parasail that had gone horribly wrong and ended up in the water?
Or maybe just our final preparations for the RBI by deploying our sea
anchor. Turned out to be quite a challenge draging the sea anchor off
Plymouth, surrounded by eight warships playing chicken with us.
Complete with a fighter plane swooping in at mast tip height, in turn
playing chicken with the navy.
We survived the experience and now enjoying a cold beer in the
sunshine at the RWYC.
Dos Jangadieros.
Hola mis amigos - dos jangadieros? que pienso hay tres jangadieros - El Admiral! Well, all the very best on your journey into the unknown!! Those pesky defence people were there when we went through! Must like the look of your jib! Seriously, enjoy and have a good lunch tomorrow. Look forward to following your progress and here commences the first of many comments. Ciao for now. Love big sis in Oz, Gill.
ReplyDeleteLucky we didn't catch a submarine!
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