Ships Log 8/13.
Both the Admiral (current owners wife) and the Rear Admiral (owner to be's wife, mine) came aboard The Spoon for a little show and tell, quick sail and lunch on board. The day began well with great weather. Motoring down river the wind was looking favorable and this was certainly going to be a successful event. As you can tell the Rear Admiral is not the most adventurous type and still needs convincing this whole sailing this is a good idea.
On top of this she had attached half a patch behind her ear to avoid motion sickness.
We hoisted sail and I had the boat healing, getting smiles from all aboard. Now I am certainly not the expert, but out in the bay, the sky aways away, was looking awfully grey and seemed like coming up quite quickly. As skipper of the day, I suggested to return to the Marina, tie up and have lunch on board. On the way in, the Rear Admiral took the tiller while I flaked the main, furled the jib, attached covers and did what ever you call, getting the boat tidied up before bringing her in. I took over the tiller and reduced speed as we entered the Marina. The current owner took the hook and stood by as I gently (so I thought) steered her into the slip. Shouts came to put her into neutral. I saw the owner use his body parts to stop us from smashing into the dock. Phew, just made it. All is quiet! Nothing is said. I can only imagine what was going through their minds. The boat was tied up and bumpers put in place. We ended up having to eat lunch in the cabin as the rain came down real hard. A little leak here and a little leak there, all things to look forward to to do once ownership was taken over. After a gourmet feast we checked out items on board. With a lull in the rainfall, we sent the ladies to the car whilst the men cleaned up and locked up. Walking up the dock in the heavy down pour, I said to the owner, Guess I need a little more practice docking the boat? He was kind enough to reply with, "all in due time".
After dropping off our hosts, driving home, I asked "So what do you think?". The reply was silence. Taking my eyes off the road to look at her, the eyes where closed and the ZZZZZZ's where beginning. Guess the medicine worked. Later that night after she woke up, the answer was "It was great, I enjoyed myself!"
Maybe this is a great idea!!!!!:dance:
Both the Admiral (current owners wife) and the Rear Admiral (owner to be's wife, mine) came aboard The Spoon for a little show and tell, quick sail and lunch on board. The day began well with great weather. Motoring down river the wind was looking favorable and this was certainly going to be a successful event. As you can tell the Rear Admiral is not the most adventurous type and still needs convincing this whole sailing this is a good idea.
On top of this she had attached half a patch behind her ear to avoid motion sickness.We hoisted sail and I had the boat healing, getting smiles from all aboard. Now I am certainly not the expert, but out in the bay, the sky aways away, was looking awfully grey and seemed like coming up quite quickly. As skipper of the day, I suggested to return to the Marina, tie up and have lunch on board. On the way in, the Rear Admiral took the tiller while I flaked the main, furled the jib, attached covers and did what ever you call, getting the boat tidied up before bringing her in. I took over the tiller and reduced speed as we entered the Marina. The current owner took the hook and stood by as I gently (so I thought) steered her into the slip. Shouts came to put her into neutral. I saw the owner use his body parts to stop us from smashing into the dock. Phew, just made it. All is quiet! Nothing is said. I can only imagine what was going through their minds. The boat was tied up and bumpers put in place. We ended up having to eat lunch in the cabin as the rain came down real hard. A little leak here and a little leak there, all things to look forward to to do once ownership was taken over. After a gourmet feast we checked out items on board. With a lull in the rainfall, we sent the ladies to the car whilst the men cleaned up and locked up. Walking up the dock in the heavy down pour, I said to the owner, Guess I need a little more practice docking the boat? He was kind enough to reply with, "all in due time".
After dropping off our hosts, driving home, I asked "So what do you think?". The reply was silence. Taking my eyes off the road to look at her, the eyes where closed and the ZZZZZZ's where beginning. Guess the medicine worked. Later that night after she woke up, the answer was "It was great, I enjoyed myself!"
Maybe this is a great idea!!!!!:dance:
