At the end of my first season with "Tinally" at Boston marina, the steering became what you might call a little worn, culminating one afternoon in my cruising steadily past my mooring while frantically spinning the helm in the hope that it would respond! A burst of reverse made me dead in the water and a passing mariner kindly threw me a line and pulled me in.
The boat was due to come out of the water the following week anyway, so I added "a new helm, cable etc" to my shopping list. There were several jobs to be done on her that winter ( come to think of it, it seems there always are! ) and with being busy and the weather being very cold, repairs were done at the last minute before re-launching, in fact fitting the new helm unit and cable was the last thing I did. It all went in remarkably easily and I looked to the stern as I spun the wheel and watched the steering arm moving from side to side. Packed up, went home,came down early next day for the launch.
Now in those days we launched from the trailer at the Grand Sluice in Boston and having been craned in I pulled "Tinally" out of the way and went through the usual post launch checks, i.e.
"Can I heard a bubbling sound from anywhere?"
and checking under the floor that there is not actually any water coming in! Checks satisfactorily completed I breathed a sigh of relief and fired her up, push off, opened the throttle and turned to starboard towards my mooring. The boat turned to port and headed towards the boom guarding the sluice!
I had to look down and make sure I was actually turning the wheel the right way.....and I was. A millisecond or two passed and I realised my ghastly error. When I put the helm in I checked the steering arm was moving freely, but didn't stop to consider if it was moving in the right direction!! My new helm unit worked in the opposite direction to the old one, so to turn right, I had to turn left and you would not believe how incredibly difficult I found it to override my instincts and navigate a way to my mooring. I'm told that spectators ( where do they all come from when you're in trouble? ) were convinced I was pi.....slightly inebriated as I zig zagged back and forth across the river to my mooring.
When I phoned the company that supplied the helm unit they sent an adaptor that allowed the cable to travel in the opposite direction and the situation was resolved with an afternoon's fiddling about, but it has taught me never to take anything for granted and check and double check what you've done is actually producing the right results!