1988 Hobart to Sydney Tall Ship Race
There is a certain romanticism of billowing sails carrying great ships across the sea
Distant shores unexplored
Harnessing the power of the wind
The power to cross vast oceans
The clouds of billowing sails
Masts reaching for the sky.
Ships from all parts of the world
Oman and the exotic east
The new world of the Americas
The old continents of Europe and Africa
These sailing giants covered the globe
As a young man I read and read
Joseph Conrad and dreamt of the sea
My mind full of imaginary adventures in distant and exotic ports
The exotic ports of the trade winds in
The loneliness of being at sea and the weight of command in
The Secret Sharer
The power of the weather and the sea in
To be amongst the tall ships and the sailing tales of the crew
To sail away
These images were captured during the
1988 Hobart to Sydney Tall Ship Race on colour transparencies. I have rephotographed these with my digital camera using an Emora slide copier extension tube attached to the my camera lens.
There was something strange about getting on the Normandy Express in Portsmouth
Was it deja vu?
But yes this fast cat was built in Tasmania Australia and used to cross Bass Strait
It was an omen of positive things to come.
First stop was beautiful Mont St Michel at the northern part of Brittany.
The beautiful coast and farm land around the northern coast
On the west coast
The little coves
And in July it’s mussel season so fresh and sweet
South of Brest there is Camaret sur Mer an historic fishing town
The maritime city still a working port and welcoming to tourists
With beautiful beaches and great motorcycling roads near by.
Bet really it’s the little ports of Brittany that catch my eye.
Flags at Hobsons Bay Yacht Club
Flags are the traditional way of ship comminication
The flags tell a message of respect.
The club burgee at top of the mast says the ship is from Hobsons Bay Yacht Club
The Australian flag from the back stay identifies an Australian ship
The courtesy flag is a sign of respect to the country you are in.
The flying of the aboriginal flag from the cross trees says we are in aboriginal country.
Three flags can give a simple but true message.
Canal passing through Stone a canal town in the English midlands
The canals wind like watery snakes across the English countryside
The narrow boats once work horses now leisure craft
Wending their way across the country side
Marvels of engineering the locks using the power of water to life the boats, their crew and in times past heavy cargo over hill.
Narrow boat exiting a lock
I’m back in the English midlands staying in the pretty canal town of stone.
Staying with friends
Getting the mighty breva II ready for chapter 3 of my European adventure.
Mighty Breva in distinguished company of a Ducati 900ss and Moto Guzzi 850 Eldorado