I met a gang of sailers down at AYC, another Mirror and two 125s, with the rough plan that we would sail over to Point Cook for lunch.
We passed a dad and his two kids in a mirror powered by oars alone, out fishing past the Red Stick. I invited them to come down next nice Sunday with their sails and mast.
The wind was flukey on the way over, and Daniel lost faith that the wind would hold, so he turned back.
Federico and his partner in their fibreglass 125 were way the fastest, and they shot over there in no time, but very patiently waited on the beach while the rest of us made our way.
We had a very pleasant lunch on the beach. Every body was quite chuffed to actually go somewhere in their dinghy, compared to just sailing around the buoys. Federico and partner were asking whether there were beaches round the point, and I sensed they are keen to explore further.
The wind kicked up for a rollicking good run home. Oz slept most of the way.
My go pro decided to malfunction again ... not sure if it is on the way out. Perhaps its battery is fading. And I gouged a bit out of my hand when the wind caught the boat while launching with lots of distractions. But it was a grand day out.
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