And so the messing about began! Winds were virtually nonexistent. I began the morning with able crew Jacob, age 7. His shark fin PFD set the right tone for spirited competition. Alas, it did not intimidate the winds into blowing.
|Getting things ship-shape|
|The crew puts their game face on: this is serious biz!|
|Sometimes, the biz is somewhat less than serious|
|Whoop-whoop!! A touch of wind appears|
|Zzzzz... the touch of wind has gone|
We pulled up to shore for some well earned rest and crew change. I set out alone for the second round of Messing About.
Keep a close eye on Kathleen Marie to the left as she gets smaller and smaller with each frame:
|The Bolger looms large|
Again, watch as IAZ,P shrinks as time passes:
|"...simply messing about in boats"|
Why do those other boats keep shrinking?