When she sees us setting up down at the beach, Lena who minds Ozzie for us sometimes, has been keen to get her son Connor to come out for a sail with me. Poor lad got marched down at 8.30 on the 22nd and shipped aboard as crew. It was a steady southerly, nice and steady, quite the sort of sailing I like. But I think not that interesting for a teenager. I put him on the helm but he handed that over pretty quickly. We sailed over past T28, and luckily the seal was home. On the way back, the crew retired to the shelter of the dodger and went to sleep for most of the rest of the trip. I don't think that my sort of sailing is all that engaging for that age group.
Coming back into Altona we met Mark coming out in his brother's Dolphin, a lovely open sailing boat. I dropped Connor off, then went out again for a sail around with Mark.
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