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Crew of the Barque Lowestoft Saved, 17th Nov 1893

2016 Painting of the incident donated to the Watch House by Mike Smith.

On this date 130 years ago, the Lowestoft, a barque from Blyth, ran into trouble on entering the Tyne in heavy seas at 3am. The ship was en route from Grimsby in a south-easterly gale and was in tow with a tug when the line snapped as she entered the rivermouth. The ship drifted and ran aground on the rocks along the inside of the North Pier.

Luckily, four of the crew were able to scramble up the yardarm and jump to safety on the Pier. While three other seamen. plus the cook, master and mate, were rescued by the TVLB.

Blue serpent figurehead with gold scales, red nostrils, white eyes and wrapped with seaweed.

The old warning guns had recently been scrapped in favour of powder signals, which couldn’t be heard in the village, but there happened to be few men on hand for this rescue. JF Spence, Brigade founder member, wrote to the Board of Trade to have this fixed and cannons reinstated.

Sir,
On the morning of the 17th of November 1893, a wreck occurred at the inside of the end of the North Pier, Tynemouth.  On this occasion, two Cotton Powder signals were fired, which is the signal used by the Coast Guard to summon the volunteers to assist in endeavouring to save life from shipwreck.
It appears that, in the village of Tynemouth, where many of the volunteers reside, which id not more than 300 yards from the Coast Guard Station, the explosion was not heard and in consequence very few men mustered at the scene of wreck.  Fortunately their services were not required as the barque Lowestoft was so close to the pier that the whole crew managed to scramble onto it from the yards, rigging, etc.  
We have never considered these signals, which explode when 300 or so yards in the air, anything like as effective as the old guns, & this wreck brought the question very forcibly to the front.
Captain Freeland, R.N., came on his last visit of inspection of the Tynemouth Life Brigade in September, said the Cotton Powder signals were under review & though he spoke of going back to some kind of guns as a signal, he finally decided to let the question alone for the present. We think if he would look into the matter again, what occurred at this wreck might cause him to alter his decision & advise adopting the old signal by guns, which was found so effective for the great number of years during which they were used, & which only ceased when the War Department pulled the Spanish Battery down.  Will you kindly have this looked into.
I am, Sir,
Your obedient Servant,
John Foster Spence.

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Penbal 1 – Lee Stoneman

No air-built castles, and no fairy bowers,
But thou, fair Tynemouth, and thy well-known towers,
Now bid th’ historic muse explore the maze
Of long past years, and tales of other days.
Pride of Northumbria!—from thy crowded port,
Where Europe’s brave commercial sons resort,
Her boasted mines send forth their sable stores,
To buy the varied wealth of distant shores.
Here the tall lighthouse, bold in spiral height,
Glads with its welcome beam the seaman’s sight.
Here, too, the firm redoubt, the rampart’s length,
The death-fraught cannon, and the bastion’s strength,
Hang frowning o’er the briny deep below,
To guard the coast against th’ invading foe.
Here health salubrious spreads her balmy wings,
And woos the sufferer to her saline springs;
And, here the antiquarian strays around
The ruin’d abbey, and its sacred ground.

Jane Harvey
From ‘The Castle of Tynemouth. A Tale’ (1806)

Photograph: Lee Stoneman

Photograph: Lee Stoneman

Penbal.uk

No air-built castles, and no fairy bowers,
But thou, fair Tynemouth, and thy well-known towers,
Now bid th’ historic muse explore the maze
Of long past years, and tales of other days.
Pride of Northumbria!—from thy crowded port,
Where Europe’s brave commercial sons resort,
Her boasted mines send forth their sable stores,
To buy the varied wealth of distant shores.
Here the tall lighthouse, bold in spiral height,
Glads with its welcome beam the seaman’s sight.
Here, too, the firm redoubt, the rampart’s length,
The death-fraught cannon, and the bastion’s strength,
Hang frowning o’er the briny deep below,
To guard the coast against th’ invading foe.
Here health salubrious spreads her balmy wings,
And woos the sufferer to her saline springs;
And, here the antiquarian strays around
The ruin’d abbey, and its sacred ground.

Jane Harvey
From ‘The Castle of Tynemouth. A Tale’ (1806)

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