Ice breaker

It must have been a tad chilly overnight as the harbour was frozen in the morning. Eve wielded the brush as an ice-breaking tool in the front of the blow-up on the way out to Freyja so the ice didn't cut the thing in half. Fair puffed Eve out thrashing about with her broomstick so early in the morning but it was worth it in the end.

We had a fantastic sail out into the Minch and back to harbour later. Just lovely. Sunshine at times too. Freyja went well although we did notice the mainsail has been somewhat re-modelled by the wind at the top pointy bit. Need to get the needle and thread out on that and, put a couple of cleat things on the boom to fix the string that holds the sail down a bit - reefing I'm told. So much to do.

Of course we did!

The sun was shining and there was a nice little breeze. We got the engines for the blow-up and the boat going so we went out for a little sail. Just a little one but it felt good.

Dingy dinghy

We got rid of the green slime in the dinghy floor and on the outside with the stiff brush. The motor was re-fitted and new fuel put it so it started easily. We took it out to the wee Freyja and scrubbed her bottom a bit too.
It wasn't even that cold!

Post Festive Sail

Despite the weather - sun calm seas and what-have-you - we took ourselves out to the boatee just for a check look-see. Only we couldn't get the small mechanical paddling device going in the blow-up no matter how hard I pulled on the rope thing. Actually, that's not entirely true, it did start but didn't keep going. Eve rowed the thing out to Freyja in the calmness of the inner harbour enjoying the late summer we never had.

Freyja was just fine though. She's survived storm after storm on her swinging mooring collecting half-eaten beings deposited by passing gulls on her foredeck. The old Parsun o/b started on the third pull so we took the opportunity for a quick turn round the outer harbour - w

ithe sails up and intially flapping about uselessly. The breeze did come and we bobbed across the outer harbour on the big swell invading the area.

What a lovely if brief sail on a wonderful day.

Time to reflect

After the recent terrible happenings in Paris by the Idiot State, a sail in the harbour was just what was needed to lift the spirits.

Our thoughts are with the people..

Wee breeze coming in

Although it didn't look like it today on the island.

The year keeps giving

Whoa!

Glad we hadn't taken the boat out the water. Today was magnificent. The sun shone, the waves wobbled a bit and the breeze was just dandy. Took off across and out the harbour into The Minch before sailing back in to help Admiral Gerald raise his oversize matchstick on Ammonite to hang his bed sheets from with a few other good folks.

I mean, it might have been nicer if I'd remembered to take the flask of tea and the buns we'd bought. But all in all a lovely November days sail.

Eve wonders how big the bow waves would be from the temporary island freight ship.

Admiral Gerald wonders why his oversize matchstick is leaning to one side!