I first saw the distinctive crab-claw-rigged catamaran
Rapa Nui, as she
tacked her way gracefully into Richards Bay in South Africa. I had heard
so many stories, true and doubtful, about her skipper Hans Klaar, that he
seemed larger than life. Indeed, there was hardly a port in the entire tropical
Indian Ocean this cruising trader and treasure hunter had not visited several
times over.
Recently, while refitting my boat Atom in Trinidad, I was thrilled to see
the 51-foot Wharram cat Rapa Nui sail into Chaguaramas Bay and anchor nearby.
When I first met Hans, his wife Cathryn, and young sons Florean and
Tristan,
they had just returned from another trading trip to Madagascar and the Comores
Islands. As I got to know this tall and lean 33-year-old Swiss-German, he
confirmed my impression that on an unconventional boat you will surely find
unconventional people.
Hans has been living and cruising aboard boats since the age of eight when
his father Ernst abruptly gave up his career in a Swiss chemical company
and bought one-way tickets to Thailand for himself, his wife and three children.
Though they had no sailing experience, Ernst bought a 52-foot Thai cargo
junk, named Maria-Jose, and moved the family aboard. They installed an 8-hp
diesel engine and planked shut the open deck. With all their money spent,
they set sail for Australia. On their maiden cruise through Indonesia Ernst
quickly learned the necessary sailing skills and became acquainted with
the island traders who made their living carrying any cargo that would pay.
None of this was lost on the eldest son, Hans, who was expected to work
as hard as the adults.
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Hans Klaar on deck under sail.
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On a slow passage down the west coast of Australia to Perth they were caught
in a storm that dismasted the junk. Unable to make Perth under jury rig
they drifted around for weeks until making landfall in Sumatra. After
rerigging the junk they wandered slowly through Indonesia to Darwin in
northern Australia.
Ernst found work as second mate on a Northern Territories supply ship.
He had hoped to make a permanent home for the family in Australia until
typhoon Tracy hit Darwin on Christmas Eve, 1974. "The hurricane completely
wiped out the city and drove our junk ashore where she was badly damaged.
My father was terribly discouraged and decided we should move on,"
recalls Hans. Once again they packed up and sailed west into the Indian
Ocean. On an island in the Seychelles they careened the junk on a beach
and replaced the damaged hull planks.
In 1976 the Klaars were in Durban where Ernst labored as a roofer to
support the family. In spare moments he did archival research on the ancient
treasure ships that plied the sea routes from Portugal to the Indies.
He became obsessed with finding the Santiago, a Portuguese galleon laden
with a fortune in gold and silver that was wrecked in the Mozambique Channel
in 1485 while en route from Portugal to Goa.
With only rudimentary diving and salvage gear, the Klaars set out to find
this treasure ship. Against incredible odds they located the Santiago
on the Bassas da India reef in the center of the Mozambique Channel. Fourteen-year-old Hans discovered the wreck when he spotted some coral-encrusted
ships' cannon protruding from the reef. In three weeks of brutally hard
work they brought up several cannon, silver pieces of eight, gold jewellery
and other assorted artifacts.
The Natal Museum, which later purchased some of the cannon, positively
identified the seals on them as belonging to the Santiago. The Klaars
then sailed back to Europe where they lived well for a few years off the
proceeds from the artifact sales. In 1983 the Klaars sailed down the Red
Sea to resume the search for treasure ships. Although they had purchased
more sophisticated salvaging equipment Ernst luck had run out and there
were not to be any more big treasure finds. They were once again in Thailand
when their hard-earned savings finally ran out.
Soon after leaving Phuket, bound for the Comores, both Hans's parents
became incapacitated with malaria. "These were very lean times,"
Hans remembers. "We had left Sumatra with $100 in cash and 80 boxes
of whisky for trading and nothing else. My parents almost died because
there was no medicine on board." The children sailed the boat west
until they were able to reach the US Navy base at Diego Garcia where their
parents received treatment at the navy hospital. Once they had recovered,
the family sailed on to the other atolls in the Chagos group and Hans
began collecting seashells for selling later to collectors.
On returning to Durban, 22-year-old Hans left to go his own way. Through
some successful salvaging and clever trading, Ernst has prospered once
again and continues sailing around East Africa with Maria-Jose.
Back in Durban with the proceeds from delivering a yacht to Florida, Hans
purchased a second-hand 36-foot plywood Choy-design catamaran. Two South
Africans joined him as crew on his first trip to the Comores with a load
of clothing and soap to swap for rare shells. On the way back to Durban
they ran into a cold front that hammered them for two days with storm-force
winds. When the wind shifted to southeast they were in immediate danger
of being driven ashore. As Hans described it: "I could see it was
futile to keep tacking into it. One hull was leaking so badly that my
terrified and seasick crew were bailing water non-stop. I had no choice
but to try to enter the St. Lucia River, which is normally completely
closed by a sand bar. We turned downwind and surfed through breakers foaming
chest-high clear across the decks." The locals later told Hans that
his was the first sailboat to cross the bar since the 1940's and that
he would probably never get out again. Luckily Hans made his escape by
following a temporary channel scoured out by a massive flood.
During the next two years Hans made numerous trading trips to East Africa
and the islands in the western Indian Ocean. All these miles were sailed
without an engine or any electronics whatsoever. He had made some profit
by the time the cat became so rotten he was forced to get rid of it. What
he now needed was a bigger boat -something large enough for hauling profitable
amounts of cargo.
When Hans saw a 51-foot Wharram Tehini ketch advertised in England he
flew there at once and bought it. "The owner had spent eight years
building her out of plywood sheathed in epoxy-glass. Once it was finished
he decided he didn't want to sail after all," Hans said.

Hans at the helm of Rapa Nui |

Hans, Cathryn and the kids going ashore in Trinidad. |
Hans had recently married his long-time companion Cathryn, and together
they loaded all their possessions, including a small black terrier, onto
the new boat they named Rapa Nui. They departed Liverpool with two Swiss
friends on a cold grey January morning bound for the tropical waters of
East Africa. It was a rough miserable trip as far as Madeira where their
crew jumped ship. They told Hans they couldn't stand the cold and seasickness
and said, "For Chrissake, Hans, there's not even a toilet on board."
With open contempt for soft landlubbers, Hans says: "Complainers
and pleasure babies must just stay out of my way. I have no time for them."
Fortunately Hans and Cathryn found they had no trouble handling the 51-footer
on their own and were delighted to find they could usually get the cat
to self-steer by balancing sails and trying various sheet-to-tiller rigs.
When they reached South Africa in 1994 the Klaars undertook a major refit
of their nearly new catamaran. To better suit their needs the interior
accommodations were completely rebuilt. They added an outboard motor in
a well between the hulls. Hans, a skilled artist, decorated Rapa Nui with
woodcarvings, animal motifs and impressionist paintings. He also cut larger
hatches in the deck to provide more ventilation and easier access for
loading heavy cargo such as the two refrigerators he later delivered to
Mayotte. He replaced the worn out rudder pintles by ingeniously lashing
the rudders to the hulls with non-stretch dacron lines. Hans works on
the rule of thumb "If it looks strong, it is strong."

Hans points out the rudder
attachment lines.
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The
rudders are lashed to the hulls with dacron lines woven in a
figure-eight pattern. |
They removed and sold the original aluminium masts. "I always wanted
to experiment with a traditional Polynesian crab-claw rig," Hans
explained. "It's a lower aspect rig, which makes it safer while still
giving me the same total sail area of 72 square metres. The masts are
made of gum trees. The main mast is 8 m and the mizzen 4.5 m. I tried
a freestanding rig but found the masts were whipping, so I added shrouds.
The horns on top the masts are mainly for aesthetics. The Polynesians
probably used them to retain the sail halyards. I somewhat butchered the
Polynesian-rig concept by using European-style rudders, but I consider
that an improvement."
The sails are simple flat-cut triangles Hans made from polypropylene material
used in Africa for bulk sugar sacks. A snotter line holds the upper yards
to the masts and a kicker pulls the bottom yards down. Wind tunnel tests
show the crab-claw rig to be highly efficient and it develops its lift
in a way quite unlike other rigs. It looks similar to the lateen rig of
the Arab dhow, but is different in handling. Unlike the loose-footed lateen,
the crab-claw has a yard or boom running along its foot and the sails
are cut at a smaller angle
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As Hans explains: "When you've got this rig you must forget everything
you have learned about European rigs. It's all different - very much a
question of balance. The beauty of the crab-claw is how it pulls upward
like a kite, lifting the bows up so they surf instead of burying. She
balances well for self-steering and points close in strong winds. The
weak point is that she does not point so well in light winds. For beating
I tilt the masts forward and tighten the kickers. To keep balance in strong
winds I drop the main and use mizzen and storm jib."

Rapa Nui wearing her new sail in
Durban, South Africa. |

Rapa Nui approaching the Indian
Ocean's African coast. |
Since the Polynesian-inspired rebirth of Rapa Nui the new rig has proved
itself on several passages up the east African coast, on a circumnavigation
of Madagascar, and on this years passage around the African cape to Angola
and across the Atlantic to Trinidad. Of the largely untrammeled Angolan
coast, Hans said, "Most of the coast is beautiful cruising and completely
undeveloped. But whenever you come to a town there are armed children
walking the streets with machine guns - very depressing."
Aside from the cargoes he carries from time to time Hans makes a point
of sailing light and uncluttered - that is without complicated modern
gadgets or typical yacht safety gear. His life is similarly uncomplicated.
Commitments, like nine to five jobs, he avoids at all costs. To be as
self-sufficient as possible, Hans is often out line-fishing and occasionally
hunts goats and wild pigs on the islands with his compound bow. Because of their
increasing scarcity he no longer collects seashells.
As we sat on deck sharing a pot of bean soup and a loaf of Cathryn's rye
bread, Hans sketched out their future plans. "We plan to sail up-island
to Martinique soon and then back to Europe. We may sail west into the
Pacific next year. I have an idea to build a 75-foot traditional Polynesian
voyaging catamaran to do some exploring in the Pacific."
Update: In 2005 Hans did sail Rapa Nui
across the Pacific to New Zealand where he sold the boat. Her new owners
have been sailing Rapa Nui out of Australia and the Coral Sea. In 2007
Hans built his new 70-foot
polynesian catamaran in west Africa and sailed to Brazil with plans to
carry on to Trinidad, Panama and back to the Pacific in 2008. Click
here for a video.
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