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Everyone on this forum Loves boats!
What are the experiences, places, people, and boats that you remember and have enjoyed the most?

For me it is things like,
The first time you put your boat on your berth and EVERYTHING went right. No ropes in the water, or mad crew trying to beat the world record long jump,

Being mid channel on a day return booze cruise on my fathers old 52ft princess on a mirror like sea and being able to see both the French coast and the Isle of White at the same time.


Seeing a sun rise on leaving Poole. harbour to do a charity event, we left at 5am [ had photo but cant paste it]]


With the experience that people here have got you must have some wonderful memories;
I for one would love to hear them!
J.



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1) 1979 - Coming back through Poole between Rockley and the mouth of the Wareham (Frome) river - dead calm, sun shinning, sat on the bow feet dangling, flat out before the speed limits
2) 1980 - Taking the dingy up river from Wareham (under the bridge) abotu 3 miles and then drifting back down - lying in the bottom of the boat half asleep.
3) 2002 - Mooring alongside the pub pontoon in Milford Haven, having a meal and watching the sun on the water with the boat on the end of the pontoon.


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My very first trip in my new Seaward 23 to Carteret (1992) and returning in the evening, West to Guernsey on a still, glossy sea. There was a slight sea mist and the setting sun turned the whole area into a pink "fairyworld"

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1) A red hot summers day with a mirror flat sea and a cruise to remember around the small islands of the Llyn Peninsular. I took an entire role of film on that 40nm trip. I now look at those piccies with longing, verging on obsession, now that autumn is here.

2) Having an entire pod of dolphins travelling along side my boat, right near the helm, at about 15 kts. So close you could see their faces and occassionaly one would leap clean out of the water and pirouet in the air. Nothing short of magnificent.

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1) A red hot summers day with a mirror flat sea and a cruise to remember around the small islands of the Llyn Peninsular. I took an entire role of film on that 40nm trip. I now look at those piccies with longing, verging on obsession, now that autumn is here.

2) Having an entire pod of dolphins travelling along side my boat, right near the helm, at about 15 kts. So close you could see their faces and occassionaly one would leap clean out of the water and pirouet in the air. Nothing short of magnificent.

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1) A red hot summers day with a mirror flat sea and a cruise to remember around the small islands of the Llyn Peninsular. I took an entire role of film on that 40nm trip. I now look at those piccies with longing, verging on obsession, now that autumn is here.

2) Having an entire pod of dolphins travelling along side my boat, right near the helm, at about 15 kts. So close you could see their faces and occassionaly one would leap clean out of the water and pirouet in the air. Nothing short of magnificent.

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The first time I landed on the Great Blasket Island whilst thinking back to the time when I was a kid aged about 8, and my family doctor raving onto me about a book he was reading at the time written by one of the islanders. I actually said out aloud when I jumped ashore "This is for you, Dr. Skinner."

Waking up one morning whilst moored in the middle of the perfectly round Smerwick Harbour, watching the sun come up, the mist roll down off the mountains all around, (drinking a Bacardi & Coke) and thinking "I don't want to go to work tomorrow. I wish this would last forever."

Sitting outside a pub on the Aran Islands, drinking our Guinness, soaking up the sunshine, watching our boat bob gently at the pier whilst looking out at a completely flat Atlantic Ocean. The only, only time I've ever seen the Atlantic flat.

These are three memories that immediately come to mind.

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Well you should have come here alot sooner then shouldn't you and saved us all having to regurgitate it.../forums/images/icons/laugh.gif

Heres a few.

Bardsey Island Lyne peninsular. A very special place and seals that looked to be ten ft tall.

Cruising Ireland especialy Strangford lough.

The West Coast of Scotland. We visited from Wales. Awsome, The Crinan canal, Tobermorey.

Alderney with the sea dead flat.

Cornwall, the Pandora Inn, The Ship in Helford

Long Johns crabs lobsters and scallops.

Holding the boat just an inch or two off the sea wall, while every one walks off the bow.

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Another one!
On a PR trip with my Farther, 10 persons on board again the 52ft Princess, I had just finished bacon buttys and coffee for all, it was mid channel, Brilliant sunshine, BUT visibility was only 2 miles due to a fog bank that seemed to move with us

The sea was totally like a mirror, the boat was like a knife cutting though it, looked like she was cutting though clouds the reflection was so perfect,
I went on to the fore deck, close to the bow and sat down, it looked like the fog banks and clouds were Islands, to much for me so, I started singing Islands in the sun, [hoping now that no one heard me you do not want to hear me sing]
One of the guests on board came up to the bow to join me, I shut up then! We both sat there looking at this almost alien world together, it because of times like that that I go boating!
J

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The day in 1966 when the Royal Navy and United States Navy came to my aid when an Albanian gunboat put a shot across my bows having ordered me to heave-to on .
Then watching them scuttle off when these two Destroyers took up station either side and escorted me for the next 6 hours.

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Coming back into Port Douglas with my two daughters with me on deck having just spent one of the best days of my life snorkling with them on the barrier reef lots of different sizes and shape of boats all heading for hometogether.The sun just about to set behind us.

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Like most of you the best boating moments have occurred on those glassy calm seas most of which don't seem to happen at weekends. But for memorable, being caught out by the wind picking up from the southeast whilst west of Burrow Head, heading back to Isle of Whithorn. Imagine an 18ft. boat heading into short big seas hardly being able to see because of saltwater in my eyes and a bloody great seagull lands on the cabin roof a foot in front of my face. It didn't stop all that long it obviously thought it was safer to fly. It was right as we were nearly turned over by a biggy rounding the Head.

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Crossing the equator and watching Close Encounters on the flight deck with a cold beer /dolphins/flying fish/ etc as company!! and looking up at the sky in the intervals!! WoW!!

Sunrise over the viaduct in Rio???

Gale force 12 plus, in the North sea 90 mile from Iceland (December time ) buckled bow of ship!! when hitting rather large one !! Damn that was cold!!

some brilliant fishing /swimming / bbq's Ascension isles

my first boat

and the stern of my current boat when it leaves my possession!!

julian



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Our first 'long distance' trip to go on holiday in Cornwall. Mirror seas around Portland and Lyme Bay, cloudless skies and the sheer sense of achievement when turning past St Anthony's Head and in towards Falmouth.

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