After several months of dedicated effort, the Schooner Hindu was returned to the water in Key West today, very exciting news! I only post this notice because the news has not yet hit the official blog, which I told you to follow some time ago. Judging from the pictures on facebook they are either recovering or still partying, in the grand tradition of Key West and wooden shipbuilders the world over.
The 1925 William Hand bald-headed schooner has been a mainstay in Provincetown, MA for 50 years, and is credited with starting whale-watching tours out of that port. I understand the it has been greatly missed the last couple years, and I am sure it will be warmly welcomed back this summer. It was laid up and neglected in Key West because of some financial misunderstanding or other, until some foolish friends of mine decided to step in and save it. They are remarkable folks, most of the time, and managed to turn the 59’ 11 and 1/2” boat around in record time. Great praise and congratulations are due!
I am sure soon enough you will be able to find much more info on Bonnie Rowan’s blog, svrowan.wordpress.com, which chronicles her various projects and enviable lifestyle. (But if you sometimes just want to run away to the Caribbean, maybe you should not expose yourself to temptation.)
Now maybe they can get to that boat they left in my barn…
A shot from the day I let Kyle Johnson and The Head and the Heart on board the Arthur Foss tugboat (remember?) made it into Rolling Stone Magazine this month, the one with Dylan on the cover. Cool huh? Arthur didn’t get in, though; the shot chosen came from later in the day when we wandered down to the Center for Wooden Boats. At least there is still a boat model in the shot. And that awesome band…
Second reblog ever. Cheers, Kyle!
Very excited to have my first published photo in Rolling Stone Magazine. The Head & The Heart shot at The Center For Wooden Boats. Their feature is in the upcoming issue with Bob Dylan on the cover.
Ann Davison, towards the end of her book My Ship Is So Small (1956) about her solo trans-Atlantic crossing in 1952. The quote has a defensive ring, now that her accomplishment—she was the first woman to do it—has been overshadowed by the circumnavigations of Krystyna Chojnowska-Liskiewicz (April 1978), Dame Naomi James (June 1978, in a record-setting 272 days), and Kay Cottee (1988, nonstop). Ann Davison is a memorable sailor, however, and we are fortunate that she took equal pleasure in writing. Her first books were written to pay off the restoration of Reliance, a 53-foot ketch owned by her husband Frank Davison. The pair sailed hastily out of port in bad weather to escape a writ (a ‘la Sterling Hayden), and wound up wrecked on Portland Bill, where Frank drowned. That was 1949. A compelling backstory for a woman facing the trials of a single-handed crossing.
Davison made her crossing in the Felicity Ann, a lovely 23 foot sloop completed in 1949 from plans drawn in the late 1930s. The yard was Mashford Brothers in Cornwall, but I don’t know much else about it. I may make it a point to find out, though. This very boat is now awaiting restoration at the Northwest School of Wooden Boat Building, and if I play my cards right I may get a gig documenting her as part of the process. Any excuse to read good sea-stories.
You can read about Ann and Frank’s trials in Reliance in the book Last Voyage: An Autobigraphical Account of all that lead up to an Illicit Voyage and the Outcome Thereof