So we finally managed to get to HMS Victory. HMS Victory and Nelson are perhaps one of the required hero’s of all boys growing up in the anglophile world. Given that the aged P’s were in town, I thought of taking them to Portsmouth for a day trip to enjoy the maritime history. Here are some of the photographs of the HMS Victory, many more pics are on the slideshow.
Victory’s original foremast. At one time, these masts used to be made from a single tree but after the American Mutiny and independence, that source of giant trees was cut off and composite masts made out of several trees came into the picture.
The grand magazine.
A cut out showing the base of the main mast and pump well which was used to pump out the water which would congregate at the bottom of the ship. This was perhaps the most terrifying part of the ship. Deep below the waterline.
Back to the front.
A final look at the brave ship. It was surprisingly emotional for me, to go through the ship. I guess it was also the fact that all the naval fiction that I have read all came through at the same time. Seeing the ship, the guns, the hammocks, it all brought it to the fore. I guess you can take the sailor out of the ship but you cannot take the ship out of the sailor. Loved this. Such a beautiful ship despite its size. I fell in love with this place. After a final stroke of the old old wood, I bid adieu to the grand old lady.