Oyster 66
When I was asked if I wanted to be involved and possibly skipper this Oyster 66, I was in
Bearing in mind that it is the hurricane season, a time when few sane sailors will venture out of their comfortable marinas! I of course said yes please!
The trip was to be in two legs the
Unusual airport transfer.
I am often sceptical of a
vessel which has been up for sale for two years, especially when it is been
kept in a hot humid climate like the DR. I was to be pleasantly surprised; both
by the Island and the quality set-up.
I was transferred to this
beautiful Marina
in a smart land cruiser driven by a guy with 9mm automatic in his waste band! I
was told he carries it always because he is in the Navy!? Having been around
weapons for some of my life I was unsure as to if he was my protector or I was
his prisoner. Maybe I thought the boat was so bad they expected me to turn and
run.
The boat when we arrived was without doubt very well presented, clean, the deck recently sanded, fuelled crewed and ready to go. The sea trials completed before I arrived threw up some issues and except for a serious problem with the Hydraulic sail handling “there was none” we were off the dock and away.
The Crew were something else!
The skipper for the first part of the trip was Carlos the Cuban, an amiable and competent seaman, always smiling and willing to help, the drawback he could not speak English, the owner, Steve who was joining us up to Nassau had a novel way of communicating with him, he used to speak to him in Italian which seemed to work, me I just adopted the old method of speaking louder and some sign language. Carlos has a fascinating history he used to be the boat master for Raoul Castro, Fidel’s brother, the guy now in charge of
Then there is Toni Torres the proverbial jack of all trades, and he thinks the master of all, an OK chef/cook, and maintenance man constantly looking for work, agile in the rigging, but with a biased opinion on all things, his energy was wearing, just to watch him was tiring and his basic seamanship was non existent, totally dependent on electronic navigation, His opinion was always the only way to do things. He would change the fuel filters and half an hour later produce a sushi dinner made from scratch, every boat should have a crew member with Toni’s energy but they should all come with a muzzle and re-education to make them understand that both Yes and No are complete sentences. He slowly became my confidant and when we came to the end of the delivery I had hoped we could have had a heart to heart, but that was not to be the case, his decision to drink himself into loud oblivion the moment we were along side precluded any further chat. There is no basis for future work together.
His other talent is that he is the on board fisherman, he did not endear himself to me however when he woke me up in the middle of a deep sleep to tell me he had at last caught a reasonable Wahoo and a small Dorado but he was soon forgiven when it appeared on the plate thirty minutes later.
The other member of the crew is Greg, aboard for his additional local knowledge I have sailed on one short trip to
I was beginning to think that there was no wild life left but for the last few days ending the trip we have seen Whales and dolphins galore, not to mention a Wahoo and a Dorado. In
Well I have been told by the owner that he has now appointed a full time couple to run the boat, so I wish him and the new crew the very best of luck for the future.
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