1. The Broken Toe on the lake at Wottamolla RNP.

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Clearly the craft are not posted in order of grace or chronology. This was a very early effort cobbled together with my son at Watamolla in the Royal National Park. Luckily the National Parks were underfunded just enough to leave them short staffed and there was always a little more debris washed up than they were able to collect. I suspect it is the same today. And opens up the philosophical discussion of environmental management. A like the native planting in human altered environments debate. The resources and energy thrown into constantly scraping the sand clean on the beaches is promoted/ spruked for funding as an environmental necessity. In truth it is more for the benefit of our desire for pristine tidiness or the idea of ‘original natural’ and a clear spot to lay out our towel. The seagulls and crabs don’t care what is on the sand and would probably prefer the pickings and shelter. The only real difference to the natural world is the blooming carbon footprint we generate from our incessant ‘cleaning up.’

1. The Mud.

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4. The Mud clears the bridge.

5. The Achievement.

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This is Kendrick Park where the Princess Highway crosses the Cooks River near Wolli Creek Station. A family rest stop in the park was enough time for my son and I to start trawling the muddy banks for building materials. I thought I was going pretty well with my very conservative little river Taxi when my son completely usurped me with his beautiful sculpture of a creation and christened it The Achievement, just to rub it in I am sure. With some rudder adjustment the Mud was able to cut across a slight on shore breeze and head down river towards Botany Bay (?). Unfortunately the wind had swung too far in by the time we tried to launch the Achievement and we never got to see her head out into the river. 

1. The makings of This is Ship.

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5. Instant wake.

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7. Bon Voyage.

This is Ship is the most successful ballast or self righting boat constructed to date. And she performed very well in a stiff wind. Much like the Steve Kamper (Boat 16) a sand filled bottle ballast boat with a triple hull including a mid section of timber and a foam deck. The three part mast is a stick and some umbrella struts. With a fast food sail and and a long stabilizing keel. This was put together in 30-40 minutes and took of on the water cutting a pleasing wake as it shot out into Yarra Bay.

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2. The competition.

3. Keel detail.

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6. Bye Steve.

7. Bon Voyage.

I bet this guy never thought he would reach these heights. The Steve was an ungainly thing to look at, especially the double hung sand filled bottle hull swinging under the float bottle. A foam block was used to stab in the mast and pin the ‘sail’ and also to stab in the long tail stick to give the rudder enough leverage to keep this big lug on a straight uncorrupted path (right Steve!). The yellow ball was stuck on top to help visibility as she went out deeper.

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This was put together while flopping on the beach with friends. Its one of the little beaches covered by the National Parks near Maitland Bay and as such the pickings were slim as those pesky rangers and volunteers do such a fanatical job of keeping these beaches looking artificially like its 1780 all over again. A simple little foam hulled, glass keeled, glad wrap sail skimmer that sailed well enough except the across shore breeze meant it really wasn’t leaving town that day. You can see a picture of me at the end there with my little pink ribbon boat. I like picture 6, I imagine that is pretty much the view Cook and Banks saw when they came up here for a sticky around. 

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OK so this one is leaning more to the art side that the sailing side but still a good day out scavenging around the rocks and waves. A couple of feathers stabbed into an old float with a piece of wire and a broken cutlery handle forming the ballast. Evidently the ballast wasn’t enough as is sailed around well in the sea pools but when thrown out to sea past the break the feather sucked onto the water surface and stayed there.

1. Work area.

2. Another go.

3. Ready steady.

4. High hopes.

5. Failure to launch.

So these are the final shots of the Cheese Cross Senior and the sad state of affairs regarding sending her out to sea. It seems it was just never going to happen. We tried launching her from one side of Little Bay but she couldn’t quite clear the small breakers and was smashed against the rocks. Eventually after fishing her out and rebuilding the mast and sail and making some adjustments she was launched from the other side of Little Bay to accommodate a wind change. Smashed again. This time caught on the tide and flipped over unreachable she was left to float around in circles mocking me. My son was taking these pictures and thought it was hilarious taking great pains to express to me the various angles of destruction he had recorded.

1. Collection and construction.

2. Port.

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4. Bow.

5. Starboard and wake.

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7. Test flight.

It is appropriate that this is boat 13. Never quite getting an off shore breeze it went back and forth from the beach a number of times. Picture 1 is a good example of the sort of spot where a boat is constructed. Pictures 5, 6 and 7 show the speed of this boat on the water and a test sail from the breakwater to the other side of Yarra Bay. The hull was a length of channeled pine with a cross beam of pine mitered into it with a pocket knife. A plastic bag sail on a stick frame with a cut plastic rudder and some foam outriggers. Picture 6 shows it with the additional ALDI bag sail.