WHITEHAVEN
MARITIME FESTIVAL 2003
Report
and pictures by "DJ" Liam
Display by Highlight Pyrotechnics, Runcorn

There was no need
for the alarm this morning - I was already wide awake with excitement!
Looked out of the window and it was a glorious sunny day. Perfect.
I got dressed into
my Dolce & Gabanna pants and Versace t-shirt, had some breakfast,
packed my bag and headed out of the door. Just a quick 5 minute drive
down to the harbour and I was ready for action. (Note: I didn't really
have Dolce & Gabanna pants and a Versace t-shirt on!)
 Arrived
at the firing site and met up with fellow local firers Dave, Peter, Alan
and Chris. We engaged in some jolly banter whilst awaiting the lorry full
of pyro to arrive from Liverpool.
The first minor disaster
of the day. The lorry was stuck in traffic on the M6, and wouldn't arrive
till 10:30. After much deliberation we decided on an action plan. We would
eat bacon sandwiches and drink cups of tea until the lorry arrived! The
cooking was done in the back of a 1953 Bedford van. Nothing but the best
for us!
Hurrah!
The lorry finally arrived and it was jammed full of pyro. Spent the next
20 minutes removing all the cakes, shell racks and other assorted odds
and sods, and somehow managed to cut my arm in the process. I battled
on though. What a trooper! After all that hard work it was time for another
cup of tea!
Started
putting the shells into their mortars. There were 243 x 3", 90 x
4", 60 x 5" and 12 x 8". As you might imagine, this took
some time. Especially as they had to have the fuses held to the side with
elastic bands. Yes, that's right, I put elastic bands around 243 mortars.
Tedious isn't the word!
Next
I was given the task of sorting out the problem ones with Chris. Some
of the strings of shells didn't have long enough fuse on them, so it was
a case of snipping the fuse in half and adding an extra length of blackmatch.
I was slightly worried that if some shells didn't fire it would be my
fault, but everything seemed to be going swimmingly, so I carried on undeterred.
The sun was still
beating down and I was getting a trifle hot, so I moved into the back
of the lorry to work on the mines and candles.
 There
were 35 x 4" mines and 84 candles, ranging in size from 30mm to 65mm.
The candles needed securing with tape to stop them falling over (which
was another fiddly task!) and guess who got the job? Muggins! At least
there were no elastic bands in sight.
 Once
that was done, the mines were lowered into their mortars. I was quite
excited about this part, as; (a) Mines are my favourite fireworks, and
(b) I had suggested a few months earlier that they do a mine sequence,
and here I was preparing it. I couldn't wait to see it in action.
I
braved the sun again, this time to help put polythene over the mortars.
There was no rain forecast, but with being so close to the sea and having
jet skiers nearby you couldn't chance it. Then stopped work to watch a
Spitfire, Hurricane and Lancaster Bomber display. Then had a cup of tea!
Chris, Dave, Alan
and myself had a wander to Tesco's to get some refreshments, go on the
toilet and fill up our petrol carriers. This was needed for the lovely
fireball effect at the start of the show. Unfortunately the harbour gates
were open, meaning we had to go an alternate route through thousands of
people, all seemingly going in the opposite direction to us. After half
an hour we finally arrived!
Finally got back
to site after our trek to Tesco. All the cakes and candles had been prepared
in the back of the van and we were just waiting for the stewards to stop
public access to the pier. For some reason they couldn't do this till
18:00. Still, it gave us time for some more tea and bacon sarnies!
The pier was finally
closed, so we could get to work laying out the cakes and candles. There
were 6 separate sites covering 100m of the pier. Everything was grouped
in site order in the back of the lorry, so it was a quick drive down the
pier, dropping off cakes and candles in the correct places.
Now
came the difficult part. Everything was where it should be, which meant
the wiring could commence. The whole show was to be electrically fired,
which meant the need for lots (and I mean lots) of bell wire. I'm sure
we had enough to go to the moon and back. I would love to explain fully
what went on, but frankly I was confused!
DISASTER! We ran
out of bell wire with only a few more runs left to do. After a bit of
umming and aahing, the plan was to rush to Focus and buy as much as they
had. Luckily it was only a few minutes run away, and me, being the youngest
and fittest, had the pleasure of informing Peter that he was to go!
An out of breath
Peter arrived back with his purchases. They only had a few metres of the
stuff left, but luckily there was just enough to see us right. Hurrah!
Whilst
the wiring was getting finished, I was doing my stuff with the petrol
lifters. This involved placing a bottle filled with blackpowder into a
big metal mortar, securing it with a cable tie and wiring it up to some
bell wire. There were 10 in total. I liked this job. Nice, simple and
not too fiddly!

 Everything
was finished, so it was time to do some circuit checks and then have some
tea and bacon sandwiches and await the firing time of 22:45. As is customary
everyone exchanged pyro stories, which ranged from amusing to really quite
boring. Still, I laughed in the appropriate places to keep team morale
high!!!
The firers donned
their helmets, went over their plans and then took their positions. Me
and another lad (who's name I've forgotten!) watched from the sidelines
as everything was taken care of. It was getting exciting! Only problem
was it still wasn't completely dark. Who'd live up North?!

 Right
on cue the first lot of candles and shells blasted off, followed by a
brief period of just shells. Off went the red and blue crossette cakes,
with some more candles and shells for good measure.
Here
comes my mine sequence! Starting from the right it fired left across all
6 sites, then headed back right. It repeated this sequence and then changed
to firing from the two outside sites in and then the two inside sites
out. Then all 6 fired at once. I must say it did look awesome. In fact
it was probably the best sequence in the show. Am I biased? Yes!
 Some
lovely 4" and 5" ring shells appeared, accompanied by six 49
shot, 28mm silver fish cakes. Numerous candles and shells followed, along
with some lovely orange crossette cakes and then even nicer crackling
crossette cakes. Another couple of cakes called 'double dragon' fired
next, creating some nice silver breaks at a rapid pace. Again, numerous
shells broke above including some rather nice gold brocades with blue
peony core. A gasp could be heard from the crowd as a 5" shell broke
a bit too close to the ground. I thought it looked nice!
 Mayhem
ensued as six 100 shot 'dragon egg' cakes got going. These produced the
most intense crackling you can imagine, and the effect was superb. As
these were going on, the finale shells got going. There was a mixture
of all sorts of effects fired in 3 waves, the final of which included
9 x 3" shells, 12 x 4" shells, 10 x 5" shells and 4 x 8"
crackling crossette shells. These were a real sky filler.
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It's over. 13 hours
of work for 12 minutes of action. I was black, stank of smoke and was
covered in bits of ash and goodness knows what else. And it was wonderful!
The crowed clapped and cheered, the boats honked their horns and I had
a huge grin on my face. I still say a huge spotlight should have shone
on us so we could have taken a bow, but never mind! All that was left
to do was tidy up. This was made easier by the fact that it still wasn't
dark!
Everything was packed
away in the van, and all the large debris was cleared away. Thankfully
my fusing worked, as everything went off, bar 2 candles. (Which I had
nothing to do with). Time to say my goodbyes and go home!
I had a bath and
removed as much muck as I could. Some of it was determined not to come
off though! Had a quick nibble and it was time for bed. The only thing
was, it was getting light again and the birds outside were starting to
sing. Roll on the dark nights!
Awoke Sunday morning
feeling great. Well, that was until I tried to move. No, I wasn't stiff
with all the work - I had the worst case of sunburn you've ever seen!
Report
and pictures courtesy of, and with thanks to, "DJ" Liam.
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