True 'sailing" experience

02 Dec. 09
Don’t think we will remember how to sail anymore it has been that long since we have last been to the boat. Read some guys blog the other day and he said something that really makes sense when it comes to sailing. He said that it takes ten minutes to learn 90 percent of what you need to know about sailing and you will spend the rest of your life trying to get the other 10 percent.
Lola and I have been discussing the possibility of opening a different business that is dependant on only the two of us as opposed to having a whole lot of minimum wage employees that have the sole purpose of driving me insane. We will keep you informed on the decision, and the progress.

07 Dec. 09
Saturday morning we went to the spar to get rolls, ice and salads for the weekend but the spar had none of the above. This was at about half past 10 in the morning and I told the manager that he has a badly organised store, he started to explain about the ovens that need to heat up but I don’t really care about that, all I wanted was some rolls and how does he bake the salad in the oven, not to mention the ice. So off we went to Heidelberg pick and pay instead. Once we got on the water Lola hoisted the main sail and we were off in a northerly direction sailing at about 2 knots. I opted for this direction so that we would be beating into the wind on our way out but would be able to have a good fast run back with the wind from behind on the return journey. All of us, especially Kyle, are nervous at the moment due to the last couple of rough sails that we have experienced and I wanted to make the trip as enjoyable and gentle as possible for him and us in order to regain some confidence.

09 Dec. 09
We just made it back into the marina when the wind picked up and the hail and rain started to bucket down, I think: had we been caught in that, that would have been the end of our sailing trip and a camper would have replaced the yacht. We spent Sunday repairing one of the many window leaks. The stripping out of the window was pleasant enough but once we got the window out and cleaned off all the old “ silicon” we discovered that we did not have a silicon gun with us in order to replace the window. I went into town but all the shops were closed except for the jet ski shop and they where kind enough to give me an old broken one which they had lying around. Lucky me I thought, and I have to say thank you to the mechanic in the shop for searching through his workshop and finding this for me. The rest of the job did not go well and with the use of the broken gun I managed to get “ silicon” everywhere. I also taught some new language skills to the rest of the people on the marina, sorry people, I apologise. Because of the leaking window, one of the bed cushions in the bow went mouldy and had to be recovered so we took this to an upholster, wow there goes my Christmas lunch, it seems every time you look at the boat it costs more money, and the list of repairs seems to never end but gets longer and longer.