigel Sharp is a lifelong sailor and a freelance marine writer and photographer. He spent 35 years in managerial roles in the boatbuilding and repair industry, and has logged thousands of miles in boats big and small, from dinghies to schooners.

Seil 18 Particulars

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LOA/17′ 8-1⁄2″

LWL/13′ 9-1⁄2″

Beam/5′ 4-1⁄2″

Draft (board up)/8″

Draft (board down)/2′ 11-1⁄2″

Hull weight, bare (approx)/375 lbs

Hull weight, fully rigged (approx)/463 lbs

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Study plans, plans, and patterns for the Seil 18 (previously the Seil or Seil 54) are available from François Vivier Naval Architect, and in the U.S. from Duckworks Boat Builders Supply.

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Pontchartrain and Maurepas

There is only land here in South Louisiana if the Mississippi River, which drains some four-tenths of the United States, brings it to spread out over the edge of the continent at the Gulf of Mexico. Its alluvium is an offering to cypress, cattails, and spartina to build the land higher—if the next flood, storm surge, or rising sea level does not reclaim it first.

Over millennia, the river has formed a 10,000 square-mile expanse of mud—the Mississippi Delta. This mud is both the product of the river and its primary impediment. The river always seeks a faster route to the sea, and so its course across the massive mudbank of its own making wavers over time. Some 5,000 years ago, as the last ice age receded, torrents of glacial meltwater flowed into the river. It sought open territory, and the delta shifted to the east.

Roger Siebert

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Prior to that period, what we know now as Lake Pontchartrain and Lake Maurepas would have been open coast. But, over the course of 2,000 years, the new delta hemmed in these waters until their connection to the Gulf narrowed to deep passes through the mud. The waters seemed more akin to lakes than bays.

Because the river builds the land here millimeter by millimeter, the horizon is everywhere a thin green band, like a patinaed copper weld between the expanse of the water and the dome of the sky, limiting what was once limitless. There is no vertical relief, apart from the occasional upward lilt of a road bridge lifting drivers above the water. To fully appreciate the beauty and power of the forces at work here, one must invert the landscape to see not just the thin contour of the earth above the water, but also the topography carved into the delta by ever-changing river and tidal currents.

A cool late-March breeze blew the scent of jasmine among the homes of uptown New Orleans, which lies between the manmade levee along the Mississippi River and the subtle natural levee farther inland, just a handful of feet above sea level. The river flows around Carrollton Bend, a quarter-mile from my apartment, along a riverbed that cuts 90′ deep into the muddy delta. A few miles down the river, as it rounds Algiers Point in front of the French Quarter, it deepens to 200′.

Photographs by the author

While Emma, Cassius, and Sophia (from left to right) apparently enjoyed the sail across Lake Pontchartrain, Sophia would later confess that she was seasick for much of the crossing.

It was early afternoon, and I had just gotten home from work at the hospital. Next up for the day was a 22-nautical-mile sail aboard my 23′ Norwalk Islands Sharpie (NIS 23), MYRNA C, across Lake Pontchartrain from New Orleans to Madisonville with three friends—Emma, Sophia, and Cassius—for the first, staging leg of a weekend afloat exploring Lake Pontchartrain and Lake Maurepas.

We met at Bucktown, just across the Orleans Parish line. No clouds marred the sky. The breeze blew from the southeast at 15 to 18 knots. With a single-reefed main and a full mizzen, we sailed out of the harbor on a close reach, and then fell off to head north. A couple miles to our west, the Pontchartrain Causeway shot straight across the brackish lake until it dipped below the horizon. The lake here is 24 miles across but only 10′ to 15′ deep, a trapped shallow sea.

Our course was an easy broad reach, and we made 6 knots sliding down the fronts of the following sea. We sipped beer and chatted. Eight miles from the south shore, the causeway lifts for one of two High Rise Bridges over the channel, the only vertical relief on the horizon except the skyline of New Orleans, which was receding behind us. We plowed under the bridge on a deep broad reach as cars and trucks hammered the bridge deck above us. We were beyond sight of land in every direction, yet adjacent to a pulsing artery of civilization. It was an odd discord, and I was eager to get farther west, beyond the bridge’s intrusion.

The sun settled down among hazy low clouds. The color of water shifted from light brown to a glinting blue. The sky glimmered gold. Our bow wave rode just short of the stern, sometimes slipping farther aft as we lifted on plane, surfing the 3′ to 5′ chop.

As our spot-on Earth wheeled out of reach of the sun, we picked up the marks at the head of the channel into the Tchefuncte River on the horizon. Cassius offered me another beer, but I declined, not having made the passage into Madisonville from the lake before. I needed to focus on our course.

The black stripe painted on the Tchefuncte River Lighthouse provides a more precise back range mark for vessels navigating the narrow channel leading to the mouth of the river. The water surrounding the channel is only 3′ to 6′ deep.

Soon, the stars emerged. In the dark, the wind seemed stronger, the waves bigger, and the heel of the boat more threatening. The comfort of the previous four hours sublimated into anxiety. We sailed on a beam reach toward the Tchefuncte Light, and then had to turn due east to enter the last leg of the channel before the river. I considered using the engine to ease our way upwind, but with the chop, the prop would intermittently roar out the water and the hull would pound. The crew would not be happy. So, we stuck with the sails.

Cassius and Sophia used the spotlight to identify the channel’s day markers. Emma looked out for the lonely pilings and ruins from Hurricane Ida that lurked just above the surface on the west side of the river entrance. A grounded tug listed on a bar. The low land was barely land at all, just a slender finger visible between troughs of the waves. The sails crackled, and the centerboard shifted as we traded four tacks upwind in the dark.

MYRNA C, here at rest on Friday morning, had spent the night at the seawall in Madisonville without me. After we had docked on the Thursday night, it took us 30 minutes to find an Uber driver willing, at 10 p.m., to drive us back to New Orleans across the 24-mile-long Pontchartrain Causeway.

We rounded the last mark and turned north to slink into the calm of the river. The boat’s heel mellowed into a gentle repose, and the mood on board transformed. We shook out the reef in the main to glide north upriver. The wind ambled through Spanish-moss-draped cypress, silhouetted against the glow of Madisonville. Cassius said he understood now why I had wanted to hold off on a beer. I finally took him up on his offer.

Two miles upriver, we made Madisonville, and sidled up to the town’s seawall for the night. I had to return to New Orleans to check on a few of my hospitalized patients in the morning. Emma, Sophia, and Cassius had to return, too. We called an Uber to bring us back across the long causeway to the city, but this time in total darkness and in just 35 minutes.

I made my hospital rounds the next morning and drove back to Bucktown to drop my car before catching another Uber back to Madisonville. As my ride crossed the low steel-plate girder swing bridge over the Tchefuncte River, I saw MYRNA C sitting prim on the town seawall against a line of grand live-oak trees, their gnarled branches reaching just shy of water. I brought my bags on board. The solar panel controller was not working, and it was not salvageable. I relied on the solar panel to recharge the battery that powers the navigation and cabin lights and radio. I debated calling off the rest of the trip, but then remembered I had backup battery-powered lights in the cabin, a backup anchor light, and colored glow sticks for navigation lights. There was enough power left in the battery to recharge my cellphone at least a couple times. The handheld VHF had a full charge. I decided to proceed.

I requested an opening of the Madisonville bridge on channel 13. I would have to wait until 3 p.m., about 15 minutes, for the next scheduled opening. When its low horn blew, drivers slowed to a stop. The steel bridge girder creaked into motion. I passed between the bridge piers into the lower Tchefuncte.

The approach to Pass Manchac during the golden hour of dusk was my favorite moment of the trip. The tower off the starboard bow is one of around 150 that carry power lines across the west side of Lake Maurepas.

A stiff south breeze pushed up the river. At its mouth, I raise a reefed main only and set off closehauled toward the Tchefuncte River lighthouse, situated on a peninsula of spartina-topped land. Clouds obscured the sun, and only an oily yellow light filtered through. The water was dirty brown and, to the west, a high-voltage powerline draped just off the coast before disappearing into the sodden air in the distance.

The whitecapped chop shoved the bow again and again, like an annoying little brother, as we made way upwind. The NIS 23 does not love a close haul and after an hour of ambivalent progress, I flopped to a starboard tack to dip the port-mounted outboard deep in the lake. I started it up and motorsailed for about 30 minutes to get well to windward in order to make the entrance of Pass Manchac, which leads to Lake Maurepas, on one tack.

The powerline running just off the swampy coast shadowing my course lifted high into the sky to cross Pass Manchac, like a woman lifting her skirt to step across a puddle. As I approached, the sun settled lower to the west. The overcast sky coalesced into islands of tall and narrow clouds, like hanging planters on the horizon. The yellow, oily light changed to a warm glow. The chop faded to gentle wavelets.

I felt the outgoing current of the pass catch the centerboard and rudder, jostling our course as the depth plunged from 5′ at the mouth to 56′ where the pass runs by the eastern head of Jones Island, a 6-mile-long low-lying island between the two meandering passages connecting Pontchartrain and Maurepas. Pass Manchac, the larger of the two, cuts deep into the mud left by the Mississippi River over thousands of years, reminding me of the accretive forces that shaped the land here. I imagined the topography of the unrelentingly flat landscape turned upside down, making the pass a sharp ridge rising 56′ above the surrounding marsh.

I motored up the Amite River as far as Carthage Bluff. I thought about stopping here, but the one person I saw on the bank seemed none too pleased to see me, so I continued on my way. I wondered how the buildings had made it through Hurricane Ida intact while camps just 1-1/2 miles away, at the mouth of the river, had been flattened.

As I sailed on a beam reach up the pass at 4 knots, I approached a collection of camps. Camps are what would be called a beach house in most parts of the country, though with an interesting twist: many are located deep in the marsh or bayou and are accessible only by boat. Powerlines cross miles of marsh to reach them, or they are powered by generators. They are elevated on pilings and fronted by a small dock. Sometimes they are perched entirely over the water, but usually are surrounded on three sides by marsh grass or swamp. There are some five dozen around Pass Manchac. Some seem like the full-time homes of commercial fishermen and a few are practically mansions. Nearly all of them show unrepaired wind and storm surge damage from Hurricane Ida, the Category 4 storm that passed through here in August 2021.

A man fishing from the dock fronting his modest camp gave a slow wave, seemingly in appreciation of the sight of a sailboat actually sailing in these waters. Wind rustled through the cordgrass and cattails on the banks. Purple martins looped overhead in gangs. Cormorants cruised the surface. Gulls screeched. The day seemed to be telling me to call it quits.

My goal was to reach the mouth of the Amite River that night, but it lies about 12 nautical miles farther west, on the other side of Lake Maurepas, and only 45 minutes of sunlight remained. After sailing a few hundred yards past the east end of Jones Island, I doubled back and turned into North Pass, moving silently past the camps lining the bank until marsh again fully took charge of the landscape.

I nosed the bow of the sharpie into the cattails lining the 280′-wide channel. As the wind began to push us away from the bank to the north, I dropped the anchor into the marsh’s thick mud. As we eased back, the current caught the hull, too, and angled us to the east.

I tied the mizzen off to the starboard ’midships stanchion to clear the cockpit to prepare dinner. I pulled out the Coleman stove, setting it on the port cockpit bench, and prepared a simple meal of canned chickpeas, tinned sardines, cheddar and diced onions, and bell peppers. I ate in the cockpit, surrounded in all directions by marsh. Cattails, spartina, a few palmettos, and the even rarer stunted cypress lined the bank, which made a rim of slightly higher ground around the low interior of the marsh that I could peer into only by standing on my toes on top of the cabin. Green-gold spartina standing just a couple of feet tall dominated these endlessly flat estuarine plains, amplifying the flaring spectrum of the setting sun.

Soon bullfrogs and crickets filled the enveloping darkness like radio static. Mosquitoes and no-see-ums followed, peppering the deck and cockpit. I hustled the screens into place on the hatches, retreated to my berth, and fell asleep.

Early the next morning, distant outboards whirred like giant mosquitoes, their pitch rising and falling with the Doppler effect as they raced back and forth through Pass Manchac less than 1⁄2 mile away across the narrow neck of land at Jones Island’s east end. I put on some coffee and munched an almond-butter sandwich as I looked absent-mindedly at the hundreds of flies that had drowned on deck in the night’s dew.

The third day of the trip began with a warm sunrise, but the rain soon moved in, so I decided to stay at anchor in North Pass and spend the morning reading.

The day was overcast and dreary, and I was in no rush to get going. I spent much of the morning reading journal articles on living-donor liver transplant, on which I had to give a short ethics lecture in the coming week. As I lay in my berth, light rain intermittently pattered on the cabintop overhead.

By 10 a.m., I was ready to get moving. The breeze pulsed from the southwest, meaning that the rest of Manchac would have to be covered with the motor. Tacking upwind and upstream in the serpentine 80-yard pass would be a Sisyphean endeavor, but I could still sail the mile back down North Pass.

I raised the sails at anchor and fell off to a beam reach, then wing-on-wing, then back to a beam reach as I wound through the last two bends of North Pass. Near the bank, the tail of a redfish danced just above the surface of the water as it nuzzled the bottom rooting for a meal. I came around the nose of Jones Island, and headed up to a close haul to see what kind of progress I could make upwind in Pass Manchac. The east-bound current was too much; the marsh upstream moved away from me even as I sailed toward it. I turned on my own mosquito and hummed west for Lake Maurepas.

After motoring about 4 nautical miles, I passed under a bascule railroad bridge and then a road bridge and eased into Maurepas. There was a steady SSW breeze at 8 to 10 knots. I put up the full main and mizzen. It was only midday, and the Amite River, my destination, lay just 8 nautical miles due west, just beyond the horizon. The sky was a dull blue. Lazy and amorphous rain cells sauntered across the lake from the west, occasionally milling around when the wind rested.

The lake was dotted every couple hundred feet with low-profile, circular green buoys about the size of a Frisbee with a small solar panel and light in the middle. “Geophysical Technology” was stamped in black ink on the tops. I would later learn that the buoys were part of seismic testing to assess the environmental impact of a planned carbon sequestration project under the lake that would serve a hydrogen manufacturing plant 37 miles away in Ascension Parish. It is ironic that we are trying to put carbon back into the mud of the Mississippi River Delta after spending the last 100 years pumping it out through oil wells.

I thought this quintessential-Louisiana, hand-stenciled marker reading “STUMPS” was hilarious until my centerboard hit a stump about 100′ beyond it. I was then grateful that the person who made it had taken the time to warn me to slow down.

By late afternoon, I arrived at the mouth of the Amite River. A widely spaced line of cypress stood as sentries guarding its mouth, and I was tempted to motor through them to reach the main flow of the river. Instead, I followed the channel indicated on the chart as well as the corresponding pole-mounted channel markers. Both guided me into an oxbow that seemed like the original mouth of the river before the shoreline receded. Despite being in the middle of the channel, I saw the centerboard line go slack, and my speed slowed as I motored into a very soft mudbank. I backed off and then headed back toward the scattered and isolated cypress.

About 1,000′ from the “STUMPS” sign, there was a narrow line of cypress along the old bank of the Amite River. I thought this would be the location of the stumps, but they were much farther out, revealing just how much the mouth of the river has shifted in recent times. Beyond this line of trees and stumps, I reached the deeper waters of the river.

A couple hundred yards from the sparse line of cypress along what was once the riverbank, a group of four pilings held up a galvanized ladder to the light marking entrance to the river and a sign that read simply, “STUMPS.” I turned the throttle down to idle and crept toward the river. Clunk! My heart skipped. I yanked up the board before it could hit any more stumps and pressed on. There were no visible stumps, no irregularity in the water suggesting anything just below the surface, and the boat drew only a few inches with the board up. I decided to drift extremely slowly over the old riverbank and drop into the main river. I made it and continued to motor upriver.

The west wind let me sail down the Amite River in silence with only the occasional creak from the rigging interrupting the quiet.

I hadn’t gone far when a 6′ alligator swam toward the boat, its tail swinging in a long S. When just 2′ from the hull, it must have realized that I was not its kind, and dashed away toward the riverbed. Broad, flared, cypress trunks rose from the shallows on the bank, then narrowed as their branches angled off, full of early spring’s bright-green leaves. I motored about 2-1⁄2 miles upriver to Carthage Bluff, a collection of ramshackle camps and mobile homes. The breeze was blowing from the west now, and so I raised sail and headed back downriver. The booms were sheeted way out and almost touched the branches shading the bank. A small fish jumped out of the water, landed on a lily pad, and lay there flopping on its side. Two blue herons chased one another in soaring arcs over the cypress crowns. An owl hooted. Purple iris blooms gleamed from deep in the swamp, their seclusion given up in brief glimpses between the trees and brush.

Back at the river mouth, I furled the sails, pulled up the centerboard and rudder, and played stump roulette again as the west wind pushed MYRNA C over the old bank back into Lake Maurepas. I then motored near the NOAA-marked channel for protection from the northeast breeze that was expected to roll in that night.

I anchored about 100′ offshore, and had plenty of time before sunset. I read some more before pulling together a meal and settling in for the night. Soon after dark, I heard a motorboat approach. To make sure I’d be seen, I turned on my navigation lights, in addition to the anchor light that was already on. A 26′ Sea Ray passed me by, headed up the channel, and I returned to my reading. I heard the boat throttle up once they were clear of me, and then I remembered the NOAA channel led nowhere. Sure enough, seconds later, I heard their outboards strain against the mudbank.

I had seen pictures of lonely cypress trees, like this one, in art galleries in New Orleans, but never a living example. Beyond it, is the “STUMPS” marker off the entrance to the Amite River.

Bugs were whining just beyond my screens, and I had very little enthusiasm for getting involved in their grounding. My plywood boat with a 6-hp would not be able to pull a boat like theirs off the bottom. I heard the engines revving and the rush of water against the hull, and figured they were making progress. Yet, the sounds seemed to be getting farther away rather than closer. I got concerned—were they trying to drive through the oxbow? I was new to these waters, and perhaps they were more familiar. Maybe there was a channel to get into. I hailed them several times on the radio to ask. No response. I went back to my reading. Twenty minutes later, I heard them getting closer again, now with the high-pitched scream of their engine alarm blaring between full-throttle blasts of water. They had made it all the way around the oxbow. Convinced now of their incompetence, I braved the bugs to come on deck. Just as I did, I watched their bow light go skyward, the engine roared, and a woman’s voice exclaimed, “There is water in the boat!” Stumps.

They were about 1,000′ from me. The night was still, and I called out to them, my voice echoing through the cypress swamp. A man yelled back that they had no radio on board and their phones were dead. There were no injuries and despite the damage to their hull, they were not sinking, perched as they were atop a cypress stump. I called the marine patrol for them and went to bed. I was not going to put my boat on a stump, too.

The next morning, I woke an hour and a half before dawn. The wind whispered over the black, glassy surface of the lake. I looked west. Every 15 seconds the lake lit up with thousands of white lights on the seismic buoys, covering the lake like an airport tarmac and signaling that it had been yoked to human enterprise. To my south, I could still see the glowing port navigation light of the marooned Sea Ray. With each flash of the seismic buoys, a faint outline of the hull appeared, angled upwards atop the cypress stump, a warning against the presumption of dominance over nature.

Before dawn, Lake Maurepas was lit up every 15 seconds by thousands of flashing white seismic-survey lights. The light show abruptly ended when the sun rose above the Pass Manchac bridges on the east side of the lake.

I raised anchor and motored through the lights toward where I expected the sun to rise, reaching the east end of the lake just as it cleared the elevated interstate bridge. I carried on back through the deep Pass Manchac to Lake Pontchartrain.

By mid-morning I had reached Pontchartrain. The gray-blue cloud cover burned off making way for clear skies and a building 12-knot breeze from the northeast. I began making my way southeast toward New Orleans. A few hours later, the wind had built to 20 to 25 knots, forcing me to double reef the main and douse the mizzen. MYRNA C powered through the 5′ chop.

On my homeward leg across Lake Pontchartrain, the flat Louisiana terrain left little to see but water. Only the Causeway (at left) and the tallest buildings of the New Orleans skyline (right of center) rose above the horizon.

I was 10 miles and more from land in all directions and felt far offshore, but just 10′ below the tip of the centerboard was the Mississippi’s muddy runoff from the eastern United States. Even as I worked my way upwind, Lake Pontchartrain’s waves were eroding the cypress trees’ grip on the muddy shores of this endlessly flat land. The Causeway capped the eastern horizon and, to the southeast, the towers of New Orleans were back in view, rising above the thin green line of the levee protecting a city that rests largely below sea level. I passed under the hammering bridge deck of the busy Causeway, eased the sheets, and headed for home.

Peter Sawyer is a general surgery resident in New Orleans, Louisiana. He learned to sail when he was 11 years old at Camp Sea Gull, a seafaring summer camp on the North Carolina coast. He has been at it ever since. 

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