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| Bill Rix |
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Reg & Annette Whatley |
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Reg & Annette Whatley |
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Chris and Lisa Staite, Larnaca Marina, Cyprus. |
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Mal & Val Jones |
Buying 'La Quenta'
My wife, Susan and I bought 'La Quenta', or 'So-Due' as she was called then, in June 1991. We had first looked at her in Nottingham Castle Marina in the March of that year. She was in a bit of a sorry state as someone had tried to paint her with Perfection 709 two part epoxy paint and obviously had failed miserably. The Surveyors description was 'a mess' and when I spoke to him he said it was if it had been painted with a yard broom. There was also a long list of other less critical problems to sort out. The asking price was £11,500. Most people would, and many had, walked away, but we saw the potential and made a derisory offer of £8,500 which the owner instantly rejected with a few Anglo Saxon expletives according to Chris, the Marina Manager, who was selling it on the owners behalf. We had a boat of our own at the time and so we didn't have to rush to purchase a boat before the start of the season. However we carried on looking for something to suit us at the right price. This took us to a Marina near Wakefield where a 32 foot, single diesel, aft cabin cruiser was for sale at about our budget. This in itself was an experience. When we arrived, we asked the Marina owner about the boat. His reply was, ' I know nowt. We were just told to get it out of the water and bring it here so people can look at it.' He said it was probably a Finance claw back. When we went on board it was like the 'Marie Celeste'. There was still food and dirty dishes on the table, cigarette ends in an ashtray and clothes on the seating. There were six bunks in the aft cabin so I think it was some kind of floating doss house. We again saw the potential was there so decided to make an offer after checking it would fit in our berth at the Marina. When we told Chris about the possibility of the new boat he asked if we had lost interest in the Freeman. We said 'at that asking price, Yes'. He said would we like to make a new offer to which we replied, 'the same as we offered in March'. He said he would try him again but said 'don't hold your breath'. We went onto our boat and Susan made lunch. We were just about to start when Chris arrived to say our offer had been accepted so after seeing the Bank Manager and a bit of 'buyers remorse' we became the proud owners of a 'Freeman'. |
We had been cruising up and down the rivers and canals for several years from our base at Nottingham Castle Marina with regular trips to Boston, Lincolnshire which meant we had to use the tidal section of the River Trent to get on to the Fosdyke Canal and then onto the River Whitham.. Some friends at the Marina, Malcolm, Brenda & their daughter, Emma heard we were about to take a trip down to Boston so asked if they could tag along on 'Aurora' their 32ft Creyton Cruiser, as they had never been on a tidal river before. We readily agreed and so on a fine Saturday morning, with our nephew, Keith as our extra crew member, we set off for Boston. After spending the night at Gunthorpe and having too much to drink in the process we set off late for the trip down to Cromwell Lock where the tidal section started. When we arrived, although the 'springs' tide was falling, there were 3 narrowboats and 2 small cruisers being penned down in the lock. We followed on the next pen for our cruise down to Torksey which would take about two and a half hours. Everything went fine and with us having a bit of extra power, we eventually overtook the flotilla which had penned down before us. I was then the front boat with 'Aurora' about 100 metres behind. After a few minutes we overtook a large workboat on its way downstream with its' load of gravel. 'Aurora' stayed behind the 'graveller' and we continued on ahead. We passed Fledborough Power Station and then the Keep Left warning signs of 'Fledborough Shoal', an area which becomes very shallow as the tide falls but there is a deep channel which allows passage through the section. As the charts and signs suggested, I kept left and in the deep channel, or so I thought, until Susan said, "we're not moving". I replied, "of course we are". Susan then said, "look at the bush on the bank". This I did, and to my horror realised she was right, we should have been leaving the bush behind but it was still beside us. We had run aground. I immediately stopped both engines to prevent any more grit entering the filters. We got the boathook and tested the depth of water each side and found out that although the port side was in shallow water there was a good depth on the starboard side. I said to Susan, "No problem, when the 'graveller' comes past it will raise the water level and we will float off". Famous last words. The 'graveller' came past us and the swell lifted us nearer to the bank and we were then well and truly stuck. 'Aurora' arrived and Malcolm asked if they could drag us off the bank, but I replied that it would probably cause damage to the props and rudders. I said to him, "You carry on down to Torksey and we'll set a few rows of potatoes and join you when the tide turns and lifts us off". Reluctantly, Malcolm and crew set off for Torksey, with the rest of the boats which had now caught up, faithfully following his every move and probably thinking, "this man knows where to go" whilst Malcolm was thinking, "I wish someone would pass me as I don't know this river at all". Everything was now quiet and I started doing odd jobs I had been meaning to do for months and Susan went and looked at the inside of her eyelids. We were there for about two hours when Susan came back on deck and said, "I think the tide is turning", and sure enough within a couple of minutes we broke free from the bank. I left the engines off for a few seconds to make sure we were well clear of the bank. I then started them up, and to my relief, water came out through the exhausts which told me the water pumps hadn't been damaged. We resumed our journey and were making good headway and approaching 'Dunham Bridge', when 'Dunlin', another graveller, loomed large under the bridge from downstream and at a fair rate of knots. I called them up on the radio and asked the skipper what he wanted us to do. He replied, "Just knock off your power and stay where you are and I will pass you port to port". He then slowed right down and came past us with hardly a ripple. Once
again we resumed our journey and eventually made it into Torksey without
any more trials or tribulations. Our journey ended up taking us over
five hours. The 'Aurora' crew were there to greet us and after another
boozie night we continued our journey to Boston. |
After spending the night a Torksey we then set off along the Fosdyke Canal and after calling at Saxilby for a Fish and Chip lunch, cruised down to Lincoln. We spent the rest of the day visiting the Castle and the Cathedral and shopping in the host of interesting shops which seem to abound in Lincoln. We were moored on the Visitors Moorings at Brayford Pool and after a couple of drinks in the Witham Tavern we returned to the boats and spent our time until the early hours drinking and 'yarning' with the sound of boy racers, with screaming tyres, racing their cars around the Multi-Story Car Park adjacent to our moorings. The next morning, after our usual trip to Littlewoods for our 'Big Nine' breakfast, we all climbed aboard 'Aurora' and crossed Brayford Pool to Lincoln Marina as they needed to top up with fuel before carrying on towards Boston. As we approached the diesel berth, we noticed a large cruiser was blocking the pontoon so we asked a lady on board if we could moor off them so Malcolm could get someone to refuel 'Aurora'. She said it was OK, so we put fenders down and tied off and Malcolm went in search of someone to refuel 'Aurora'. We were passing the time of day chatting to the lady when the Skipper of the large cruiser, a short, skinny man with a deformed spine, and wearing a Skippers hat arrived back. He greeted us with, "Get that ******* thing away from my boat". We tried to explain the situation, that we couldn't get on the diesel pontoon as he was blocking it with his boat and that the lady had given us permission to raft off them. His reply was, "I told you, get that ******* thing away from me". We replied that we would move as soon as Malcolm arrived back. To this he shouted that he would move it with the boat hook if we didn't get away from his boat. A red mist crossed my eyes and I told the man that if he hadn't moored up in such a stupid place, we wouldn't have needed to go near his boat and then informed him that if he touched 'Aurora' he would be going for a swim with my foot on his head for ballast. At that moment Malcolm arrived back, walking across the large cruiser to get back to 'Aurora'. When the man saw him, he screamed at Malcolm, "Get off my boat", and his face went so red, I thought he would have a heart attack. Malcolm tried to explain but the man manhandled him trying to push him off the boat. If the situation hadn't been so serious it would have been funny watching a man weighing about 7 stone wet through trying to move a man of about 18 stone off his boat. As Malcolm climbed back on 'Aurora', the little man started both engines on his boat, revving them up so high that we could hardly see for the smoke and we were choking on the diesel fumes. Malcolm tried to start 'Aurora' but a lead came off the ignition switch and he tried to push the fitting back on with the end of a spoon. By now the large cruiser had cast off and was pushing us towards moored boats beside us. As we rushed to one side to fend off the other boats, Malcolm finally lost his temper and tried to stab the inflatable dinghy hanging from the davits of the cruiser. The only problem was that he was using the spoon instead of a knife. Luckily we managed to keep 'Aurora' off the other boats but in the process the large cruiser scraped down one side but did more damage to himself than to us. He then shot back in reverse, almost catching the boats belonging to the Sea Scouts and then gunned both engines, creating a tidal wave which rocked all the moored craft and he left Brayford Pool screaming at the top of the boat at the poor lady who had allowed us to moor in the first place. So we were a slightly unhappy band as we set off towards Boston, but the thought of Malcolm stabbing the dinghy with a spoon soon brought a smile back to our faces. We thought that things could only improve from then on, but we still had an adventure or two before we finally finished our trip |
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the Whitham to Dunston Fen
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First of all a guide from Brayford Pool to Stamp End Lock. The first thing you need to think about as you leave Brayford Pool and join the River Whitham is the amount of air draft under the road bridge. This is followed shortly by 'The Glory Hole', or 'High Bridge' to give it it's correct name, which also needs care as the profile of the arch and the pipework half way through needs to be taken into consideration. Having said that, over the years I have been amazed at the size of some of the craft that have negotiated their way through. There's actually a restaurant which looks down from the Bridge so it might be worth your while when visiting Lincoln to treat yourself to light refreshment there. I don't think there are many boaters who have been through the bridge who hasn't got a photograph or two of the experience. In fact, we make a point of photographing our boating friends as they follow us through and emerge from under the bridge. Once through the bridge you travel on with shops and rest areas flanking both sides of the waterway and in the season literally hundreds of people watch as you pass with many feeding the huge amount of swans which congregate in the area. Trip boats also operate in this area so take care when travelling on this stretch. Just a few minutes later you arrive at Stamp End Lock. This in itself is a rare experience as it is a Guillotine Lock.A large electrically operated shutter is lifted up and water rushes in from beneath it to fill the lock. As you enter the lock from topside, and if you have an open cockpit, you get a shower from dripping water as you pass under the shutter. The bottom gates are conventional, but a point to remember is that if you are coming from downstream there are electrical sensors on these gates and unless the paddles are completely down and the gates are completely closed the 'guillotine plate' wont lift to allow the lock to fill. Anyway, back to the story. We carried on towards Bardney Lock and for most of the way there are high hedges and trees to starboard. We had been travelling for abouut half an hour when suddenly over the bushes and trees came two very low flying Chinook helicopters. With the sound of 'La Quentas' engines I hadn't heard them, but believe me, I certainly heard them when they came into view. I almost fell off my seat and screamed at the top of my voice which after the initial shock, Susan found very amusing. We arrived at Bardney Lock after helping a yacht, under power and heading upstream, which had got out of the channel and was stuck in mud on the straight stretch between Bardney Lock and the Pumping Station. The owner seemed to have plenty of advise on how I should be doing the operation, which made me wish I hadn't offered assistance in the first place.We in turn advised him to keep to the centre of the channel and set off again towards the lock. Looking back we saw he had gone into the bank again and was once again stuck. We thought he must be a 'serial grounder' and left him for the next poor boater to offer assistance. We stopped and had lunch and a nice shower and then carried on through the lock, up past Bardney Moorings, to the 'White Horse' moorings at Dunston Fen. There are pontoon moorings there now, but when we first visited you had to push you're bows into the bank and drop your anchor or a mud weight to your aft to secure the back end. A few years ago there were also pontoons on the Southrey bank but these have been removed. We had moored at the 'White Horse' several times before so we knew we would get a warm welcome from Barry, the owner, and his family, so that evening we had a lovely meal, several drinks and several games of bar skittles before meandering our way back to the boats for a good nights sleep. |
I've owned my Freeman 22 Mk 2 since 1978; we've done 3 channel crossings - 1980,1981 and 1995 and she's now based in Briare in France. Mooring fees here are high for the French canals at about £200 a year (!) I have kept her at Roanne further south where the fees are £70 a year - pontoon berth, water, electricity, showers, toilets all included; it's a different world! "Trillium" spent many years cruising the Thames, being based at Walton, Richmond, Hampton on Garricks Ait and at Bossoms in Oxford before the advent of the ridiculous so-called "Boat Safety Scheme" sent me back to France. Apart from anything else, I'm very attached to my Goodridge braided steel armoured fuel line and very unwilling to change it to a bit of rubber pipe! After extensive modifications - New gas bottle container to take big French type gas bottles, twin fuel tanks by converting the original stainless water tank to take petrol and fitting a new 20 gallon flexy tank under the stbd forward berth, a sea toilet like all the commercial French barges have - Illegal, but "discreet overboard discharge is tolerated" to quote the regulations - also the gas fridge is back in operation now I'm off the Thames (and never a problem in 20 odd years of ownership) and I've got a splendid little 12v portable freezer for ice cream and ice for the cocktail hour! All in all, she's a brilliant little cruiser for one or two on the French canals; the twin tanks give me Paris and back from Briare. I've been spending a couple of weeks a year with her in Paris, at the Arsenal marina - about £8 a night including electricity, water, showers, toilets... a bargain! Back in 1993 I did a major refit, including stripping off the gelcoat and the first layer of scrim cloth with a hot air gun, scraper and pliers - this took 40 odd hours over 4 days! Then followed months in the shed whilst all the moisture dried out. As a tip, the hull contains internal reinforcement formed over half round aluminium sections, and these had filled up with water and required drilling holes through the hull to drain them. Bet the commercial Osmosis treaters don't know THAT! I also resprayed the hull- BMC Arum White is the best colour match - and replaced the underwater surfaces with Wests epoxy and glass cloth. Wests were very helpful and gave me trade discount. Not a job I'd want to do again! At the same time I replaced the wooden rubbing strakes with new mahogany, laminating the bow sections in situ, and machine stripping the chrome from the fittings before polishing and lacquering the resulting shiny brass and bronze. Freemans were very clever in ensuring that all underwater metal parts were bronze; as there are no dissimilar metals, no electrochemical action takes place and no anodes are needed; Trilliums propeller and stern gear were perfect after 24 years! Great boats these! Stories to tell... dipping the pulpit rail into the sea off North Foreland; glassfibre repairs after a peniche tore out the stbd. davit;replacing the coil after an engine failure off Whitstable, then rescuing a fishing boat with a blown up diesel;landfall at Calais, smack on the nose after a dead reckoning channel crossing in fog, a true triumph of the navigators art; the engine lunching the distributor drive at Briennon on the Canal de Roanne, when i was rescued by a friend bringing out spares in a borrowed helicopter(resulting in infamy for Trillium); landing fees and 3 days parking for a Gazelle helicopter at Roanne airport -10 Francs! Also many weeks and miles of Glorious unfettered cruising through wonderful scenery, all the locks either manned or automatic, friendly people - even the anglers give you a cheery wave and a "Bonjour", you 'd never see THAT in England! Trillium is (I hope) resting tranquilly at her moorings in Briare, waiting for next Spring and a New Hood and some more varnish. About the only mod. con. she lacks at the moment is a generator, but since mains electricity is pretty universal ar French canal moorings - and often FREE! - this is pretty low priority. The French waterways are great, but must be approached with caution and common sense, mixing it with giant petrochemical barge pusher convoys on the northern canals and especially the Seine is an eye-opener after the Thames. More so when you're in a 22' GRP eggshell! Most of the batelier are pretty sympa, though and I've found them very helpful, quite happy to have a small British parasite attach itself to them in locks or when moored. Most of the peniches on the canals travel very slowly, and a polite enquiry on channel 10 vhf as to the possibility of overtaking usually elicits the response "Which side?" Sadly, the hotel barges - which are mostly British and full of rich Americans - are the exception, being excresences unwilling to deviate themselves to help others and make the night hideous with their 24 hours-a-day diesel generator sets. They are best avoided where possiible. Sundays are good days for the Seine, little or no commercial traffic so you get through the locks much quicker. The vhf helps here, too - if they know you're coming they sometimes hold the lock until you arrive. Many of the more remote or frequent locks are automatic nowadays, and I really love these. Your boat is detected on its approach by either infra red lightbeams across the canal, or a doppler radar system. Then the lock sets itself and the gates open; in you go, lift the green rod and the lock starts to work, gates close, lock fills or empties, gates open and off you go. There is so little turbulence that, as long as I'm alone in the lock(a very common circumstance) I don't even bother to tie up or hold on, even going uphill I just lie as far away from the top gates as possible and DO NOTHING. My theory is, if you're working at it, you'rer doing it wrong! I budget £300 a week for my 8 weeks in France, including return rail travel, moorings and all boat expenses and frequent visits to excellent restaurants. I always seem to have money left over afterwards, which has tended to demand a bottle of champagne for my usual going-home lunch in Paris between trains. Trillium is, without doubt, the best £3500 I ever spent! |
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Bill Just logged on to your site trying to find out about Freemans. We live in Cyprus and have just bouight a nice one with a mooring in Larnaca. The boat is in fair to good condition and will be getting a new canopy as soon as we can get a man in. She is called Elena and was brought here by the current owner and re-engined with a nice diesel which has 350hrs on it and well maintained. We will use her for coastal and fishing and Yannis tells me that she can catch Tuna offshore. A friend introduced us to Freemans. He has just finished a major refit lasting 12 years onshore at Larnaca. His was a twin engined planing model originally on petrol, now fitted with two diesels and definitly no longer able to plane. After a Saturday afternoon sail followed by swim and food, we returned to the marina bar for a refreshment. Across the pontoons from us lay Elena with a For Sale sign alongside. Sunday took us out on the water again and a deal was struck by the following Wednesday. As my only boating experience is in a 17ft outboard fisherman bathtub we have now to learn how to operate a cruiser. Luckily, Yannis will not let us damage his baby so he will be giving us the benefit of his years of experience in her both here and in the rivers of the UK. We like the solid construction and no nonsense design, plus low operating costs. There are lots of flash day cruisers about but one needs 50 Quid to fuel up for a run around the coast. We will keep you informed of progress, Regards Reg & Annette Whatley (Retired and spending the kids inheritance.) |
Further news from Cyprus. Like double decker buses they only come along in groups, yes Freeman Cruisers in Cyprus latest count is THREE . Two in Larnaca Marina, Elena- Freeman 22 Mk 2 Diesel 3 cylinder Westerbeke conversion, Swn Yr Avon Freeman 23++ twin diesels,(*** See Below***) and now a third not yet seen by me but probably Freeman 22 Mk 1 kept in Larnaca Fishing Shelter and owned by a local lad who's ambitions to convert it to a fast boat -we hope to disuade. Since my last note we have taken Elena out on several short trips to get the feel of her, I can now steer a fairly straight course with a following wind and mooring on a finger jetty no longer worries me. Even did it the dark last night. The mast head light definitely has to go higher, its a bit like looking into a headlight whilst navigating around big lumps of wood, glassfibre and steel. Elena has now got a swim platform and ladder on order, she has also had a few bits removed, varnished and screwed back with new brass screws. On going through the many lockers I have turfed out two Lock Keys, and several spiked metal thingies which are probably used to tie up to a towpath. I wont throw them away, but they are taking up space and I think the nearest canal is probably Suez. We urgently need to fit a decent fridge in order to spend time away from the Marina, a cold box will just not do after 12 hours, even stuffed with ice cold bits blue things annd frozen water bottles Do any fans have advice on fitting a 12 volt fridge. I also need some help sorting a prop that will optimise the Westerbeke 30B performance, I have a more coarse pitch prop in the bow locker, but this apparently pulls the revs down and can be a bit too torquey when manouvering. I am still trying to find out some more of her history, she has been in Cyprus for over 12 years with her former owner who brought her from England. Some of the seat box lids have 57 pencilled on them, perhaps this may be significant. Apparently Elena will handle seas which send most of the modern shinies running back to the marina, she may have been built as a river cruiser but the sea is now her environment. |
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let me tell you about my Freeman 26 named "SWN YR AVON". I have searched but found no builders plate. She was lying on the Great Ouse in Huntingshire. Its a lovely river
and as a Having decided in 91 to put down roots in Cyprus I decided to bite
the Cyprus customs started giving me problems and I tried to sell her (for
as The decision was made to restore her (inside was immaculate but the
outside With my wife's support the unattainable was obtained - two new lister Now comes my ONLY critism of the entire boat. The shaft log is only
long She was launched SEPT 2004 and has been trouble free since then. She
is a Modifications from the original spec: Future Plans: I am a member of the Freeman Owners Club and please feel free to publish I hope from this letter you will gather that we love our boat, she
is a I would be pleased to hear from you regarding any topic related to
any of Chris and Lisa Staite, Larnaca Marina, Cyprus. |
Last summer, well early summer, colleagues of the
other half were looking to hire a boat for a weeks cruising on the Warwickshire
Avon Plenty of girders were found but at £800 plus a week a tadge bit costly for two.. The wife told them that she would ask me to see if there were any cruisers for hire on the river. After much searching and phoning of contacts up and down the river the answer was no. I had however found a couple of cruisers for sale on the river at a reasonable price,, rare at this time of year, so I thought I would wander out and have a look. The first was a Norman 23 with an out board. Being a Freeman 23 owner I did not know what to expect. When we went to see her she was in a sorry state. The doors on the cupboards were hanging off there was bits missing from the cabin top and the engine did not start. They wanted £3000 for her so I thought a fair price would be £2200 cash with the bits that needed doing. They would not take my offer and she is still for sale now. The next was down stream of our moorings. The boat is a 22, I was told but dont know what make she is. Make me an appointment to go and view I said. One phone call later and I was on my way. 25 minutes later I was at the marina. Ive come to see the 22 for sale. Shes over there. To my surprise she was a very sad looking Mk 1 Freeman 22. But she looked all there. Can I go aboard I asked? Heres the keys, She should start. On board I found the although the outside was tatty the inside had all been done out. And very nicely to. Engine started OK but sounded different to my ford lump. On inspection she is fitted with a BMC lump. The owner of the marina came over and asked if I wanted to take her out. So after a 40 return trip we were ready to haggle. The owners were after £3000, a fair price but in the end I got her for £2500. I phoned the other half to let her know what we had bought for her friends to have their holiday on. What year is she, she asked dont know was the reply early 60s I think as she is a Mk 1 needs a bit of work to the decks so get your old clobber out. We then set about getting her back to the moorings at Wyre Piddle, with the help of the couple who were going to take her out we arrived at the moorings after a nice trouble free 3 hour cruise and three locks to boot. The next stage was to rub down, paint and polish and rename all in a two week period. When the paper work arrived I found out that I had bought one of the first 22s. She was first commissioned in 1957. I have not found out any moor info on her as yet. But she is in very good nick for her age sound and free from the dreaded O. The couple had her on the river for 7 days with no problems went up to Stratford upon Avon and back and used just £12.50 of petrol. This season we will be doing a bit more work on her and on our other boat a Freeman 23 (1973) Valnmal 238. The mark 1 Lady Val will be joining Valnmal 238 on the 2006 Avon Classic Boat Rally held at Evesham on June 10th. See you there. |
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