Glad we hadn't taken the boat out the water. Today was magnificent. The sun shone, the waves wobbled a bit and the breeze was just dandy. Took off across and out the harbour into The Minch before sailing back in to help Admiral Gerald raise his oversize matchstick on Ammonite to hang his bed sheets from with a few other good folks.
I mean, it might have been nicer if I'd remembered to take the flask of tea and the buns we'd bought. But all in all a lovely November days sail.
Eve wonders how big the bow waves would be from the temporary island freight ship.
Admiral Gerald wonders why his oversize matchstick is leaning to one side!