2018 Gill Flying 11 National Championships
Manly 16' Skiff Club
Dates: 13th - 19th January 2018
This freight-forwarding business leaves a lot to be desired....
8:43:42 AM Wednesday, 24 January 2007 Where are the containers? Good question. You'd think the answer would be fairly straight forward, wouldn't you? Well, it is and it isn't.
You may recall we had to change from the containers that we arrived in
Just off the water, and there was the last truck leaving Nedlands compound, with the containers placed where they could fit them in. One of the drivers intimated the containers were not the same dimensions as the first lot as he went out the gate. My thoughts were - "you're kidding aren't you? A quick whip around with the tape and it was confirmed that these ones where about an inch bigger in width. Great news when you consider we (the team) needed to pack the boats then and there with the frames made for the previous containers. We needed to pack the boats after the last race and before the presentation starting at 7pm, allowing for time to get back to the accommodation, freshen up, change and return to the club. Of course it was nice and warm too inside these newly opened containers. When I opened each container, I noticed the doors were somewhat difficult to unlatch. I did not think any more of it at the time other than they must be older and therefore more difficult for some reason.
Anyway - back to the problem of making the racks bigger. There I am imagining our hired little 3 door hatch at the timber yard with 3m lengths sticking out the passenger window through to the rear hatch and out the back, then the hardware for saws, bolts, screws etc and all whilst the team are waiting to get going back at the club. After a few good ideas bandied around, the team improvised and "located" various items that we used to stretch what we had come over with.
I left the team to finish up as I had other presidential type matters to be done before I could return to the presentation at . I managed to get back at but no-one missed me.
You know what it's like at a club after a large regatta - very quiet and desolate after the circus has left town. Lionel and I arranged to meet back there at on his way to the airport to return to
40+degC and both container doors are not shut. No probs, just close 'em up and padlock them as before. Slam, slam, one more big slam but no luck here! Then we come to realise the containers are on an angle each, meaning the doors are skewed and the doors are not able to be closed fully. How do you twist/raise up a 40ft, fully loaded container just to get the doors shut without a massive high-ab truck? We both looked at each other and pondered if they could go back somehow with doors not shut, or maybe we could rely on the truck drivers' assistance when they arrived on Monday 15th Jan to take them away for rail transport back to Sydney - maybe we could ring for one truck to return by the time I was to leave the next day to help lift/sort them out? You can imagine Lionel's face when I returned some minutes later after fossicking around the club yards with a large, thick, heavy steel beam. "You've got to be joking" I reckon was the look. Some more fossicking for some sturdy fulcrum items and there we both were on the end of this beam, which we had manoeuvred just under one corner at the door end. The first attempt didn't budge it! More leverage I thought so another plate under the existing pivot and a quick reposition and we were away again. Yahoo, we had it raised ever so slightly so we knew it could be done.
As it was well over 40deg, we needed to work fast with both Lionel and I were losing weight rapidly when we really needed all the weight we could get. With both our sons Harry and Alex also joined with us on the beam, we had a winner and all we need to do was figure out now was how one of us could get back toward the doors on the beam to shut the doors when they were level. Determination and luck got us there in the end. Locks on and we both retreated to the cars for some aircon restoration, Lionel going to the airport and myself back to bed.
IT DOESN"T END THERE!
Monday 15th Jan - location: Sydney or rather Terrigal in transit to drop Olivia off at a friends house for "a holiday without boats or sailing", (Note - we arrived back from
He rang again that afternoon and said the line was worse than they thought, that train was cancelled so our boats would probably only get back to
Now, my Bob or Rob from Patricks has disappeared, so have a number of the original Toll personnel who were handling our transport so well up to this most recent dilemma.
3:04:19 PM - All's well that ends well I suppose. The other container was found on a train that arrived just before lunch. They are being dropped off at 8am tomorrow (Thursday 25th) and collect same day. Everyone has been notified and all will be there to unpack within the time constraints, so here's hoping no other "Act of GOD" will interupt what has turned out to be an eventful adverture for these boats/families and their containers.