The Last of the Cutters – the Years at Sea by Lieutenant W B Hunkin
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The Last of the Cutters – The Years at Sea by Lieutenant W B Hunkin Lieutenant Walter Benson Hunkin was born in 1862 and came from a long line of sailors. He joined the Royal Navy in 1874 and served aboard a variety of small vessels employed on anti-smuggling, fisheries protection and coastguard duties over the turn of the 19/20 centuries. The primary task of these ships was 'To enforce the Sea Fisheries Act, 1883' (as amended by the Act of 1891) 'inside the British Exclusive fishery limits'. Offences were wide-ranging including: ‘Causing injury to any person belonging to another boat, or damaging another sea fishing boat, or damaging gear belonging to another sea fishing boat Improperly shooting nets on a drift net fishing ground Not conforming to the international rules for lights at sea Throwing missiles Using threatening language, fighting or brawling' His diary was written in old age. It was transcribed by Lyn Wills, a volunteer in the Bartlett Maritime Research Centre at the National Maritime Museum Cornwall. Further notes are available at https://www.maritimeviews.co.uk Introduction Some four years ago, having reached the age when one is apt to recall the past, the thought occurred to me that as my service career afloat had been spent in that branch of the Royal Navy known as the Coast Guard Cruiser Service, and that to the best of my knowledge no- one from the earliest days of the Revenue Cutters had even left the records of the story of their personal experiences, and that if I jotted down some of my recollections, at some future date it might fall into the hands of someone who, regarding it as a glimpse into the past, will consider it worthy of correction and a place on a library bookshelf. The following pages are the outcome of a literary effort by one with no pretention whatever to letters. It has been written from time to time filling in an idle hour now and again. Like many autobiographies, some of it is rather futile and probably without general interest, other items possibly amusing, entertaining and informative, and if were set out in print may help to fill in a dull hour for any casual reader. The Last of the Cutters – The Years at Sea – the diary of Lieutenant W B Hunkin RN Early Recollections In the year 1862 I first saw the light of day, and beheld the sun, moon, and stars from my father’s home overlooking the bay in that old world shipping and fishing port of Mevagissey, which during the seventeenth and early eighteenth centuries was a rendezvous of smugglers and licensed pirates – privateers – sailing under letters of marque, armed and ready to seize any craft showing the colours of the enemy. My earliest recollections are of three schooners riding at anchor in the bay – evidently caught in a strong south east breeze – straining at their cables in a rough sea. One of them was the Uzella, my father being the master and owner, and my exclaiming to my mother as I lost sight of the vessel’s hull between the waves, “that one is gone under, that one is out of sight”. My grandfather in 1806 at the age of twenty-three was taken by the press gang and introduced to service in the King’s ships of the Royal Navy, eventually obtaining his discharge by the payment of a ransom, his sister walking from Mevagissey to Plymouth with the money for this purpose. For some years following he gave his time to the more remunerative and venturesome occupation of privateering – encouraged by the government and appealing to the younger seaman. At a later period during the war with America in 1812 as ship’s master, this ship and crew were taken by the enemy. My father, a hardy and fearless seaman, of the old wind jamming school, who made his first voyage with his father at the age of eleven, and his last voyage at seventy-one, stirred my boyish imagination as I listened to his stirring tales of the sea, of banian days, salt- horse and hard tack, scurvy and yellow fever, the common enemy of the old time sailor. When guano was first discovered on the island of Ichaboe, by a ship’s captain making a casual landing on the island, and bringing home a cargo. The hue and cry of ‘guano for nothing’ very soon spread and ships innumerable were very soon running down their southing in quest of a cargo of this valuable manurial fertiliser, the deposit of sea birds from time immemorial. He was a young seaman in one of those ships. At anchor near the island lay hundreds of craft of every description, all the crews keen on collecting a cargo. The men landed in the ship’s boats, provided with picks, shovels and bags, they would seek out a pitch, fill the bags and ferry off to the ships, slow and laborious work, to fill the ship’s hold, taking several months. Under the circumstances, there being no controlling authority, with hundreds of men hustling for the best site for bag-filling, there was frequent quarrelling and fighting, order being eventually restored by the arrival of one of His Majesty’s Ships. Bleeding at the nose was a frequent occurrence among the men, probably due to the phosphorous and ammonia contained in the guano. Numerous egg shells, the contents dried to the size of a pea were found in the deposits. One of the crew having died, the master decided to take the body to the mainland for burial, and accompanied by the crew from another ship, they set out for the shore. In Bartlett Maritime Research Centre 2 The Last of the Cutters – The Years at Sea – the diary of Lieutenant W B Hunkin RN attempting to land on a beach, the boat capsized, throwing men and corpse into the sea. Their mission was, however, in due course accomplished and their dead shipmate laid to rest on the inhospitable shores of South Africa. As a seaman in a ship waiting cargo at a South American port, yellow fever prevalent, sailors dying like flies, and the black flag hoisted daily for the undertakers boat to come alongside. All the crew in their ship were laid down with the exception of the boy. The boy nobly did his best to carry out the doctor’s orders, attending to the wants of each one, as necessary, in his endeavour to nurse his shipmates back to health. Fortunately all but one man recovered. Even to his old age my father always had a feeling of thanks and friendly respect for this boy shipmate, whom he always declared nursed him back to health. I am sure in later days they must have often recalled that eventful voyage. On a voyage when traversing the southern seas, and having to fall back on the reserve water casks in the hold, it was discovered that all the water was putrid, but it was drink that or die of thirst; even after being boiled the smell was so foul that a sup could only be taken by pinching the nose. This continued for three weeks, when a tropical shower renewed the water supply. And yet there were no ill effects on the health of the crew. At a later period when Master of the Minion of Liverpool, the owners had fixed the ship for the Canary Islands to bring home a cargo of fruit, and to load in an open roadstead. An altercation arose with the superintendent as to the amount of ballast required for the safety of the vessel, if it became necessary to leave the roadstead. The superintendent refusing to comply with his request, he declined to take the ship to sea, consequently he lost his employment. What he foresaw might happen did happen. The Minion had to leave the anchorage in an approaching storm and being under-ballasted she never returned. The call of the sea is in my blood in as much that I am descended from a stock with a long seafaring record and an ancient Cornish pedigree. It is recorded of one William Hunkyn of Liskeard from whom we trace our descent, as being mentioned in a deed conveying to him a grant of land bearing date 27 Henry the VI 1449. A descendent, John Hunkin of Liskeard and South Kimber, mentioned in Vivian’s Cornish pedigrees and in the history of Liskeard was appointed under a charter of Elizabeth to be the first mayor of Liskeard. With the coming of the Commonwealth and the civil communions, his son John Hunkin of Gatherley, who married Jane, second daughter of John Canrock, Lord of the Manors of Treworgy, Harwood, Woodhill and Liskeard and his family took sides with the Parliament; one son, Major Joseph Hunkin becoming Governor of the Isles of Scilly. After the Restoration they, like many others, paid the penalty and were stripped of their honours and their possessions. Down through the generations this family has produced several men of courage and grit who have made good and shown themselves worthy of responsibility and leadership. Not so many decades have passed since the latter was vividly demonstrated, when one of our kin standing on the quarter deck, threatened by a mutinous crew, fearing not to play the part of judge, jury on the other man, he declared the first man passing the mainmast would pay the penalty. Being put to the test, he kept his word, and was exonerated.