Our Crew
‘No. 1’ (Victoria)
“Make it so, number one”
Well, I have my place in the Fenrir pecking order.... would you want me driving this thing?!! [Skips: “Erm, yes please boss”] Skips had this bright idea of us getting a barge and there have been
‘Skips’ (Mark)
No no, not that rope, the other bollard, I mean... arrrggghh
Well, what can I say? It’s been an adventure alright. With a crew like this, Fenrir is in good hands. We vowed to look after her and that’s what we’ll do. As for barging, well, I’ve often mused that
‘Scotty’ (Roger)
I’m giving it all she’s got Captain
Scotty is the man that made it all possible. When we needed some speed, we knew where to turn. Of course, achieving warp drive out of a 50 year old engine is no mean feat, requiring a good run up
‘Sparkles’ (Liz)
Get me in those bilges
Sparkles has been a true friend to Fenrir in a way that few of us could ever be. Scrubbing bilges is her speciality, in between drawing complex wiring diagrams and fitting wooden floors. But that’s
'Scary' (Sarah)
Anyone for an ice cream?
After a tragic accident involving some super glue, Scary has been permanently left with a wide grin and her thumbs out. COR BLIMEY! But that hasn’t dented Scary’s enthusiasm towards boating, which
'Bezza' (Beryl)
To boldly go where no Bez has gone before
Truth be told, Bezza is a reluctant sailor, but you wouldn’t have thought so judging from this photo. Steely expression, eyes rooted to the horizon, calm personified... or perhaps this is just how
‘Steely Cool’ (Rachel)
First mate’s best mate
No problem too big, no fender too small. Steely Cool has always dropped whatever she was doing to help get the boat shipshape. Her clear thinking and coolheaded attitude has proved vital for the
'McFly' (Martin)
Is there anybody home, McFly?
Face of an Angel with the brain of Britain and the brawn of Basingstoke... that’s what they say of McFly! Fearless to a fault, McFly has drilled many a hole in Fenrir, installing valuable sea-faring
‘True Blue’ (Dave)
Anyone fancy a beer?
True Blue has clocked up an astonishing 40 metres motoring in Fenrir, in what was a truly epic journey from our mooring over to a nearby pontoon. Despite perhaps the paucity of distance, there is no
A boat is nothing without its crew, and what a motley crew we’ve got here. If you are looking for shipmates for your next voyage, look further.
To become a Fenrir ‘Sailor’, you must have been present (i.e. not hiding in the bilge shaking) during one of our trips, having sipped at least Gin and Tonic while aboard, and have sworn your life’s allegiance to the cause of Fenrir. We don’t ask for much. And of course, there are the Deck-Hands who have proved their loyalty to the cause through their tireless hard work and assistance, in often disgusting and poorly paid conditions (for which we bear no responsibility) and of course whom we hope will soon have the chance to graduate and become fine sailors.
And then there are those, far more capable individuals who are... The Admiralty... to whom, we are deeply grateful and in awe. And so, first the sailors:
Sailors