Thats the one, can't for the life of me remember it's name, bobbed around at anchor overnight having first caught 26 mackerell that the doom slayers said weren't around, bbq'd them on a deserted beach, well not all of them cos that would be greedy. Kept the others and gave some to a french man in Newton Ferris for 3 bottles of wine and gave 6 to the harbour master in lieu of fees. Sometimes life is good.