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'Sometimes I thought we'd never get there,' said Virginia Downsborough. 'Every few miles he would<br />

insist on stopping because there was dust in the air conditioner. He would get into such a rage that<br />

on occasions I thought he was going to tear the car apart.'<br />

In April 1967, the Avon River steamed into the harbour at Las Palmas after a voyage from Hull<br />

which the skipper, Captain John Jones, later described as the 'strangest trip of my life'. Apart from<br />

the chief engineer, Jones was the only professional seaman on board. 'My crew were sixteen men<br />

and four women Scientologists who wouldn't know a trawler from a tramcar,' he told a reporter from<br />

the Daily Mirror on his return to England.<br />

Captain Jones should perhaps have foreseen the difficulties when he signed on for the voyage and<br />

was informed that he would be expected to run the ship according to the rules of The Org Book, a<br />

sailing manual written by the founder of the Church of Scientology and therefore considered by<br />

Scientologists to be infallible gospel. 'I was instructed not to use any electrical equipment, apart<br />

from lights, radio and direction finder. We had radar and other advanced equipment which I was not<br />

allowed to use. I was told it was all in The Org Book, which was to be obeyed without question.'<br />

Following the advice in this esteemed manual, the Avon River bumped the dock in Hull as she was<br />

getting under way and had barely left the Humber estuary before the Scientologist navigator, using<br />

the navigational system advocated by Hubbard, confessed that he was lost. 'I stuck to my watch<br />

and sextant,' said Captain Jones, 'so at least I knew where we were.'<br />

As the old trawler laboured into the wind-flecked waters of the English Channel, a disagreement<br />

arose between the senior Scientologist on board and the Captain about who was in command. By<br />

the time the Avon River put into Falmouth to re-fuel, both the Captain and the chief engineer were<br />

threatening to pack their bags and leave the ship. Frantic telephone calls to East Grinstead<br />

eventually led to the protesting Scientologist being ordered to return to Saint Hill and the smoothing<br />

of Captain Jones's ruffled feathers. The rest of the trip passed off without incident, although the two<br />

seamen remained utterly mystified by their crew and in particular by the hours they spent fiddling<br />

with their E-meters.[6]<br />

At Las Palmas, the Avon River was hauled up on the slips recently vacated by the Enchanter and<br />

prepared for a major re-fit. A working party of bright-eyed sea project members had already arrived<br />

in the Canaries, among them Amos Jessup, a philosophy major from Connecticut. The son of a<br />

senior editor on Life magazine, Jessup had gone to Saint Hill in 1966, while he was studying in<br />

Oxford, to try and get his young brother out of Scientology and instead had become converted<br />

himself. 'I was soon convinced', he said, 'that instead of being some dangerous cult it was an<br />

important advance in philosophy.<br />

'I was clear by the spring of '67 and when I heard that LRH was looking for personnel for a<br />

communications vessel I immediately volunteered and was sent to Las Palmas. We were all given<br />

a "shore story" so that no one would know that we were Scientologists; we were told to say that we<br />

were working for the Hubbard Explorational Company on archaeological research.<br />

'On the day we arrived, the Avon River was being hauled up on the slips. She looked like what she<br />

was - an old, worn-out, oil-soaked, rust-flaked steam trawler. Our job was to give her a complete<br />

overhaul. We sand-blasted her from stem to stern, painted her, put bunks in what had been the<br />

rope locker, converted the liver oil boiling room into additional accommodation, put decks in the<br />

cargo holds to make space for offices. LRH designed a number of improvements - a larger rudder<br />

and a system of lifts to hoist small boats aboard.'[7]

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