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HISTORY DARTMOUTH IN THE SECOND WORLD WAR Memories of


George Henry Ridalls DART HARBOUR PILOT


Brian Ridalls’ father, George Henry Ridalls, was a pilot in Dartmouth for more than 30 years – and was part of the team of pilots who kept the harbour going through the hard years of the second World War. Brian speaks to By The Dart about his memories of his father.


eorge Henry Ridalls was born in Sligo in Ireland in 1901, where his father was a coastguard, then part of the Royal Navy. His father was then given a promotion and moved, with his whole family, to the Coastguard Cottages above Compass Cove as Chief Station Officer. George was at school until 1915, when he then joined the Merchant Navy going to sea with the Union Castle line. Starting as an Able Seaman, he worked his way up to Quartermaster, becoming an accomplished sailor. “He came back to Dartmouth in


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1920,” says Brian, “and got a job on the harbour tug, which was called ‘Berne’. In 1924, he married my mother and, in 1926, they started a family when they had me. “In 1930, a job came up – the Trinity


House was looking for a harbour pilot for Dartmouth. Trinity House licensed most of the pilots in the country as well as looking after Lighthouses and large sea buoys, as they still do. My father was an accomplished sailor and having been on the harbour tug for ten years he knew the Dart like the back of his hand,


so he got the job.” George joined a small team of four pilots who were charged with piloting ships safely into harbour. This was no easy task, not least because of the nature of the river at the time. “The river was based around steam ships using coal,” recalls Brian. “There were many ships coming in and out each day, with colliers coming from the Tyne to fill up three large hulks on the river. These were old Ironclad sailing


“I’ll never forget him putting down the receiver and saying “I’ve got to go to the Navy Headquarters”


vessels that had been stripped down to just the hull. Thanks to three large floating grab cranes that we had on the river, the hulks were filled with coal by the colliers. They were massive cranes, and their grabs could hold five tonnes of coal. “Ships would come from the Baltic, fill up with coal in Germany, then stop in Dartmouth and then travel down to Casablanca, before doing it in reverse


back to the Baltic. “My father and his colleagues were piloting ships to Tuckenhay, delivering wood pulp for the paper mill and cider apples too and going all the way to Totnes with timber to what became known as Baltic Wharf so named because of the huge amount of timber from the Baltic that was delivered there.” But the world was changing and coal was being phased out as a fuel. “There were fewer and fewer ships coming into the harbour for coaling, as more ships started to use oil,” says Brian. “The pilots were professional people and if there were no ships they didn’t get paid. The other three pilots all went back to working for the Merchant Navy but Dad didn’t want to as he had a young family.” George was left as the sole pilot as the war started and the harbour filled up with trawlers from the continent. Brian was 13 and recalls it well. “It was incredible: these trawlers, about 80 of them, came into harbour full of men and women with all their belongings on board, “ he said. “They were escaping the nazis. a lot of them settled here too. But because we were


By PHIL sCOBLe George Ridalls shown here on the right.


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