The thing I dislike more then have to put my thoughts into words is listening to my own voice however I’m sure the people around me are getting fed up with me droning on about sailing and boats. That’s the problem with being landlocked, people think I’m crackers for being into sailing, although a few of my friends understand my passion the others, quite possibly my wife and work colleagues are getting fed up of my enthusiasm with the sea.
Well I haven’t but the question was asked on the YBW forums what would be on your boat wishlist if you had won £160,000,000
Here’s mine now it’s sunk in….
We’ve just got back from a night away on Sundance, I say we, Louise and I, little man got left with Granny and Pop back in Welshpool. It was the first time we’ve left him over night, and we were 100 miles away so we were going to make the most of it.
Since getting the diesel “issue” sorted on Sundance I’ve managed to get a good number of sails in with friends without any hiccups and felt confident taking her out on my own. The plan was to leave on the morning tide (about 08:00) and spend the whole day sailing down on the ebb and back up on the flood.
That was the plan but it didn’t quite end up like that.
The weekend started on the Friday evening after picking my best mate up and heading down to Newport. When arrived at the club to find a good few members enjoying a drink and a chat, we joined in and discussed our thoughts for the next day. The plan was to help out the other launches, get Sundance in the water and leave Newport -1 before HW and get to Cardiff on the ebb. This way we didn’t have an audience trying to pick up Sundance’s mooring for the first time….
The boat is about 100 miles away from where we live, to be honest it takes about the same amount of time in any direction to get to the sea, but the drive to Newport is a good one for me. It makes sense that I go down the night before to work on the boat, I get the evening without distractions and I have as much of the next day to finish off what I’ve started, so I decided the end of November would be the first time sleeping on the boat.
I’ve owned Sundance for six weeks now, and I’m itching to go sailing. Unfortunatly I can’t as she had been taken out of the water for winter the week before I viewed her, which is the sensible thing. I’m not ready to sail her, I need to get to know Sundance, learn her little niggles, I need to learn the water we’ll be spending so much time together and listen to the advice and stories from the experienced soles of the sailing club.