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Phyllis 1907. L 68ft, B16ft.15, D 7ft.4, Official Number 124785. Yard Number 60. Sail Number 26148. |
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It was to be 2008 before Phyllis would sail for real. Once again things centred around the Hull Sea Festival that has become over the years a high point of the season for us to focus on completing a particular piece of restoration on Phyllis. On the Sunday morning I had already thought to make sails ready to haul (still no rollers) before we left the dock for Barton and as we progressed out onto the Humber through the Humber Dock basin I decided we were going to take Phyllis up river under sail even though it meant missing the tide at Barton and returning to Hull. We turned down river and made over the rising tide to Victoria Pier a short distance from the lock basin entrance and made fast alongside. The bowsprit was rigged and the foresail and jib hauled up and belayed, I ordered Kath (not something I do normally) to the tiller to keep Phyllis off the pier while Steve, Derek and myself hauled up the huge main. A fairly good crowd had gathered at the top of the pier gazing down at the ship and watching the gaff pass them, continuing up until the sail was stretched out and fluttering above them like a huge butterfly's wing. Walking aft I let go the stern rope and as I passed Kath I whispered "keep her full" in her ear, not taking her eyes off the sails, she nodded. Calling to the foredeck for Steve to "let her go" I eased the main sheet as Phyllis slowly drifted away from the shelter of the pier. The unmistakable sound of sails searching for wind gradually ceased as Phyllis caught the breeze and slowly gathered pace over the tide as our eager crew trimmed the sheets. She was sailing again on the Humber 70 odd years after she had her rig taken away, and what's more sailing over the tide! We let her run down towards Dead Bod Jetty and got ready to bring her about and head up river, with no leeboards yet I didn't know how she would respond. Giving a nod to Kath, still wide eyed and trying to look at everything at once, she brought Phyllis round to port and into wind as we backed the foresail and jib, I thought she might stop head to wind and got ready to start the engine, but she carried on through the wind as I hauled in the main sheet and Phyllis was heading up river back to Hull. As we made our way back towards Hull the sail training ship "Prince William" came out of Albert Dock for sea. I altered course to starboard in order to make it clear we would be leaving her the channel, she altered course toward us, again I altered course to starboard, again she altered toward us, not having sea room to do anything more I was about to pick up the radio to enquire about her intentions when she held a course to bring us up on her port side. Holding Phyllis steady we passed close in and as we did so all the ratings who were on the rail of "Prince William" in full dress uniform raised their hats in a salute to "Phyllis". What a special thing to do for her, and we didn't have a camera between us! That first sail was all too short and it was soon time to drop sails and go back to the marina, but that short time we had under sail was very special. |
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