The Fairweather Sailing Club got out again Wednesday for a splendid bash out round the Reef mark, over to the pier for a coffee, then back. On the way, I spotted a Cat Ketch with tan sails and managed to intercept him so we could have a chat. People have been coming up to me saying things like "we saw you out yesterday" when I know that my boat has been sitting in the driveway. Mystery solved. The owner lives in Altona - how weird that there are two similar unusual boats in the same suburb. He moors up Koroit Creek, so with luck I can get him to show me the channel into there, which would be a brilliant overnight anchoring spot.
I am feeling very energized thanks to a great weekend away with the family. We got a house in Walkerville South, with a fantastic view across Waratah Bay to the Prom, and the best swimming beach a few minutes walk away. Our first getaway since covid, and we were distinctly out of practice getting organized and going, but it was well worth the effort.
Travellers and homebodies, sailers and nailers, it seems that a mix of activities works pretty well. Suits me anyway.
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