Thursday 12 November 2015

Depression

No, not me. I mean out over the Atlantic somewhere.

We'll make the final call this evening, but I've got to admit, Cardiff is now looking quite unlikely for the weekend. We might just squeeze in there just ahead of the really heavy stuff on Saturday, but we'd have a hat full of it for the ride back to Portishead in the early hours of Sunday. In the dark.


On the bright side, that would mean that I'll be around at the Lake on Saturday to help out with the Safety Boat training (which is fun, as a good part of it it involves capsizing dinghies for the crews to rescue) and I have a willing volunteer lined up to crew Buffy with me on Sunday.

If it really does come in at F6 gusting 8 then that could prove quite entertaining.

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