The Circumnavigators
The Portuguese Magellan was the first to circumnavigate the world back in 1588.
Magellan himself was killed in the Philippines, but his ship Victoria limped
back to port with a crew of 18. Victoria and her crew were the remnant of the fleet of five ships and 270
sailors that had started the trip three years earlier.
The first
solo circumnavigation was not completed until over three hundred years later.
It also took three years. On this day in 1895, Joshua Slocum left Boston
Harbor with the intention of sailing around the world. He was alone.
The Spray
Slocum's
vessel was a 36' gaff-rigged sloop. Spray had spent
her working life as an oyster boat on Chesapeake Bay. In 1885, she was hauled
ashore in Fairhaven, Massachusetts. After seven years of slowly rotting in a
meadow, the hulk was given to Slocum by a friend who didn't know what else to
do with it. The neighbors were starting to make fun of him.
Working
mostly alone, Slocum spent the next thirteen months and $15,000 (in today's
dollars) completely rebuilding the Spray. He said the only original part left was
the name.
Slocum,
aged 48, was a bit at loose ends when he took on the Spray. He had spent his entire life on sailing ships as deckhand,
mate, and master. The age of sail was coming to an end about then and there
were few jobs available for sailing captains.
Slocum
had a family up in Nova Scotia, but he and his wife had agreed amicably to go
their separate ways, though they remained married. When Slocum was given the Spray, he got it in his mind to fix her
up her and sail around the world.
To Sea
After
leaving Boston in 1895 Slocum sailed to Nova Scotia and spent a couple of
months visiting his old home place. At some point in his career he had become a
U.S. citizen, but he said he knew little of his adopted country, having spent
most of his life at sea or in foreign lands.
His plan
after crossing the Atlantic, was to cross the Mediterranean to the Suez Canal
and on across the Indian and Pacific Oceans and back to the United States.
This route would probably have saved him a year. But the British naval
officers in Gibraltar warned Slocum that a small vessel like his would be
vulnerable to pirates in the Red Sea. Having unlimited time, he decided to sail
back across the Atlantic to Brazil, then south to the Straights of
Magellan.
Pursuit
Away from
Gibraltar, he headed straight west, but soon noticed he was being followed by a
fast sailboat. The Spray was sailing
fast, but the other boat had more sail on and was gaining. He realized it was
pirates coming to rob him and worse. Then a strong gale hit. He had to reduce
sail which slowed him even more. He could see there were about a dozen pirates
aboard the approaching boat. Then his boom broke. He attended to that, then
went below to get his rifle. When he returned, he saw that the pirate vessel
had overturned in the storm and was now far behind. Slocum called down a curse from
Allah on them.
Into the
Straights
The trip
across the Atlantic was a pleasant one. He reached the tip of Brazil and sailed
down along the coast to the entrance to the Straights. This area is known for
having the worst weather in the world. Between savage Fuegans and wild winds,
this was to be the worst part of his voyage. A friendly port official, learning
that he was sailing alone, gave him a bag of carpet tacks. When he anchored for
the night, he scattered the tacks on the deck before turning in. One night he
awoke to howls of pain. He opened the cabin door and fired his gun several times into
the sky. When he got on deck, he saw several canoes retreating into the night.
He had a
couple of other run-ins with natives and was able to chase them off with rifle
shots. He was fortunate that the natives lacked guns themselves. And shoes.
Even more dangerous than the natives were the wild winds, the williwaws he
called them, that would come rushing down off the mountains and threaten to
throw even large steamers onto the rocks.
It was
with relief that he left the Straights and headed for Australia. But soon
after, hurricane strength winds from the northwest forced him to turn towards Antarctica.
When the winds let up a bit, he was able to escape back into the Straights by a
different entry point. Now he had to go over the same waterways, even recognizing and
chasing off some the same natives he had dealt with earlier. After forty days
of struggle, he made it through. If he had done this trip 19 years later, he could
have used the Panama Canal.
Across the
Pacific
The Spray
arrived on Robinson Crusoe’s island two weeks later and in Australia after a
three month’s sail. After visits to Sidney and Melbourne, he attempted to sail
around the southern tip of Australia, but bad weather forced him to turn around
and sail up the west coast and around the north tip instead. Luckily for him, Australia
is one of the smaller continents.
The rest
of the trip was relatively uneventful. On long passages, Slocum was able to
lash the helm, set the sails, and let the Spray sail herself.
Home
Spray returned to Fairhaven on July 3, 1898. Slocum had made an arrangement with a publisher to send reports to newspapers during his voyage. He intended to write a book, but when he arrived back in the U.S. the Spanish-American War had broken out and his arrival went unnoticed. But once the war was over, his book became a best seller (I highly recommend it) and Slocum was able to live off the proceeds for several years. He bought a small farm on Martha’s Vineyard and set up his family there.
But
Slocum was no farmer and in the winter he would sail down to the Caribbean “to
avoid buying a winter coat.” On a trip south in 1909, the Spray disappeared at
sea. He was 65. This was probably the way he expected to go. Slocum was a resourceful
mariner. He could fix or jury rig anything that went wrong. And he had
indomitable courage. He reminds me of our friend Jerry Solom.
Aye, Solom did share Slocum's attributes no doubt. Even I could see that. I wonder if Slocum, which even rhymes with Solom, made stove-top pressure cooker bread during those days in the doldrums just to keep his mind sharp as there is just so much tink-tinkering to do on such a small vessel by yourself. I think Jerry would've preferred to die at sea than how he did in Rochester. Hail Jerry!
ReplyDeleteSlocum was quoted as saying “I yam what I yam, now pass me the spam.
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