Sunday, 30 October 2016

The cat's whiskers

Only she is certainly not a cat, and only has one whisker.

It's working beautifully though. Ghosting downwind, sails goosed, hardly a whisper of apparent wind. Tide is giving us 5kts, sails adding another for 6 over the ground.

Very pleased with the new pole. Without it the jib would be collapsing, the main slatting, the boat skewing with the tide and Dad nagging to put the engine on.

Nowhere in particular to go, peace disturbed only by the distant purr of traffic around Clevedon and the faint trickle of a very slight bow wave.

Perfect Sunday.

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