Good Evening from Lossiemouth
What a day we have had!
When we woke in Helmsdale this morning (from 6am onwards) it was blowing a hooley and the forecast wasn't looking hopeful for the day ahead. Don decided that we should have a leisurly breakfast and then once we had cleaned up and sorted ourselves out we would take a look at the weather again. As the morning wore on - after bacon softies and huge flasks of tea we all got ourselves kitted out in the varying layers of clothing, from the very inside to out it was up to a maximum of six layers! We all looked like Michelan men by the time we were ready. By ten twenty we had let the ropes go, the decision had been made, we were heading for Lossie! By ten thirty the sails were up and we were skipping along. It was lumpy and very exciting! We took the head sail down for a while and motored with the main sail up, with just two reefs. This stabalised the boat in the heavy seas.
We sailed/motored for a couple of hours and then the conditions were slightly better and the head sail was hoisted again. We managed to sail for over three hours with both sails at full whack! (Not a nautical term). It was brilliant sailing. This little boat sits in the water beautifully. She doesn't take on water when she hits big waves and she feels very comfortable even in heavy seas. I am well impressed by her (and by Donnie's sailing skills).
Something funny happened yesterday - wasn't going to publish it but the more I think of it the funnier it gets. Mind you, I am on my second (plastic) glass of wine so it may seem funnier!
I had to pay a visit to the Head (nautical term) in the afternoon and if you can imagine (not a pretty sight) me wearing four layers on top and three layers on the bottom it isn't easy to squeeze in to a small cubicle (now renamed the phone box as it is the best place to get mobile phone reception) and do the necessary. Anyway, I had finished what I had to do and was trying to pull my clothes together, in the right order, when the boat swung round and I clattered against the door, it opened, I fell out, banging my right arm in the process on the edge of the door. Oh the pain! It was really sore! Not only that but I hadn't managed to get all of my layers sorted out so I was half in and half out of my layers lying against the door of the head wondering what on earth was going on. It surely must have been a massive lump of sea or some other emergency!! No such luck! My big brother had lost his hat over the side and the guys forgot about me and immediately turned the boat around to retreive the hat!!! They didnt't even have the decency to shout 'Coming about'! Anyway, I am glad to say all is well that ends well. Alec has a hat that has salt stains on it and I have a bruise on my right arm worthy of a good story!!
What is a trip like this without a few laughs - at my expense!
I have to go now. Little Don is breaking out the bond!
Sailing by.
Lakota Crew
PS - Thanks to Irene and Stella and Eileen for visiting us tonight. I was great to see them.