You know, it could be worse, you could be unemployed and penniless like me......





Where the bloody hell were you Russ???
I sailed at about 9am with some strange guy, got blown out of the water on my 4.2 and left in disgust, only to hear Bob turned up just after I left and the wind dropped enough for perfect easterly blasts, then I went back about two and took a few pics of Smithy, went out on my 5, the wind was perfect, really constant, not many waves tho, forgot to stop at the beach, landed in 2 inches of water flat on my back, and decided to take a few more pics after Rylesy turned up. So here you are Russ, this is what it was like. Salt, did you say Marty????