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CARS AHOY by Capt. Peter Tappenden and Capt. M.B.Bailey

Reproduced from The Autocar 10th December 1965.
MANY
READERS will have heard and perhaps seen on television, pictures of the
adventurous Channel crossing made by two Amphicars last September. It would be
quite wrong to think from this that such a voyage is within scope of anybody as
a solo venture, and the recent unhappy loss of an Amphicar, run down by a ship
in the Straits of Gibraltar, stands as a warning. The project has to be attended
by the same precautions as those needed for a cross Channel swim especially the
need for an accompanying vessel. However, the full story of what was quite an
ambitious venture will, we feel sure, be of interest to many.
A
CASUAL discussion during a dinner party late in
The
two of us who had that discussion over dinner were Capt. Michael Bailey of the
Royal Electrical and Mechanical Engineers, my next door neighbour, and myself a
captain in the Royal Army Ordnance Corps, both of us attached to a "land
lubber station" well inland at Basingstoke in Hampshire.
Within
weeks a car was made available by the German firm Amphicar Vertriebgesschaft for
the attempt. Harbour masters, the Automobile Association, Customs and
immigration officials had been contacted and arrangements made. News of the
attempt reached Timothy Dill-Russell, an Amphicar owner, escapologist and a
croupier at a London club, and he asked to be included. An engineer and
navigator was found for him Sgt. Joe Minto of the Royal Corps of Transport, from
Boscombe Down.
The
attempt was scheduled for 16 September, starting at Marble Arch, London, and
ending at the Frankfurt Motor Show in West Germany. The object was to show that
it was possible to use one means of conveyance throughout at a fare more
economical than those already in existence. The night before, weather forecasts
predicted a force 3 wind over the Channel, and this was confirmed early in the
morning of 16 September.
At
5.30 a.m. the two Amphicars left Marble Arch bedecked with nylon ropes and four
gentlemen clad in blue overalls, all slightly apprehensive of attempting a
crossing which none of them had tried before in anything smaller than a cross
Channel ferry.
On
arrival at Dover at 7.30 a.m. final preparations were made before entering the
water. Radio sets carried by each car were netted in, life jackets checked, the
engines and electrical equipment waterproofed and most important the "
bungs "the draining point at the bottom rear end of the car were secured.
There had been the instance of a proud owner in Germany driving his car into
water for the first time only to find himself and his car gurgling and slowly
settling on the river bed.
At
8.50 a.m. the two cars rolled down the ramp into Dover Harbour and made for the
open sea. Within the harbour wall the sea was fairly calm and gave no indication
of the conditions outside, both cars were going well and travelling in line
ahead, about 200 yards apart. We had been told that the vehicles would make 6-7
knots in still water, with an average fuel consumption of anything up to three
gallons of fuel per hour. Charts and tide tables had been provided and we
estimated that, at an average speed through the water of four knots and allowing
for wind and tide, the journey across should take approximately six hours and we
should arrive at Calais at 3 o'clock in the afternoon. A ship's log and a car
compass registering down to five degrees of arc were the only additional
navigational aids we possessed. After a quick tour of the harbour we set
ourselves in a south-easterly direction and left the entrance.
The
sea outside was running north westerly and a fair amount of roll and pitch was
evident. Immediately, with a s.w. wind, waves cascaded over the bonnet and up
the windscreen, but the cars held their course well. Within an hour we were
level with the drilling derricks for the survey of the Channel tunnel three
miles off Dover and progressing well at slightly under four knots. Several large
ships took a great interest in the progress en route. At approximately 12 p.m.
we started to hit the " Channel race " as it is called, and waves of
quite a height were a regular feature. It was found better to motor up the wave
with the accelerator full down, and when the top of the wave was reached to
slacken off and gently motor down the other side. This was not always possible,
because currents at times tended to come from the side; the only way to combat
this was to put the foot down hard and motor through the top of the wave,
clinging grimly to the steering wheel and watching the compass for direction.
We
were all surprised to find that in these high seas we did not suffer from
seasickness, and we attributed this to the fact that we drank milk throughout
the journey, and had taken sea sickness pills.
The
white cliffs of Dover gradually receded on the port quarter; after the first
hour we had made 3,1 nautical miles and after two hours a further three nautical
miles. At hourly intervals, we checked our positions on the chart and
altered course accordingly, to allow for the changes in tidal speed and
direction.
Continuous
communication was maintained between the two cars which were separated on
occasions by as much as half a mile. Even at close range it was often quite
difficult to see each other.
About
this time the Townsend ferry on its normal run from Dover to Calais came up on
our starboard side, some 121 miles off route. Many hundreds of passengers were
taking an avid interest in our progress their cars snugly stowed on board. The
captain later sent a signal, relayed through an air sea rescue launch which had
us in radio contact, that he wished us "Bon voyage." The rough seas
continued to build Up and at about 1 p.m. a force 5 bordering on force 6 wind
was encountered. Keeping a steady course was extremely difficult, but we still
maintained a steady forward movement.
Eleven
miles out the weather became quite unpleasant, with the seas mounting and winds
of force 5 to 6 common. Fortunately there was a tail sea running and by equating
our speed to that of the waves we were able to make reasonable headway. By this
time we were submarining consistently with the sea running over the bonnet and
roof and cascading down the sides. While the engine continues to function, the
blast of air driven out of the engine compartment through the bonnet louvres is
quite sufficient to keep all water out of the engine compartment.
It
was about 1.30 p.m. when the Amphicar driven by Tim Dill-Russell stopped as he
had shipped water. It was subsequently found out that this was not attributable
to leakage, but to a blocked bilge pump. As there was no way of registering the
amount of water in the bilges it had not become apparent until it was too late.
The movement of this water had doused the engine and electrics, which in turn
allowed water to be sucked into the engine through
the
exhaust system. It was decided to tow the car to the French coast to complete
the trip. The ropes we had, being nylon, stretched and acted extremely well as a
tow rope between the cars. Unfortunately, due to a manoeuvring error the tow
line became entwined round our propeller, and one of us had to make a rather
undignified entry in his underpants into the water; and after 10 minutes or so
it was freed.
The
next problem was one of refuelling. The vehicle fuel capacity of 1012 gallons
was insufficient to make the crossing and it was therefore necessary to refuel
at sea, a rather precanous operation which involved opening the roof and pouring
the fuel into the tank from over the windscreen. The petrol tank is completely
enclosed under the bonnet and normally this has to be raised before petrol can
be supplied. This was obviously no task to undertake at sea and so we had fitted
up an external filling point just in front of the windscreen and standing up
like a schnorkel 9in. above the bulkhead.
Refuelling
helped pass the time and it was quite surprising how soon the French coast
appeared on the starboard bow, a most welcome sight which made us realize we
were well over half way across.
Slowly
the coast line approached and we began to make out certain shore installations
in the vicinity of Calais. Up to now we had no certain means of determining our
exact position and so we were most relieved to see ships approaching Calais and
knew then we were correctly set.
Arrival
We
were all cold and completely saturated after our exertions in pulling the two
cars out of the sea. By 5.45 p.m. we arrived at the Total filling station and
were welcomed by the management with coffee and biscuits whilst our cars were
serviced and washed down. Tim's car was dried out and started without the least
hesitation. The sump oil had emulsified and was drained off, flushed five times
and refilled with fresh oil. Our original plan for driving straight on to
Frankfurt was modified and we decided to stay the night in Calais and set out at
6 o'clock the next morning.
The
journey to Frankfurt was uneventful and took just on 12 hours, allowing two
hours for halts. On the sea crossing the Amphicar had averaged some 1.5 gallons
per hour in the sea, which meant conservatively that it had cost us under £4
for 2 passengers and a car to cross. This would have been even cheaper and
quicker if we had no tow and the weather had been favourable.
During
our stay, the firm had very kindly offered to strip Tim's car down and to renew
parts where necessary if he was prepared to take it to West Berlin, where the
cars were manufactured. Naturally he accepted their offer and to give the
remaining three of us an unexpected opportunity of visiting Berlin it was agreed
that both cars should make the journey on Sunday afternoon, 19 September.
The
drive up to Helmstedt was uneventful but at the Allied check point on the
autobahn certain difficulties arose. Peter and Joe's passports had been ruined
in the sea water during the crossing and they were not allowed to proceed by
road. So they had to make their way back to Hanover and arranged to fly into
Berlin from there the next morning. Tim and I passed the check point formalities
at both ends without trouble and duly arrived in West Berlin in the early hours
of Monday morning. After a good night's rest we motored over to the factory in
the French sector where Amphicars are manufactured.
For those interested, the car is truly amphibious and costs £1,075 in the U.K. It weighs a ton and looks a little top heavy. It is powered by a Triumph Herald 1,147 c.c. engine mounted at the rear and has a top speed on the road of over 70 m.p.h.
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