Au revoir!

Well that’s it, I’m afraid, for this volume of the Voyage of the Vampire.  As you can probably tell, I’m finding army life in peace time a little trying, and will soon purchase a second yacht, the Ariel in anticipation of more voyages at sea.  In fact, in the next four years I will sail to Morocco, the Canary Islands, the West Indies, Venezuela and Cuba, before returning to Europe.

Despite my reservations about army life as I’ve experienced it in Corfu, I won’t sell out of the army until 1851, when I will marry Mariquita Sanchez de Pina, the daughter of Don Sanchez de Pina of Gibraltar.  We will move back to Scotland, take up residence at Springwood Park near Kelso, and raise our family in peace and prosperity there.  Local matters will occupy me from then on: I will become a Conservative MP for the County of Roxburgh, Captain of the Kelso Volunteers, stand on various local committees and run my estates.

My adventures on the Vampire will become a thing of the past.

In the meantime, don’t forget to read the latest instalment of the story of my sister Charlotte’s pursuit of love …

Monday 11th January

Wet & blowy: on Guard for Woods.  HMS Trident, Meteor, and Jackall sailed for Malta.  Albanian mountains were covered with snow: the crew were employed landing the chain cable.  Signal reported having been made at sea: night wet & stormy.

Sunday 10th January

Wet and windy: Church parade.  Called on Captain Pascoe of the Jackall: read at the Library: dined with Blakely at the Artillery mess, and then turned in to my virtuous couch.

Saturday 9th January

Anchored at daylight at Pagagna, landed and began shooting, the birds were scarce and the covers very thick and prickly, we shot eight couple of Woodcocks, five of Quails, a duck and a hare.  We met Best and Calvert, and beat the ravine, in which we saw three wild boars, I fired at one, and I think struck him, but he was two hundred yards off, and got away: when I returned on board I bathed, and then made sail for Corfu, with a light breeze aft: we took up our moorings and I went to the Opera.

Friday 8th January

Wet & windy: Woods of the 97th was kind enough to take my Guard: HMS Jackall came in with the mail & Captain Pascoe very kindly bought me three hands and a cook, also a sheet anchor and ninety fathoms of chain cable from Malta, sent the men on board and discharged two Corfuotes who were working in the Vampire.  Sailed with Warry & Gwilt at one o’clock for Pagagna, with the topmast reefed, and strong SE wind when off Catarto, we were becalmed, so we took four hands in the Gig and pulled to the land where we shot three pigeons at the cave, which was full of them, we then returned on board the Cutter and dined.  A heavy mist came down and as we could not make out the entrance of the harbour, we made all snug and lay off and on all night.  Gwilt was very sick: wet night.

Hands Crew members
Sheet anchor A large extra anchor intended for use in an emergency