Portland Marina – Our New Home!
After four long years without and a lot of hard work, scrimping and saving we have finally bought another boat! Mr TS and our teen boys sailed Chiron from Shoreham near Brighton to our new home in Portland Marina a fortnight ago and last week we all went down to get acquainted.
Our previous home on the water was a swinging mooring in Poole harbour, which suited us as we were then, but this time we have opted for a marina berth in Portland. Being tied up alongside a pontoon means that we can all get on and off as we please without having to row ashore and we can get a bit of space from each other as and when needed – not so easy if one of us has already rowed off in the dinghy!
It also means BB and DG can indulge in a bit of Shrimpocity – our family word for netting small creatures and popping them in a bucket for a while.
There are lots of other boaty families around the marina and a very nice wet suited gentleman asked if anyone fancied holding the spider crab he had just caught in his son’s net. Everyone backed off except BB who held his hand out immediately and then did that thing with his face when he’s trying not to grin widely!
Marinas have huge advantages over swinging moorings, this time we have lovely shore based loos, hot showers and a laundry room, all a bit crucial with 6 of us on board! Being able to hook up to the electric means they can charge their ipods and gadgets, we can use the toaster and I can work and play at the same time! Next to the marina office is the laid back and friendly The Boat That Rocks, a bar and restaurant which serves a cooked veggie breakfast – how wide was my grin when I found that out?! This is sailing but not as I know it – this is actually a holiday rather than an endurance test!
I have my eye on the National Sailing Academy next door to Portland Marina for a spot of small dinghy action and we are within spitting distance of Chesil beach, and Henry VIII’s Portland Castle and within easy reach of Weymouth – we have a lot of exploring to do!
We took advantage of our eldest teen who was with us for three days before he headed home on the train to work (another bonus – the station in Weymouth is on the direct line home!) and sent him up the mast for some minor repairs. He tested the bosun’s chair to make sure it would hold him
and then Mr TS and his younger brother winched him 12 metres (35 feet or so) up the mast
Quite high up the mast …
I took this photo and then had to walk away, my heart couldn’t take it!
As the sun went down and we kicked back a bit I took a wander with my camera, sunset at Portland Marina is just a bit special
We had to sell our old boat as recession bit four years ago, just before Thinly Spread was born, and it has seemed very odd to be writing a blog which didn’t include sailing adventures when they had shaped so much of our family life. I sailed through my pregnancy with Bonus Boy, breastfed him at angles you wouldn’t believe and kept small people occupied in a very small, moving space in extreme conditions. Now we have to learn to sail again as a family of three teens and a seven year old – I do like a challenge! I hope you will join us as we venture forth and I record our highs and lows as a sailing family once more.
Once I had seen Teen 1 off on the train home the rest of us pulled up the sails and headed for Studland and the Isle of Wight – more on that to follow. I’m off to pack up again now as we head back down to Portland tomorrow for our next adventure!