I got the Core Sound out on Wednesday for a few hours. I packed everything, but could not find Ozzie's life jacket. It was a relatively light airs day, so I figured we would be ok, as he has learned not to try to get off until I carry him off. But I lost a bit of time searching, and so I was a bit hurried setting up and launching. Still, I got on the water, and round to the Yacht Club to meet Kate at 10.30. And when we opened the door to put her trike away, there was Ozzie's life jacket, as well as my new life jacket, hat and sailing rain coat. I suspect I was a bit vague when I packed up after my last thwarted sailing attempt. (Last week I went down to take the Sabre out but the trailer wheel packed it in - so I spent that day replacing axle and wheel instead.)
The forecast was for very light winds, and I was worried we would be drifting around with the sails slatting going nowhere fast. Luckily, there was plenty of pressure, in the form of a steady south westerly, and we made good progress on a tack over towards Point Cook. There were quite a few gannets out there, dive bombing in spectacular fashion or just bobbing around in groups of three. Magnificent birds. It is one of the great bonuses of having a sailing boat that it is possible to get to see them up reasonably close and in action.
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