The week has fled by. The weather has been a bit calmer this week, a bit wet for walking the dogs at times, not that Jack or Boo seem to mind, but not cold.
Dad and I got down to Calstar last Saturday to check on her, and found her intact and whole, with just the slightest puddle of rainwater to mop out of her bilges.
Her fenders on the side opposite the finger pontoon, hung there to guard against any potentially clumsy neighbours, had all blown up onto her decks, but that, and the puddle, was the only sign of the storms she'd weathered across the previous week or so. Portishead is a very sheltered marina.
On Sunday, Amanda and I raced the Albacore at South Cerney. The club didn't fare as well as the marina. Some boats had been flipped in the storm of the previous weekend, and the windsock was showing definite evidence of the weather that had blown through.
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| photo: sue cowlishaw |
The day was blustery, the wind gusting into the high 20's, but the sun was bright. The conditions increased for the second race in particular, of the 18 boats that started, 4 failed to finish, and the Safety Boat was kept busy supervising the frequent swimmers.
It was a beautiful day to be sailing however.
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| photo: sue cowlishaw |
This weekend is going to be busy. I have a gig tonight and tomorrow night, both of them expected to be lively, late nights, then I'm due at the Club again first thing Sunday to take my turn driving the Safety Boat. The forecast looks like it'll be quite fresh, not as blustery as last weekend, but from the northeast, and still gusting into the 20's.
That should be enough to keep me entertained.
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