gravygraham
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It'd been such a long time I'd almost forgotten I owned the old girl but I received a text on Friday from brother in law Ian threatening to gather a crew for Lady Louise as the weather looked good for Sunday (today). This morning's forecast promised slight conditions, 5kt winds, sunshine and occasional fog so we took the plunge and cast off. Bugger was that fresh out on the foredeck but enjoyable all the same. The wheelhouse windows steamed up with the heating on so off it got turned and we opened up the doors and a window and kept our hats and gloves on instead.
This is the crew. Would you trust them on your boat?
We didn't go far out, only about four or five miles. Ian thought he'd discovered a hot-spot wreck for fishing on his ever-so-slightly dodgy ex naval software - you know how it goes - someone in the pub etc . . . Anyway we got straight to it but it turned out there's a problem with the service batteries, or whatever it is that charges them so we bottled out of dropping thirty metres or chain in case we had to get it all back on board by hand!
This is Mark with the catch of the day.
After Mark hauled in his biggie (well it was big for us anyway) and faffing around for a bit trying to 'hover' over said wreck we came closer ashore into about four metres of water and then dared to drop anchor. It turned into a pleasant few hours made entertaining by two of the crew (gas engineers by trade) trying to light the hob for a brew. I suspected it was the cold as I thought butane cylinders wouldn't give off gas in temperatures below 5 degrees. In the end it was the electric gas safety switch which the skipper had forgotten to turn on. /forums/images/graemlins/blush.gif
Here's me with my first cod. Not huge but son Jack enjoyed it for tea with a tin of beans. Ray Mears eat your heart out.
Anyway, the batteries lasted long enough to lift the anchor and off we poodled back to port with smiles on our faces. Who says you need tropical seas, palm trees and Sunseekers. They might help, but the bottom line is a bit of salty water, something that floats, and some friends to share it with. Enjoy.
Graham
This is the crew. Would you trust them on your boat?
We didn't go far out, only about four or five miles. Ian thought he'd discovered a hot-spot wreck for fishing on his ever-so-slightly dodgy ex naval software - you know how it goes - someone in the pub etc . . . Anyway we got straight to it but it turned out there's a problem with the service batteries, or whatever it is that charges them so we bottled out of dropping thirty metres or chain in case we had to get it all back on board by hand!
This is Mark with the catch of the day.
After Mark hauled in his biggie (well it was big for us anyway) and faffing around for a bit trying to 'hover' over said wreck we came closer ashore into about four metres of water and then dared to drop anchor. It turned into a pleasant few hours made entertaining by two of the crew (gas engineers by trade) trying to light the hob for a brew. I suspected it was the cold as I thought butane cylinders wouldn't give off gas in temperatures below 5 degrees. In the end it was the electric gas safety switch which the skipper had forgotten to turn on. /forums/images/graemlins/blush.gif
Here's me with my first cod. Not huge but son Jack enjoyed it for tea with a tin of beans. Ray Mears eat your heart out.
Anyway, the batteries lasted long enough to lift the anchor and off we poodled back to port with smiles on our faces. Who says you need tropical seas, palm trees and Sunseekers. They might help, but the bottom line is a bit of salty water, something that floats, and some friends to share it with. Enjoy.
Graham
