It's been a week of over-indulgence: food, drink, family and four gigs (above snap was from last night) but frustratingly no sailing. Although I did get down to Brixham with Dad for a day between Christmas and the New Year to check on Petrella and get a couple more "five minute" jobs sorted. But the whirly-gig at the top of the mast was clocking windspeeds gusting up to just shy of 40 knots, so there was absolutely no temptation to cast off and go for a sail, despite the shelter of the bay.
I don't do new year resolutions, but I am resolved to spend as much time sailing with the new boat as I can over the coming year. Very fond of her current base in Brixham, but seriously thinking about trying to move her to Queen Anne's Battery in Plymouth sometime in the next month or two. Being 40 miles closer to Cornwall feels like an increasingly attractive idea, the more I think about it.
Meanwhile though, we've been trying to arrange to have her pulled out somewhere for a couple of weeks of TLC. That's proving to be something of an unwelcome adventure, and another incentive to move to QAB, which has it's own boat yard attached, unlike Brixham. Keen to have a look underneath anyway as it's been a twelve month since she was last on the hard, but at the very least her anodes will probably need renewing.
Happy New Year. It's just another day, really, but in any case, may 2024 bring everything you wish for.
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