Lucy and the New Dawn Traders

Fare Traded by Sail

Category: In Port

Storytelling for Sea Change! – 7th February @ Hermitage Moorings

Come on a journey with us through the arts and the seas, to hear how some ambitious projects are bringing to life stories of a sustainable shipping future and communicating climate change through more creative means.

This discussion will be aptly hosted at the Hermitage Community Moorings, on the Thames river by Tower Bridge.

We invite you to arrive on 7th February at 6.30pm to a welcoming of sea shanties and refreshments including delicious cocktails made with organic Brazilian cachaça from Abelha. At 7pm we present our three speakers and their inspiring projects, followed with a lively discussion. We hope to inspire you to run away with us and sail the seas!

INTRODUCING:

Lucy Gilliam : The New Dawn Traders :

Having crossed the Atlantic and back, trading goods via sail and connecting slow food communities, the New Dawn Traders are spearheading a revival of shipping under sail and telling the story of sustainable shipping.

Sam Kimmins : Forum for the Future’s Sustainable Shipping Initiative :

The Sustainable Shipping Initiative brings together some of the biggest names in the maritime sector to plan how it can contribute to – and thrive in – a sustainable future.

Chris Wainwright : Cape Farewell :

Cape Farewell aims to instigate a cultural response to climate change, famous for its expedition taking artists, musicians and writers to the Arctic, to inspire them to communicate the effects of climate change through the creative arts.

LOCATION:

16 Wapping High Street, London, E1W 1NG … Nearest Tubes: Tower Hill and Wapping

PLEASE RSVP TO GUARANTEE YOUR SEAT!!

B.Bliss@forumforthefuture.org.uk

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Nowhereisland – A creative exploration of nation-ism!

| Now Here Is Land | No Where Is Land | No Where Island | Now Here Island |

If you go down to the beach today you are sure for a big surprise…

If you go down to the beach today you’ll never beleive your eyes…

The arctic melted and birthed a new land…

It sailed down south to moor off the sand

Today’s the day that I became a Nowherian

A land were the unknown is not feared but studied

This week I ventured to Weymouth to find out more about an unusual piece of rock called Nowhere island. Nowhere island is a migrating island recently released from the Arctic from the melting ice and has journeyed 2000 miles south through international waters to become the worlds newest island state with citizenship open to all. Nowhere island is currently moored just off the beaches of Bowleaze coveway and is inaccessible to public. However the ‘Embassy’, a beautiful mobile cabinet of curiosities, is open daily upon the cliffs for all to visit. Nowhere island will tour the south west over the next 6 weeks culminating in Bristol from 7th September for its last days.

The embassy of nowhere island! Filled with all sorts of exquisite curiosities, photographs, and information relating to the Arctic. You can just see the island on the water in the background!

Nowehereisland is the brain child of Artist Alex Hartley who voyaged to the Arctic in 2004 and discovered an island revealing itself from a melting glacier. He was the first person to set foot on the island and you can view his muddy wellie at the embassy. He then set about exploring sovereignty with the Norwegian government.

Citizens of nowhereisland are invited right away to start shaping the principles on which the nation is built. A notice board with the evolving constitution is displayed for all to edit, approve and add to.

The evolving constitution. My favourites were ‘wifi shall be free’ and ‘spontaneous dance parties will occur frequently’. Hallelujah!

Upon learning about this  new land I signed up right away. Nowhere island arrived in Weymouth on Wednesday 25th of July drawing a massive crowd of onlookers and serenaded by citizens, surfers, school children and shanty singers. A significant part of the project has been local engagement in schools led by Nowhere ambassador Michael. It was a joy to see children rifling through the cabinets, quizzing the ambassadors and scrawling their ideas of the nation they wish to see.

Nowhereisland is part of the 2012 cultural olympiad and is the only visiting nation to bring itself to the Olympic games. Weymouth is the home of the Olympic sailing events which I don’t think you’ll be surprised that I’m really quite excited about! Team GB have their strongest sailing team ever. Fingers crossed for Ben Ainslie winning his 4th gold olympic medal!

One possible criticism is that there are significant costs and emissions from carrying out this project from the fuel to move the island to all the materials used in making and travelling with the embassy. Maybe those would have been better spent on building wind turbines or insulating homes.

But I have to say I was really inspired by the banners, the evolving constitution and the creative way the project invites people to come up with their own ideas. It is a really creative way to engage with ideas of climate change, nationality, migration, democracy, utopian societies. And I think it is really important that everyone is included in designing the world we wish to see and be part of.

Citizens exploring their rich cultural history at the Embassy

How would you receive a migrant island to your home town?

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Babylonia

Tenerife on the chart

My first thought when we rounded the peninsula and caught first sight of Santa cruz was ‘Babylon’. A sprawling dusty arid city. Little casa’s and abodes splattered across the lunar landscape of the Tarifa coast.

Saturn day

As we arrived on a Saturday and had been boat locked for 7 days and nights we thought it a great idea to head out on the town and samples the nocturnal delights. We had a leisurely supper of tapas along the main boardwalk of Santa cruz to line our tummies. We then ventured out into the centre to find a fine dancing establishment which ended up proving rather difficult. We wandered the dusty streets for quite a while before finally stumbling on a strip along an old river bed through the city. We found a fab roof top terrace. A strange experience being surrounded by hoards of people after our confinement.

But a release of dancing energy was much needed. As per usual we managed to clear a ring of bemused onlookers as we (well actually the girls; Antje, Martina, Kat and I) grooved our arses right through the floor. All the girls here appear not to dance in any way (strut and sway in a confined manner is the highest level of activity), wear fetish platform shoes and pout off their boyfriends arms (Lip gloss sales here must be through the roof). The look of distaste as a few checked us out with our dishevelled boat look was hilarious.

As we walked home at the end of the night we wandered through the main streets and stumbled across an installation of orbs and a series of ponds and fountains. Almost couldn’t resist going in.

The sky was filled by the most incredible moon suspended by Venus and Jupiter and emitting an incredible halo about 20 moon widths out from it. So surreal that Ville, Antoine, Antje and I had to take a moment, sit down and take it in. I have no idea how the moon halo could be created on such a scale. March 2012 is about as good as it can get for planet watching. All 5 visible planets can been seen in the night sky: Mercury , Venus, Jupiter, Mars, Saturn (mid to late evening).

Tonight as I write (Mars day -13th) Venus and Jupiter will only be 3 degrees apart in the sky.

Sun sun sun day…. Always a fun day…

I woke bright and early after a blissful sleep in my hammock on deck. The warmth of the morning sun on my face roused me gently. All the crew much needed rest day free from boat tasks so we headed out together to check out the beaches (apart from antoine who hitchhiked to the volcano solo). As Tenerife is a volcanic island the sand is black. To create desirable beaches the islanders imported golden sand from the Sahara in 1973.

Tenerife imported the sand from the Sahara in 1973

We lazed and swam. At one point a tour bus turned up and about 50 pensioners got off the bus, walked down the beach took some snaps and then walked back onto the bus. Very weird. Jamie couldn’t help but stand up and pull silly poses in view of the snapping cameras.

Moonday

The Antje, Martina and I have been busy making repairs to the Irene weaving more of the baggy wrinkles.

Baggy wrinkles on the rigging

We have completed the first set of baggy wrinkles and Damon installed them on the rigging after being hoisted up in the Bosun Chair to make them fast.

Weaving more baggy wrinkles on Irene

Carving the new jaws for the gaff.

Ben, Irenes shipwright has been building new jaws for the gaff. Its been a hard slog to find good wood for the repair. Fortunately some pitch pine was sourced from a second hand timber merchant on the island.

Jamie and I spent the day of mapping out provisions again and topping up some of the stocks that have got low. We lost some of our fruit due to mould in the fo’c's’le  (fore cabin) so are having to rethink our fruit stocks in this heat and humidity.

In the evening Karin from Alva paid the crew of Irene a visit armed with a bottle of fine rum. It’s her last night aboard the Alva before heading off to build a boat in New York. We toasted our ongoing sailing adventures.

Mars day

Jamie and I are heading out to check out the ‘Mercado’ in Tenerife… More to follow soon. The market in Tenerife requires its own posting!

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Tale of our ale

Valentines day. A bright start to the day.

Work on board started early. Damon has been preparing the sails and testing the staysail.We were eagerley awaiting our first cargo, the ale from Exeter brewery.

It finally arrived on pallets at 2.30pm! (We had been expecting it at 10am. Imagine the frustration!)

We quickly got it to the pontoon.

We were joined by Alan and Ali from Exeter brewery. They were excited to be sending their 2 nd cargo of ale to France. The first time was last October with the tall ship Tres hombres.

We quickly formed a human chain, passing creates of ale from person to person.

Leslie popped out to observe us loading our precious cargo and joked about how long it would last with us lot around.

Jamie assured him that the ale is in safe hands.

The ale was predominantly stowed in the saloon with some in the forepeck and the master cabin taking care to ensure the cargo is evenly distributed through the ship.

The forepeak is the cabin at the front (bow) of the ship which contains 6 crew bunks.

Our captain, Laurance, presented the sailing plan to the crew before supper.The wind is forecast to be Force 7-8, northerley so we will be running / broad reaching to Brest. Our scheduled departure time is 1200 hours.

Our day ended with purple thai curry and a celebration for Ramon’s birthday. Happy birthday Ramon!

We were absolutely exhausted. We dispersed early to our bunks to get all our kit stowed, packed ready to sail and to get an early night.

Muster

Muster – to call troops together – as for inspection!

My morning started off rather bureaucratically (is that a word?). I thought I had managed to escape the computer work and form filling but alas not today. There were a range of important but rather mundane tasks that required taking care of. Like preparing the crew lists, assembling the passports and filing the next of kin documentation for each person.

I got to have a private quiet snigger at all our passport photos which made up for it though… 

The deck hands hoisted all our individual crew flags today. We are carrying 6 different nationalities on board the Irene so we are flying a flag for each country. The shrouds look great decorated with all our national colours!

Our ale delivery destined for Brest in France was finalised this morning. We will receive this precious cargo of custom labelled ale from the Exeter brewery bright and early on Valentines day ready to be loaded by hand.

The final tasks required of the Marine and Coastguard Agency (MCA) have been largely satisfied (we think!). We took Irene out once again, this time with the MCA officials on board. They were keen to see the Irene with her New Dawn Traders in action.

I did wonder whether this was all in aid of getting a cheeky play on Irene – she is pretty magical!

It has been really difficult for the boat and this crew to meet the multitude of regulations. Not because we are doing anything dangerous necessarily but because we don’t fit into neat categories of the rule book. The rules have been written for vessels of a different nature as far as I can tell.

The only way for the authorities to make decisions is based on seeing the boat and her crew in action hence our little escapade today. It’s been hard for us but we hope that its worth it and that other ships can follow us in trading fare by sail without leaving  polluting footprints in our wake.

We glided out of the harbour across the Plymouth Sound to Cawsand bay. We all got a chance to helm (steer) Irene and test the emergency drill procedures, alarms and protocols. Check out Antje, our trainee from Germany, pictured above taking the wheel for the first time. It is pretty damn incredible helming 200 tons of wooden sailing ship to say the absolute very least.

…getting bruises from pinching myself… I’m living out my wildest adventures…!

We are proud to say that we pulled together and put on a great show for the inspectors. There was an immense amount riding on today. We tested the man over board drill, checked the flares and life raft drills, the fire drills, manned the fire hoses and lowered the anchor.

Lowering the anchoring and then retrieving it is no mean feat by the way. It weighs nearly a ton without the chain! Everything on the boat is manual and requires our collective strength and a range of pulleys to get things moving. There are no electric winches, no auto helm to steer the boat, no carbon fibres sails etc. She is wooden, hand crafted and sailed with human efforts.   Sailing back in time.

When we  finally returned back to port we found Pat, Leslie’s wife (Leslie is our skipper and owner of Irene), waiting for us with a delicious meal ready to heat up. We massively needed it. Safe to say none of it lasted very long!

Thanks Pat. It was supremely delicious. We are very happy crew!

As we set about laying the table for supper I recieved a tweet from a friend  with a link to the Guardian newspaper. Front page of the website no less! Was quite a shock to see myself in my sailing overalls squinting into the sun. There was a really superb shot of Irene on the pontoon in the dawn sunlight.  Dreamy.

Completely beyond our wildest expectations.

Happy Valentines everyone!

With love to Rio – This week of pigeon flying has been kindly sponsored by my dear newly wedded friends Alex and Anna. XX