Capt. Mooron wrote:

Aye Lad!!... That It Was!

Aahhaarr, Cap'n!!


I'll be posting pics to webshots shortly! Cliffs that plunge 230
meters of undulating laminar bedrock with vertical bedding plains to
isolated beaches cradling the surf of a blue sea....... whales
breaching within view.

It's a "Scotland" on to itself with majesty. I couldn't recommend it
more... and I'm more than well traveled.

Short of the whales (didn't see any), that reminds me a bit of Mull - there
are some high, steep cliffs round the west side. Little single track roads
winding their way up around them.


Hope that Spurs you to Adventure! ;-)

This week's little adventure was a broach in the Sonata during Wednesday
night's race. Beating in gusty conditions, we were in the lee of one of the
bridge piers and got a bit of a knockdown. Crew on the windward rail all
leant forward to keep the weight up as much as possible. Before we knew it,
the boat had slewed and we were into a bigger knockdown on the opposite
side - it's amazing how fast the windard rail can become the leeward rail
and dipping under. It's amazing how fast the crew can move when they realise
that they're knee-deep, getting deeper, and liable to slide off. :-)

By the time we got the unintentional tack sorted out, we had tack again
immediately to avoid hitting the bridge, which brought us onto port tack -
then we had to avoid a bigger boat on starboard coming straight at us. Only
one bootful of water out of the three of us (one guy had light foulies on
that didn't velcro around the leg). Grins all round. :-)


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