The Cutty Sark Re-Mast-ered
It’s finally getting exciting. The Cutty Sark got her masts back on Saturday and from the number of emails I got, I guess most of us were there to see it. Even though there wasn’t much in the way of warning, it seems half the UK was Christmas shopping in Greenwich Market that day. I’m glad I walked in via the river or I might have missed it.
Darren even admitted to ‘a bit of a watery eye when we saw them,’ and I know what he means.
The whole thing took some time (of course). Stephen was there about 1.00pm. The masts arrived on giant trucks labelled convoi exceptionnel’ (you’re darn tootin’) and managed to get most of the pics on this post.
It was quite heart-in mouth stuff and I’m sure I wasn’t the only Phantom wondering just how the bloomin’ heck they did it the first time round, before gigantic cranes and fossil fuel. A pal I was with told me it was a series of A-frames but it still looked pretty scary stuff. There were dozens of blokes and a lot of testosterone to do the job (though I did wonder whether the two girls who were there were actually in charge…)
Here’s a shot I took of the third, Mizzen mast just as it was hooked onto the crane:
…though the guys who looked most precarious were right up the top
I didn’t get there until they were erecting the third mast, by which point it was a bit of a race against the dark – just 3.30pm. Another one of my masterpieces (everything else is by Stephen who has a bit better camera than a Fuji Finepix…)
Darren and I are wondering when it would be a good idea to start a campaign to get a Christmas tree in the crow’s nest again, just like they used to…
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