The confessional...........

Making the boat turn 360 degrees in Swansea lock when my slip line got stuck, proved categorically that the lock is just over 12.6 m...

Telling Boss we're good to go, slipping lines then remembering the dog is on next doors boat..

I could go on, this is a funny light hearted thread, either everyone else is super competent or not prepared to share their booboos?! :)
 
Arriving at Lochinver perilously close to last orders. Dropped the hook, snubbed the boat, leaped in the tender and chugged to the jetty, to be greeted by the harbourmaster.
"Evening. How far's the pub?"
"Just a wee stroll" (nodding along the road).
Amused pause.
"But I wouldnae be in quite such a rush" (nodding back the way we'd come).
The mainsail was still up.
 
Went ashore for supper, pulled dinghy up on the beach. Several hours later return and Boss says "haha, someone didn't pull their dinghy up high enough". Yep, our dinghy afloat... Nice swim to collect it though :)

Perhaps there's a market for a book entitled "how to liveaboard somewhat badly at times"? Hehe, wouldn't change a thing!
 
spliced a nice new painter for the tender, fitted it and threw the old one into the tender with the intention of tossing it in the rubbish when I went ashore. When I got back to Stingo, a tad worse for the weather, I grabbed the first piece of rope I recognised and leapt aboard. Yep, I'd grabbed the old painter wrapped it around a cleat and only then realised the dinghy was drifting off.
 
Trying to get a flying start from Poros before the super yachts started their onslaught. Slipped the stern warps, gunned the throttles then saw SWMBO up front start making unintelligible but graphic hand signals. Had 40 metres of chain and anchor dragging under the hull before I realised I hadn't thrown the breaker on the anchor switch and we were ploughing through the anchor chains of said super yachts. Quite an audience as we spent the next hour untangling the mess.
 
Once managed to drop a slip line in the water as I reversed out of my mooring and got it trapped in my prop. Also reversed out once I couldn't work out why the yacht was doing a nice 90 degree manoeuvre until I realised I'd left a stern line on...

Strangely I am rather paranoid about my lines now, which is no bad thing.
 
Ok, Edited highlights of a selection.....

Reversing onto a Greek Quay, really cocky as I was using the anchor winch control from the helm. Could not work out why the anchor would not take until the onlookers on the shore stopped laughing enough to point out that the anchor and all the chain was neatly stowed in the dinghy I had tied onto the bow.

Again, reversing onto a Quay (a very long time ago when I was even less competent than now). It was a solid wall so I sort of thought that throwing the engine into forward would mean we would stop really quickly with all the wash from it against the wall. It did not and there was an earsplitting crash when I hit it. This was not helped by the silence afterwards when all you could hear was me saying 'Damn, I was counting on the brick wall to stop me!'

Arriving in anther Greek anchorage which involved anchoring and running a line to a tree. The place was full of a sunsail flotilla who told me that there was no room. I ignored them (like you do) and then promptly picked up three or four anchors in a tangle with mine... The flotilla leader yelled abuse and leapt into his tender, opened the throttle wide to come over and tipped himself out leaving the tender upside down with the engine running flat out (it is amazing how long it ran for before the seawater finally killed it!). Having rescued him, untangled the anchors I beat a hasty retreat. It was only then then that the telephone rang from a very distraught member of crew I had left on the foredeck of one of the flotilla boats. I made him get a taxi!

Having a conversation with a west country harbormaster where I thought he said 'No there is only one mooring line, you don't need a second one as there is enough room to swing. He thought he said 'the stern line must have come off so you will need to set a kedge and recover it tomorrow' Spent a very interesting night at thirty degrees on the rocks!

Having maybe one or two to many drinks and knocking SWMBO out of the dinghy whilst starting the outboard.

I could go on.........
 
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