Last weekend we took our last sail of the season. Although it's been a warm fall, it's also been a windy one. But that's perfect sailing weather you say. Not so for this still-new crew. Many a voyage has been called off on account of swirling seas that far exceed our skills (and my bravery).
These gusty days and nights are a departure from the stillness of August and September when we'd make it midway out and then just bob up and down and up and down. Such is the downfall I suppose of a sport that depends wholly on weather.
All in all it has been an excellent year on the water. We found and launched a boat that we love. We purchased the very last space at the boat club just blocks from our house. We learned to sail and then mastered the basics of sailing on our own in no time at all. We didn't tip or fall out or have to call the shore for help.
And we've already begun plan next summer's expeditions: a trip to Baddeck, a trip to Ingonish, a few overnights and hopefully the chance to race as crew on some of the other boats in the area. Until then The Indefatigable will be tucked up against the house getting all sorts of cutting-edge upgrades like a radio, a barbeque and a bathroom.
Skipper out to sea.
Still not tired of sunny sail photos.
Skipper back to shore.
The Seven Seas cruise ship. It almost ran right over us. Then all the passengers out on their balconies waved to us as they passed by. It was scary-nice.
Such hard work.
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