Where did you go on your sailing boat today?

We are looking forward to the full photo shoot on this one CR.

I just love little putt putt boats. Here is mine.

Cool, Runnings she looks the goods .......... well done and happy boating

hmm, I'd like to be sailing north at the moment.............
Not about where I went on my boat today but saw this on Marine traffic today. I think he has been turning off his transeiver and turning it on for a short period...... imagine though for a minute if you could just take off and overfly a nasty bit of water around a cape and just continue sailing. I used to read a book to my kids when they where small, called The Zephyr, about a boy who could
make his yacht fly!

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Isle De Pines, New Caledonia. Sorry the picture is on its side but it is over the horizon :)

It's OK to use the past tense Cisco. Keith Williams died in 2011.
www.theaustralian.com.au/nocookies?a=A.flavipes
For all his faults, he had a fabulous collection of vintage motorbikes that he used to keep on the island and I got an autographed copy of the auction catalogue when the majority of the collection was put up for auction by Christies in 1994. I couldn't afford any of the bikes.

Nice little winter sail from the mooring in Port Hacking to Balmain in Sydney Harbour (with a lunch stop in Spring Cove).
A bit nervous squeezing this big boat into a tiny and awkward marina berth but it all worked out fine.
Will spend the next few weeks here getting the main hatch replaced and fixing interior woodwork damaged by the leaking hatch.
Will post a few pics on the "What did you go on your sailing boat today?" thread as it goes along so you can share my pain.

Nice little spot in the south group of Whitsunday isles

Chartered a cat in the Whits a while ago took my kids and there partners with me they loved it




this one wanted a free feed

After spending 5 days on the hardstand at Commera replacing the prop, prop shaft, installing a PSS seal, new depth and speed transducers and antifouling I was proud as punch. So I invited my inlaws to join my wife, Debbie and I on a leisurely cruise back down the Coomera River to Southport.

As we happily motored past Sanctuary Cove, I, navigating of my new raymarine e7 chartplotter, noticed the new depth sounder was registering 2 metres, it was low tide and I commented that, because i didnt have an operational depth instrument on the way up the river I was surprised at how shallow the river actually was.

With blind faith in the little 7 inch screen and the clearly marked channel I motored on at a reduced speed. Then suddenly, metres away from the channel marker we ran aground. At this point I decided it was an appropriate time to make a cup of tea. 'Don't worry' i said to my inlaws 'its a very low tide today, by the time we have a cup of tea and some biscuits we will float of.' Which we did.

Emboldened by my success in floating off the mud I continued up the river, with a sharp eye on the depth sounder. I was just starting to feel comforatble when the bottom rose suddenly and we scraped some new antifoul off the bottom of the keel. But, I didn't stop I just kept motoring on until, you guessed it, I ran agound again.

As we boiled the kettle for another cup of tea I was struck by a brilliant idea, I decided to pull the chart out and plot our position. My inlaws were suitably impressd as I plotted the lat and long on my chart but it was then, with them looking over my shoulder that the horrible truth dawned on me. I sat there looking at the chart, desperately trying to think of a way out of this mess that didn't include me admitting that I had sent us up the shallow north arm of the Coomera River rather than down the main channel.

In the end there was nothing to do but admit my mistake, and offer to take them back to the boatworks at Coomera where Deb could drive them home, because the way things were looking I would not be arriving in Southport before 11pm.

Finally after another cup of tea and some bikkies we floated off our second grounding of the day and motored back without incident to Coomera. It was dark when we arrived but I could see the outline of the travel lift and confidently tied up at the floating dock in front. We said our goodbyes and had a good laugh about the unexpected adventure and I casted off and backed out from the dock. I had backed out half way accross the river and was engageing forward gear when i glanced accross at the massive sand pumping vessel, The Frederick, which i had seen dumping sandbags to make the artificial reef at main beach. It was at that moment that the second horrible truth of the day dawned on me, I remembered sailing past the Frederick on our earlier trip down the river, Oh **** I had dropped them off at the Riviera yard.
Just then the phone rang, it was Deb, "the gate's locked" she said "we cant get out."

It was time for the second humiliating admission of the day, "yes" I said "I've dropped you off at the wrong place I will come back and get you."

Happily the rest of the story is only remarkable in that it is unremarkable, I was able to deposit my passengers at the correct location, and even went with them to ensure they were safely out of the Boatworks compound.

When I got back to the boat I had a little talk to her and apologised for being so inconsiderate as to not properly prepare for the journey, no matter how small and simple it seemed, and for scraping all that new antifoul of her bottom. Then we had a wonderful motor/sail back to southport under the full moon.

great shots HG. I must have missed something have you stepped the mast yet?