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Get answers to several questions about your need for calcium and vitamin D, whether you're 9 months, 9 years, or 9 decades old, male or female. At the end of July, crewed by Ron and Celia Swan and Peter Heard, we went across on the popular LTSC Meet to Cherbourg and St Vaast. Being of an independent frame of mind I set off a day earlier than the rest on Wednesday 27th July, just to check that Cherbourg was still where it used to be, and to leave Thursday free for enjoying the town. We left almost on time at 0700 on the Wednesday, a day of the flattest calm, and had to motor the whole way.
Thursday we mooched around Cherbourg in the sunshine, and in the evening after the others arrived we went with Rick Underhill and his crew Chris Everitt and Chris Barr and had a good meal in La Calle on the Place de La Republique.
St Vaast was pretty full, as perhaps can be expected when a Meet takes place on a weekend which leads right up to 1st August and thus the French annual holidays.
All the other LTSC boats left on the Sunday morning, but the weather was set fair for another couple of days, Ron had managed to postpone his various Monday meetings, and so on Selene we lingered on until Monday morning and had a great Sunday lunch in Les Fuscias whilst we were at it. Monday was again flat calm and apart from a couple of hours in the afternoon we had to motor the whole way back to Lymington.
The next bit of distance was the Weymouth Meet on the Bank Holiday weekend of 27th - 29th August, after which we went down to Dartmouth for a couple of nights. Eventually we brought up alongside Jim Seya€™s Second Rebellion in the Cove, on the port hand side where the Weymouth Harbour authorities had reserved plenty of space for the eleven boats that attended. Unfortunately our location in the Cove had caused a certain amount of controversy over the air waves. The rest of Saturday was spent relaxing, and with a pontoon party on and alongside Second Rebellion. The next day a pre-lunch visit was made to the recently renovated Royal Dorset Yacht Club, where we were all to dine that evening..
On the Monday morning most of the fleet left at an early hour to return home, leaving only Mike and Andie Smith in Merryl, and us in Selene, both of whom were proceeding to points west around Portland Bill, Merryl to Lyme Regis, and Selene to Dartmouth. Before departure we decided to fill Selenea€™s fresh water tank, and we were taken aback when water started to come up through the cabin sole! Once the bilges were reasonably dry again we set off past Portland Harbour down to the Bill and the inshore passage. We continued across Lyme Bay, sailing until the wind dropped and headed us, and catching up Merryl who then tacked and went across our stern on their way to Lyme Regis.
Bank Holiday Monday was supposedly the last day of the Dartmouth regatta, and I was concerned about finding a decent berth, but when we got past the Royal Dart Yacht Club and the lower Ferry, there was plenty of room on the visitors pontoons at the Darthaven Marina at Kingswear.
So on Tuesday we had a nice lunch together in a real pub-style pub called the Market Square Inn, Mike departed, Peter, Robyn, and I played Pool, and then we all went our separate ways for the afternoon.
We left the pontoon at 0631 on Wednesday and were alongside in Lymington at 2230, having reached Bridge Buoy at 2114, one minute earlier than my pre-departure predicted time. I am running out of suitable photos, so here is an easy one (anybody with good examples please feel free to send them to me!). So on Tuesday we had a nice lunch together in a real pub-style pub called the Market Square Inn, MikeA  departed, Peter, Robyn, and I played Pool, and then we all went our separate ways for the afternoon. There seems to be a bit of a mystery surrounding the birth and youth of our ancestor, Albert Raymond Morton.
The earliest events that any of his family knew of him was that, when a young man, he worked as a steamfitter on the Trans-Canadian Railroad.
But, as to his birth, youth and parents, there are some real gaps in what is definitely knowna€”these were not topics of discussion in his home, and it simply did not occur to anyone to quiz him about his early life. Wea€™ll keep these vague impressions in mind as they may generate some leads in our search, but we must also guard against the assumption that they are all correct.
So, with the little that we know of him, we have started to collect, and sort out, the few documents we have been able to find regarding his origin. At the time of his birth (in the 1880a€™s) states were not yet keeping actual birth certificates. Again, remember that this information was provided from Raya€™s understanding of what happened when he was an infant, and given to the state many years later.
Ira Homer Morton (Alberta€™s father) is buried there, next to Iraa€™s sister, Irene Morton Crankshaw. The next document that we will discuss is his application for a Social Security account number [2]. Just below this document, we will attach another, which Albert completed just a few months later, in which he applied to the Social Security board to make a correction in his date of birth.
This leaves us wondering why he would intentionally give an older date to the state of Kansas (and to several others) and a later date to the Social Security office.
But, an even more important discrepancy arises in the names, ages and places of birth of his parents.
Based upon the research we have done so far, we cannot pinpoint the exact year of his birth with any certainty, and the following list will help to show the difficulty in determining that year. We have searched the records of the 1885 KS State census for Franklin Co., and have not yet been able to find him, or his family.
We did find a record of his father, Ira Homer Morton, in the 1885 KS State census in Franklin Co., KS but in that record Ira stated that he was still a single man, unmarried, and he was living with his married sister, her family, and their aunt and a cousin. One thing that has been very consistent about Raya€™s documents is that he invariably lists his mothera€™s name as Ida Louise Easley. We searched for twenty-five years to find any record of this woman, other than those listed by Raymond, and were infuriatingly unsuccessfula€¦ until June 2012. She was thirteen years old in the 1870 Federal census for Chetopa, Neosho Co., KS and still livng with her parents and siblings at that time. In the 1880 Federal census for Lincoln, Neosho, Kansas, we find Aaron and Ida Bonham with a new set of twin boys, just a few months old, Clarence and Lawrence, born in early 1880.


At about the same time, Aaron Bonhama€™s parents had settled in Franklin Co., Kansas, about 80 miles to the north. After this time, we can find no document to indicate that Aaron Bonham was still alive, but neither can we prove that he had died. Aaron and Ida could have divorced, she then quickly married Ira Morton in the fall of 1885 (after the census) and they could have had a son, Raymond, the following year--Sept 1886. Aaron could have been away for an extended period and Ida could have met Ira Morton and had a child out of wedlock before Aarona€™s return. Now, keeping that dilemma in mind, leta€™s proceed with the other documents that we have been able to find for Ida L.
Note that at the time of this marriage, she was still going by the name of a€?Bonhama€? -- not Morton. The 1890 Federal census would have been very helpful to us here, but unfortunately, it was destroyed. We would never have thought to search for this record under the names of a€?Holmesa€? without first finding the record of her marriage.
In the very same year, and census for the same county, we find that by the time the census taker had moved on to the home of Martha Bonhama€™s (the widowed mother of Aaron Bonham--and mother-in-law of Ida L. Now, this census was just a very short time after the previous exhibit (above) but here, Ray is listed as being 10 years old, and with the surname of a€?Bonham.a€? It is the same young boy. Even though Raya€™s mother had moved west, to Arizona, Ray continued to live with Martha Bonham.
The questions must arise, that if Ray was born a€?out of wed-locka€? while Marthaa€™s daughter-in-law was still married to her son, Aaron, one might think that of all of the children, Martha might be the least likely to take this young boy into her home to raise. Whether Ray was actually going by the Bonham name, as indicated above, or whether the census taker once again made an assumption of that, is not known. In the 1905 KS State census we again find this family still living in Stafford Co., KS with Frank Bonham now showing as the head of the household, and Martha was still alive at age 78, but Ray is no longer living with them.
It is interesting that Ida stated that her parent were born in KY, because in prior census records she had always correctly stated they were born in Tennessee. In the 1920 Federal census for Bakersfield, Kern Co., CA we find the family has moved inland.
Note that Margaret Bonham Kelly had named her oldest son, William Raymond Kelly, with his middle name being a remembrance of her younger brother, Albert Raymond Morton. We have heard that Ida Louise Easley Bonham (Morton) Holmes Hamilton passed away in Bakersfield, CA in the 1930s but we do not have a specific date for her death at this time. In only one record, his a€?Delayed Certificate of Birtha€? did Ray give an estimated age for his father. We have searched all the available records to try to find anyone by this exact name who may have lived in Kansas, Missouri, Ohio, or any other surrounding state during this period of time and have found no one with that exact name.
We previously mentioned the 1885 Kansas State census [9] in which a€?Ira Mortona€? was living in Williamsburg, Franklin Co., Kansas with his sister, Irene E.
From this record, we have been able to go back to both Wisconsin, and New York, and find many records for this particular man.
The purpose of this article is to document Raya€™s life, so we will not list all of the documentation for his parents, but merely summarize the key points that are pertinent. This connection, through Ohio, may account for why Ray understood that his father may have come from, and even been born in Cleveland, Ohio, and listed that city as the birth place of his father on one of the documents cited earlier. One other brief comment about this family: When Aunt Shirley Morton Donaldson, Raya€™s youngest daughter, went to Kansas on her research trip, and found the reference to George and Irene Crankshaw living in Williamsburg, she said that that name seemed to have a familiar ring to her from hearing comments made by her father years earlier. We really know very little about Raya€™s youth, but with his consistent statements that he was born in Ottawa, Franklin County, Kansas, that is the first place we began looking. We actually have no other record for him anywhere between the 1900 census record mentioned earlier (for Stafford Co., KS) and the next one in 1915.
We did find one interesting record from 1912 that showed a Raymond Morton tried to cross over the boarder into Canada but was turned back by the authorities. Although the Canadian recruiter judged him fit for duty at the time of his enlistment, Ray was in fact discharged from the army on 18 June 1916 in Toronto, Ontario with the comment that he was a€?medically unfit.a€? He had been entered on the a€?Casualty Forma€? on 22 May 1916 before the actual discharge came through about four weeks later. From this point we know that Ray made his way back to Big Valley, Alberta and went to work in the mines. This couple moved from place to place seeking work primarily on government jobs, particularly thoughtout the great depression. From this point on, the family has a clear knowledge and recollection of Raya€™s life, and so we will not go into that in this article.
It appears that from about 1895, when Ray was approximately 8-10 years old, that he left his mother and siblings to live elsewhere. We hope this presentation is helpful to any of Alberta€™s posterity in future efforts of trying to find and document his life and his ancestry. Note that at the time of this marriage, she was still going by the name of a€?Bonhama€? -- not Morton.A  This adds credence to the supposition that she may not have actually married Ira H.
Not that there was much of it in the first place, but at least I managed to put some water under Selenea€™s keel and catch up on my early season lack of distance. Cherbourg I always feel is a good place, plenty of things to look at, lots of bars and restaurants to enjoy, and a general sense of je ne sais quoi. The next day when the crowd arrived I discovered the one problem with having a full Class B, transmit and receive, AIS system as opposed to merely a receiver. On this occasion, aided by a favourable tide, we had enough wind to sail, and we dropped sail just before the final mark into St Vaast, Le Gavendest, in nice time for the lock, having logged 9.5 knots over the ground on the way down. After a few abortive attempts to find a finger pontoon in the areas we were supposed to go to, I spotted an English yacht complete with drying washing rafted outside a Dutch yacht on a hammerhead, and asked if we could come alongside. It was a bit misty, and in the usual way it thickened to about 200 metres visibility just as we approached the East-bound tanker tracks. This time my crew was Peter Heard and Robyn Bolam, plus Michael Knowles who was the organiser of the Weymouth Meet. This worked fine - the Cove these days has a proper pontoon with electricity and water on it, and it is further from the pubs etc on the other side, which on a Bank Holiday weekend are very noisy with loud music blaring.
Michael Knowles believed that in organising things he had booked specific berths on the starboard side just below the Harbour Office, and he called them on Channel 12 from Selene as we came in.
Their club house with its distinctive pitched roof can be seen behind the stern of the motor boat in the photo.
During the dinner I did as I had been instructed as LTSC Cruising Captain, and thus, supposedly, a€?the senior LTSC Officer presenta€?, and conducted an exchange of Burgees with the RDYCa€™s Rear Commodore, Ben Harris.


We had had a previous occasion like this when Meandering, when we discovered that the inspection cap on the water tank was unscrewed and the tank had overflowed.
There seems to be an advantage in doing this on a Bank Holiday Monday in that there were far fewer lobster pots than the last time I went that way two years before, presumably because the fishermen were in the pub having a Bank Holiday treat with their wives.
RT conversations about possibly meeting up in Brixham a couple of days later were made redundant by a subsequent change in the weather. If you decide to go to Devon (where better?), time your departure appropriately for the tide, take care about the weather, and just go. Dartmoor, behind Torbay, tried its usual trick of pretending to be nearby land when actually there were many miles still to go, but I was surprised to find I could see the Dartmouth Day Mark on Froward Point above the entrance from 20 miles away.
The Marina told me that attendance at the regatta had been well down this year, which they attributed to the lack of the Red Arrows after the tragic accident at the Bournemouth Air Show, and that those boats attending had simply waited for the fireworks on the Sunday night and then departed. There is a splendid view of the Royal Naval College towering above the Dart, and of Dartmouth itself. My original plan had been to stay in Dartmouth at least until the Thursday, but a careful study of the likely weather using PocketGRIB on my iPhone and other tools showed this might be a bad plan. We lost the tide just before Portland Bill, and I went inshore from 5 miles off the Bill, skirting the Shambles Bank, in the hope of cheating a bit, which looking at it since was probably a mistake, it would have been better to head out further still. This time my crewA  was Peter Heard and Robyn Bolam, plus Michael Knowles who was the organiser of the Weymouth Meet. In the second document, he changed his year of birth to 1883--which now coincides with his recreated birth certificate. Morton Crankshaw and her family, as well as their widowed Aunt Sarah Cather, and her son, Henry Cather (a cousin of Iraa€™s).
1915, Raymond was standing in the Army recruitera€™s office in Toronto, Ontario, Canada, where he enlisted in the Canadian Over-seas Expeditionary Force. Easley Bonham--the twins who died at just a few months old, and the four living children, three of which (# 1, 2 & 4) all claim that Aaron Bonham was their father, but #3 (Raymond) always claimed that his father was Ira Morton. Aaron and Ida could have divorced, she then quickly married Ira Morton in the fall of 1885 (after the census) and they could have had a son, Raymond, the following year--Sept 1886.A  We know Ira died in 1888, and Ida could have been reconciled to Aaron and remarried him with Bernice born to them in 1888-89. Amazing how one leaves an England full of constant media tripe and schadenfreude about Europe being in supposed chaos because of the Euro, how lucky we are (!) that we did not join the single currency, and other tosh. This was the first time I had had the chance to use my all-singing, all-dancing, AIS system in anger as opposed to merely practice. When they told him we were in fact in the Cove, a rather protracted on-air conversation resulted about the difference between reserving sufficient space (which they had done) and booking specific berths (which they do not do).
The Royal Dorset is now affiliated with LTSC and is a nice place to drop in for a drink if you are in Weymouth.
At that time I had assumed that somebody had for some reason removed the cap and not replaced it. I used to keep my boats in Devon until 1985, and, after I moved base to the Solent, getting back to uncrowded Devon and Cornish waters, family on board, for the summer holidays was the regular objective. I first got there, from Exmouth, in my own little 22 foot boat thirty-four years ago, and the thrill and beauty of the entrance past the Mewstone and the steep sides up to the castle until the town opens up remain just as exciting to me today. The passenger ferries run every few minutes in the summer, and for A?1-50 you can be in Dartmouth before you know it. The wind had already come round into the East, and Thursday looked like it could well be Easterly Force 6 (which in the event came true). The tide turned fair again just after St Albana€™s ledge, and the sun set just after we reached Anvil Point, exactly as per my passage plan. One then arrives in a France proceeding serenely along with its usual style, no sense of crisis, citizens always confident that if anything does go wrong they will take to the barricades and bring the Government down, but in the meantime lets all have another glass of pastis?
What a joy it is to be able to lock the vessel the system computes will come closest when it is still about 8 miles away, and thus get a bearing line on it on the screen, so that from then on a glance immediately tells you who is going ahead of whom. And with a weather going tide it kicked up a bit from Anvil Point onwards, with quite a rough sea, breaking at times.
This was essentially terminated because I was by then arriving at the Cove in any case, but I gather was resumed next morning in the Harbour Office. It is more complex than crossing the Channel because of the tides, but the principle is the same. There is no easy solution, no real port of refuge to break your journey, unless the tide is fair for the inshore passage, so you have to go for it.
And you can watch the steam trains on the Dart Valley Railway coming and going - transporting the grockles across from Dartmouth to the train is one reason why the ferries run so frequently. I did not fancy having to crash into that for 89 miles, wind against tide for much of the way.
Other than the fact that we essentially did it all under engine, the wind being bang on the bow and quite light, a satisfying passage.
Hamilton.A  It could be that for personal safety reasons, that she listed the name of her deceased husband as if he were still living, but there is another listing with the date of 30 Nov. This was the first time I had had Selene out for a substantial duration in the open sea in a strong head wind and any sort of a sea running, and I have to say I was delighted with her performance.
Forty minutes were spent pumping out using the fixed manual Whale pump in the cockpit, the automatic electric bilge pump, and a stirrup pump I carry (which is probably the most effective weapon of the three). There is nowhere to put into (except Weymouth which, if you are not starting from there, is a substantial diversion). So on Tuesday evening I broke the news to the crew that we would be off at 0600 the next morning with the intent of making Lymington in one go on the Wednesday. This was the first time I had had Selene out for a substantial duration in the open sea in a strong head wind and any sort of a sea running, and I have to say I was delighted with her performance.A  With just one reef down in order to keep the boat moving I held a single tack close hauled from Bridge Buoy to past the SW end of Saint Albana€™s Ledge, about two-thirds of the total distance.
Forty minutes were spent pumping out using the fixed manual Whale pump in the cockpit, the automatic electric bilge pump, and a stirrup pump I carry (which is probably the most effective weapon of the three).A  During the pump-out the Whale pump once again failed by the diaphragm pulling loose from its mounting, so that will have to be changed for a different design! Poole, Swanage, and Studland, all of which I have used on occasion, are actually largely delusions. There was some chuffing from the oldest crew member, which reoccurred during the passage, that I a€?should break the journey and put in somewherea€? (Where??? If you are returning from Devon and have a tide which will be fair through Hurst, turning left at Anvil Point and proceeding up to Poole and finding a place to anchor saves you very little if anything by the time you have brought up compared to simply ploughing on to Lymington, perhaps 60 - 90 minutes at most.



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