Wednesday 24 June 2015

Germany



We weighed anchor at Vlieland, The Netherlands, at 5.00am on Sunday 24th May. It was cold and calm as we motored half way back round the island to be sure of clearing the many shoals. The wind died away and the sun came out. We took the Hubert channel into the River Ems. This was well marked at first but then the buoys disappeared and we found ourselves with only 2m of water beneath us at high tide. We found deeper water in the River Ems channel and pushed the tide to the harbour at Borkum, one of the German Friesian Islands.
The distinctive wind turbine at Borkum
We had another early start the next day and left at 5.15am. The conditions could not have been more different in the Westerems. The sea was boisterous, the sky dark and threatening and the wind on the nose quite strong. We bounced and slammed for 10 miles until we could turn into the inshore zone. A few miles north of us was a traffic separation scheme (TSS) where the big ships had to go. We could see them but they were of no danger to us....until....the TSS ended and a buoyed channel from the River Jade came up to meet it. I was on the helm and had to cross this channel and pass through a big ship anchorage beyond it. There were ships everywhere, some anchored and some moving. I called Jeremy to help me see a way through but still steered too close to the bow of a huge anchored ship as the strong tide swept me on to it. We passed too close for comfort but with no harm done.

Waiting for the fuel berth at Helgoland
The tide eased and we made it safely to Helgoland, an unusual German island as it has cliffs and stacks. We saw a large number of yachts leaving the harbour and learned that a North Sea offshore race had just left, bound for Edinburgh. We were offered a berth at the yacht club. We walked into the town and had good meals at a pub behind the seafront.

Wind turbines on the Kiel Kanal
Helgoland is a duty free island so we stocked up on wine and spirits the next morning. We had to queue for diesel so it was 10.00am when we left. We had a decent wind behind us and we were able to sail with the genoa poled out until early evening. A strong wind warning was issued and we were thankful that we were entering the River Elbe with the flood tide. There were some steep confused seas just before low water and a few breaking waves. As we sailed past Cuxhaven it was much calmer but we were going to be late for the last locking up to the Kiel Kanal if we didn’t get a move on. Jeremy put the engine on and soon we were doing 9 knots as the wind strenghtened as well. We made it with only 20 minutes to spare and tied up in the huge ship lock with three other yachts. The floating pontoon inside the lock is only 6 inches above the water, so it was quite a drop down from Sal Darago’s decks. We tied up for the night in the yacht harbour next to the locks. The space was tight but Jeremy managed to fit us in. Lovely, hot showers were included in the 10 euro berthing fee. We celebrated our arrival with a meal in a cafe/restaurant nearby.
One of the last transporter bridges in Germany

The Nord-Ostee kanal (Kiel Canal) is a fascinating piece of engineering. It is 100 kilometres long and wide enough for two big ships to pass each other. There are only two sets of locks at each end. It cuts through fairly flat land from the River Elbe at the North Sea end to Kiel at the Baltic Sea end. Along the way there are a few places where yachts and small craft can safely tie up or anchor away from the swell of the passing ships. We soon learned that we could ignore most of the lights along the way unless we saw three vertical reds, which meant we must stop. Our next stop for the night was at Weiche Duckerswisch where we tied up to our first “box”. There were many poles sticking out of the water and we had to choose four of them to tie to – two lines for the bows and two lines for the stern. It took a while for us to work it out, but the practice we had here was invaluable for the future.

We won't leave the anchorage yet
We had two more stops – Rensburg Yacht Haven and the Flemhuder See. Rensburg has all facilities and a supermarket nearby. The Flemhuder See is for anchoring only, in a surprisingly quiet and attractive spot.
At the Kiel end of the kanal we paid 18 euros for our passage. We shared the lock with three yachts and a ship, making the lock in just before the gates were closed.
It's behind you!
Our final stop in Germany was at the British Kiel Yacht Club. This British Army sail training base is a quiet place on a Sunday. The bar and restaurant closed at lunchtime but we had access to the toilets and showers. To my delight there was a bath with a shower over it. I enjoyed the luxury of a hot bath and hair wash. We walked about a mile into town, where everything was closed except for a few fast food outlets.


Tuesday 2 June 2015

The Netherlands

 Ellie had her second birthday party in mid-May. The sun shone and we all enjoyed being out in the garden. The next day we went to Sal Darago and sat on the mooring in the River Deben for the next three nights, while a gale force 8 and a severe gale 9 raged in the North Sea. It was very cold. We both wore thermals and several more layers of clothing. Jeremy discovered a porthole was letting in the rain. He was able to seal it before we went out to sea.
The outer harbour, Scheveningen
The overnight crossing to Scheveningen (The Hague) gave us variable winds, mainly light, except in the odd squall. We motor sailed all the way. There were a few ships and ferries coming in and out of Felixstowe/Harwich, which we avoided quite comfortably. Then there was a wind farm, which we expected, but it seemed to have been extended by several miles, so a change of course was needed. The major hazard of the trip was crossing the Noord Hinder Traffic Separation Zone. It’s 10 miles across. The ships have to keep in specific lanes for north or south going vessels. We have to cross at right angles. By now it was dark and all we could see were lots of navigation lights to port at first and then to starboard. Our AIS receiver told us how close each ship would be when it passed us. We were on a collision course straight away and slowed down to let a ship pass by safely. Just as the end was in sight, another ship was on a collision course and we slowed down again until it had passed. Most of these vessels would be travelling in or out of Europort (Rotterdam) and we would have to cross their path again when we reached the Inshore Zone. At least it would be light by then. We called Maas Entrance as we approached and crossed at the designated place for small craft. A few hours later we called Scheveningen Harbour on VHF, found the GEO fuel barge, filled up with diesel and tied up in berth 8 at a very full yacht club.

Later, we found out why. The yacht club was hosting an offshore North Sea Regatta long weekend, starting the next day. We could only stay for one night. This just gave us time to shower, shop and welcome Vix and Abigail aboard for tea and biscuits. Sadly, we’d missed Robin. He was working away and could only join us by mobile phone.

We left at 5.00am the next day in order to take the tide up to Den Helder. The wind was up and down in strength, so we motor sailed again. It was cold at first. A message came over the VHF in English and Dutch announcing live firing would begin soon. We checked our position and, to our horror, found we were in the area. Jeremy called the warship and we were given the go ahead to proceed. About 10 minutes later we heard the boom of rapid firing close behind us.
The lighthouse at Vlieland
As we approached Den Helder we worked out that the tide was almost right for a passage through the Molengat. This is a silted up channel north of Den Helder leading to a passage north of the Friesian Islands. The weather was good and all went well, except for encountering a few extra yellow buoys on the wrong side of the channel.

Dutch sailing barges
The sun came out; our thermals came off. We motored in light winds with NECO, our autopilot steering and Jeremy and I taking turns on watch. A chicken casserole was prepared ready for our arrival at Vlieland. First, we had to follow the twisting channel of the Strortemelk. It was well buoyed. We anchored one mile from the yacht harbour, beyond the ferry port at 8.20pm. It had been a long day.
No visitors' cars are allowed on Vlieland
We stayed at anchor for a day. Several Friesian horses were grazing in a field nearby and I wanted a closer look. There seemed to be something going on in the marina and we needed some groceries, so there were lots of reasons to go ashore. We launched the dinghy and landed on a small beach at the village. There was a Dutch sailing barge festival at the marina. We had seen these majestic ships sailing earlier and it was a treat to see so many tied up together. After a walk to the lighthouse, we went to see the horses and then returned to our dinghy. The tide had gone out but we were prepared. We put on our water shoes, put the wheels down on the dinghy and pulled it over the reasonable firm mud. Once in the water the mud changed to squisy squashy but we were soon heading towards Sal Darago, cleaning the mud off our shoes and avoiding the ebbing tide.
Friesian horse and Sal Darago in the distance
Tomorrow, we hope to be in Germany.