Sailing on a Sunny Evening

It looks like lots of fun!

I remember in my early twenties when me and a mate were asked by a friend of my Dad if we'd like to spend the weekend on his yacht around Poole in Dorset. It sounded amazing and we jumped at the chance.

We were expecting a relaxing weekend of beer and barbecue - after all... the yacht has an engine right?

But no... he wanted a couple of 'hands' to help him out. I was a chain smoking, unfit, underweight slip back then and it was awful! Visions of sleeping under the stars on the deck were soon scuppered when I realised how cold it was out at sea at night. Hands scraped raw from wet rope, vertigo looking up at that sail, and then the bugger got the spinnaker out....

I'd love it now (I think), and we did have fresh crab which was beautiful, but the experience was wasted on me back then.

Hope you're having a good week blippers - hope to catch up soon :o)