The schooner BRILLIANT
WoodenBoat Magazine 307
ISSUE NO. 307

November / December 2025

Editor's Page

An Analog Boat in a Digital World

When I sat down to write this issue’s editor’s page, my newly updated version of Microsoft Word opened with a small window asking me, “What would you like Copilot to draft.” Copilot is Word’s artificial intelligence (AI) companion. You give it parameters, and it spits out a composition for you, no thinking required. I’ve never used it—or any AI—to do my writing for me. I don’t intend to, either, but when Copilot made me that offer, I was curious to see what it could do. I typed, “Draft a 500-word essay on the significance of the schooner BRILLIANT to sail training.”

Within about five seconds, I was reading 500 words of somewhat accurate, coldly composed, grammatically perfect, sleep-inducing tripe about the schooner BRILLIANT. It had no personality and was loaded with repetitive triple-object series such as “…skills, values, and inspiration; navigate, handle sails, and maintain the vessel; resilience, environmental awareness, and the value of skill….” It had no quotations nor personal experiences to back up those assertions of values. It had no soul.

As an antidote, I thought back to one still morning sometime in the late 1980s when I awoke aboard a classic English cutter in the harbor in Marion, Massachusetts. I was on a boat delivery, and we’d moored the night before next to BRILLIANT. I was up early, sipping coffee on deck, and was awed both by the schooner’s seemingly perfect condition and the swarm of crewmembers tending to her: wiping down the brightwork with chamois cloths, polishing brass and bronze. It would be several years before I got to know BRILLIANT and a succession of her legendary captains, and to learn of the ongoing maintenance philosophy that has kept her in top condition. As her current captain, Sarah Armour, notes in her article beginning on page 18, BRILLIANT is largely original and has aged so well because she has been maintained consistently and impeccably, rather than been rebuilt. Still, large projects, Sarah notes, “come along now and then.”

Last winter saw a large project on BRILLIANT. She was hauled into the shed at Rockport Marine in Maine and a number of long-monitored frames and floor timers were repaired or replaced; she was repowered, and the ballast keel bolts were inspected and replaced along with a number of deadwood bolts. The entire project, which Sarah walks us through in her article, was completed in time for BRILLIANT to continue her sail-training mission under the flag of Mystic Seaport Museum, uninterrupted.

BRILLIANT is an analog boat in a digital world. Students plot courses on paper charts. They raise the anchor with a hand-operated windlass. They haul sails by hand. Thinking of her crews and the education she provides, I’m reminded of a quote by Capt. Bob Bartlett, the Arctic explorer who was skipper of the schooner ERNESTINA MORRISSEY (then EFFIE M. MORRISSEY). He said it is “good tonic for folks…getting their hands dirty, their muscles hard and their minds cleaned out with the honest experience of the sea and far places.” With phones keeping track of daily schedules and computers offering to write our articles for us, I’d venture that that philosophy—that observation of the elixir of sailing and, by extension, the mission of the schooner BRILLIANT—is more relevant today than ever. As the season winds down here in coastal Maine, I can’t wait to get back on the water next season. I might just leave the phone at home.

Matt Murphy

Editor of WoodenBoat Magazine

The schooner BRILLIANT
Page 18

Minding the Schooner BRILLIANT

by Sarah Armour

While sitting aboard the schooner BRILLIANT on a quiet Wednesday afternoon in the early summer, I finally had a chance to reflect on the major work done to the yacht the previous winter. While the teen crew was ashore with the mate, off in search of well-deserved ice cream after a long day barreling around Gardiners Bay, New York, I snuck a scone from the galley and soaked in the relative calm. With 12 people aboard, quiet is rare aboard BRILLIANT and, even at anchor, she was far from silent. But the sounds were familiar and comforting: the slap of water against the hull, the low hum of the refrigeration compressor, the 1932 Chelsea clock chiming every 30 minutes.

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PRECIOUS, shown in an illustration by Irwin Schuster.
Page 30

The Champion of Small

by Stan Grayson

A story that made the rounds some 90 years ago told of a young man who built a sailboat and had an adventure. As things developed, he and a pal got a lot more than they bargained for. They set out from Mobile, Alabama, aiming for Key West, Florida, but ran into a bad northerly storm that in two days blew them almost to the coast of Yucatan, Mexico. Bruised but determined, they headed back toward Florida and hit yet more foul weather. Finally, 23 days after they first set out, having consumed all their ham sandwiches and then half a potato per day each, and with a much-diminished supply of water, the lads made it to Florida. They landed first at Fort Myers and eventually reached Key West.

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The 34’ tugboat C.L. CHURCHILL.
Page 50

Keeping Up with the C.L. Churchill

by Rob Thompson • Photographs by Kerry Batdorf

My favorite sweatshirt has just about given up the ghost. I suppose that’s what happens when it’s the piece of clothing you always grab first when you need a layer that might get a little paint on it. It’s a gray cotton hoodie with the word “CREW” on the back and an image of the tugboat C.L. CHURCHILL on the front, accompanied by the words “Celebrating 50 Years of Steady Dependable Service.”

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The tugboat C.L. CHURCHILL towing the LOIS McCLURE.
Page 56

A Perfect Pairing

by Roger C. Taylor

It was a great day in June 2004 when the Shelburne Shipyard offered to lend their ex-yard tug, the C.L. CHURCHILL, to the Lake Champlain Maritime Museum (LCMM) as towboat for its 88' replica Lake Champlain canal schooner LOIS McCLURE. At 34', the workboat looked perfect for the job, with her wooden, hard-chined hull, traditional tugboat wheelhouse, tall stack, and high bow with low stern.

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Azorean whaleboats
Page 59

A Legacy Endures

by David D. Platt

The scene was still common in the very early 20th century: 1905 photographs show the MORNING STAR, a brig employed as a whaler, docked at New Bedford, Massachusetts, after two years at sea. Its small fleet of double-ended whaleboats, normally on deck or slung from davits along the ship’s sides, were brought dockside and tied together, presumably for maintenance after hard use at sea. Barrels of whale oil, still valuable as a high-quality lubricant despite competition from land-based petroleum, were lowered to the pier to await transport to a refiner nearby.

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MAURETANIA
Page 68

Aboard: MAURETANIA

by Randall Peffer • Photographs by Steve Jost

“This is not a ‘kiss and tell’ boat, as we are committed to protecting the privacy of our clients,” says Jack Boyt with a sly grin on his face as he delivers his punchline. “However, I will tell you this. There were at least three murders aboard MAURETANIA one year…on location shoots for the TV series NCIS, Criminal Minds, and Without a Trace.” The yacht has also hosted Melrose Place, 90210, Comedy Central, and others. Film credits include Beggarman, Thief (1979 with Glenn Ford, Jean Simmons, and Lynn Redgrave), and Action Jackson (1988 with Carl Weathers, Vanity, and Sharon Stone).

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Building a Tool Tote
Page 76

Boatbuilder’s Tool Tote

by Text and photographs by Mikkel Pagh

Now and then, I run into people who dream of learning boatbuilding but are intimidated by the prospect of building a boat on their own. It is easy to understand why: Any wooden boat is a big, complex project. It requires a large workshop space, quite a few tools, and a substantial amount of time and skill.

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The sloop OVERLORD
Page 84

OVERLORD

by Text and photographs by Nic Compton

It’s easy to miss a small detail screwed onto the cabin side. It was only after going below on my own as we were sailing across a choppy Solent that I fully registered it. And then it stopped me in my tracks: a small wooden panel, no more than 5" tall by 3" wide, with two brass plaques screwed onto it. The top one shows an image of an eagle with wings outspread, holding a swastika in its claws: the unmistakable symbol of the German Luftwaffe.

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