21 December 2019 - Fairtransport
First time I saw Tres Hombres in Amsterdam I was humbled by her. She was quiet and gently rolled by the quay. Yet, simultaneously, she was screaming something I couldn’t quite get at the time but it felt important and real. I was curious.
Getting on board for the first time, just as a visitor, felt strange. It was like stepping into someone’s old home. There was a story in every wooden plank, character in each rope. One by one I got to meet the crew. They shared salty wrinkles, hardened hands and torn clothes. They talked about whales, and storms, and pirates tales; but their eyes had seen things they could not express and I could not even start to imagine. Their laughter was bright and loud, their gaze though, was sharp and serious. What did they learn? I had to find out.
I’ve never sailed before. I am afraid of heights. I would be useless on deck or up on the mast. But I have cooked before. So I had a plan: Maybe I’m not a sailor, but I shall be the sailors’ cook.
Wir segeln gerade “um die Ecke”, bei Ouessant, also aus dem Kanal in den Atlantik, auf dem Weg von Amsterdam nach Les Sables d’Olonne. Als Jugendlicher las ich alle Hornblower-Romane, die zum Teil genau hier spielen. Beim Lesen versuchte ich mir damals vorzustellen, wie ein Rahsegler und wie das Navigieren in Gezeitengewässern ohne Motor mit […]
Life on Tres Hombres has been an experience and a half! After a few years where we all had a life constraining effect from corona and a chance meeting with an old friend who had sailed on Tres Hombres previously my heart was set on an adventure. A sailing trip from Amsterdam to Les Sables […]
LOCATION NOTES: Den Helder: for those who have been around Tres Hombres since her early days, this name will ring more than one bell and recall many memories. It is a town in Noord Holland which faces the island of Texel and looks over the Wadden Zee, with its place in the maritime history of […]