By Timothy Langley
May 2025, Katsuyama Harbor

Ahoy, fellow sailors!

After months of sweat, setbacks, and salty language, I am thrilled to report that Gryms is ready: sea trials are complete. She sails like a dream—and believe it or not, she’s the largest vessel in the TSPS fleet, a true ocean-class Swan reborn in Tokyo Bay.

Some of you have followed her rebirth from the very start. You’ll remember how she first came to me: tired, neglected, and full of potential. She’d been through a leaky-valve hell and was languishing at Yumenoshima Marina with a dead engine, flooded tanks, and a bilge reeking of diesel and despair. The folks there estimated it would take upwards of ¥6 million yen just to make her marginally seaworthy.

So yes, she came into my life more or less for free.

But as anyone in this group knows, nothing afloat is truly “free.” What Gryms demanded in cost, she more than made up for in character—and in hours, weeks, and months of restoration work. Together with co-conspirators Evan Burkosky, Tony Hardie, and Freddie Snoxall, we spent Golden Week shaking down every system. Gryms is no longer just afloat—she’s fully deployed.

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Golden Week at Sea: A Trial by Wind

Without your own yacht—or without a generous friend who has one—it’s not easy to get serious sea time in Tokyo. But Gryms is no ordinary boat. At 44 feet, she’s big, robust, and built to cross oceans. She sleeps eight. The galley has a top-loading fridge that freezes things. The head has hot water. There’s even a proper shower (which, after Niijima, we really appreciated).

Let’s be clear: this is no marina princess. Gryms is a 1973 Swan, rugged and elegant in equal measure. Her chrome winches gleam, her wood is rich with patina, and when she heels over under full sail—especially flying that magnificent gennaker—she sings.

But this trip wasn’t just to test the boat. It was to test the captain.

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Breaking In the Boat… and the Man

I’ve been a solo sailor before. My old 26’ Yamaha carried me all around the Izu islands. But Gryms? Gryms is a different beast. The halyards, reefs, vang—all the important lines—are five meters forward of the helm. This is a team sport, folks, difficult except for the most accomplished to sail solo.

So we flipped the script: Tony helmed, Evan commanded, Freddie napped, and I—Captain Langley—sprang to action, or at least tried to. We set off from Katsuyama for Oshima, then Niijima, with no fixed plan—just wind, waves, and weather to guide us. Six glorious days.

And guide us they did. Gryms faced 30-knot winds with 40 knot gusts, waves crashing over the bow, and a forward hatch that… well… proved not quite weather-tight. Everything in the v-berth got soaked. We discovered some legacy rigging issues that need correction. On the Niijima leg, a storm chased us hard enough to turn us back to Habu, surfing down following seas in what felt like a scene from “Master and Commander”, Captain Evan at the helm (of course! … like Captain Dave in the movie “Forest Gump”).

From Habu the following day, we sprinted to Shimoda, just threading the needle before a second storm rolled in. From there, it was a long haul across Sagami Bay back to the tip of the Yokohama Peninsula, Misaki.

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Galley, Guts, and Glory

Here’s the part that surprised even me: we ate like kings.

Almost every meal was aboard—warm, hearty, fast, and easy. The fridge held. The stove worked. The water heater chugged valiantly. The galley needs some ladylike refinement, yes, but nothing failed us when it counted.

And after everyone sprinted home to avoid the traffic, I spent some quality time drying the gennaker, mopping the bilge, and reorganizing the gear. Gryms got knocked around, sure—but she bounced back, and now she’s tighter than ever.

Back at Katsuyama, we’re in full post-voyage cleanup. She’s gleaming again. Shipshape. And oh, what a ship.

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An Invitation to Sail

I look forward to introducing TSPS members to this magnificent vessel. Gryms isn’t just a boat—she’s an adventure. A survivor. A living example of what patience, know-how, and maybe a bit of madness can revive.

So if you’re ready to fly a gennaker, chase the wind, or just share a mug of joe in the cockpit under starlight—let’s get you aboard.

Fair winds,

– Captain Timothy
Katsuyama, May 2025