It's been wet for the most part this summer. For sailors that is not a problem; all they want is a fair wind. To that end Iain has been away with friends for one week sailing.
Here they are on their return Saturday when I drove to Kip Marina to collect them using Iain’s big ‘sports car’ *. The couple are Peter and Dilys Macdoanld who live in Gairloch.
The Good News: they had reasonable weather and fair winds and visited many remote anchorages full of wildlife, feather, fur and fin.
The Bad News: Nearing the end of their week’s holiday Iain fell in the cabin in rough seas and cracked a rib in his back, right side. It is similar to incidents before… oh dear! :-(
He is fine, except that he is now grounded in base-camp again and forced to take life very gently. Fortunately, life is quiet at the moment (except for yet another funeral!) so we are at home and sit in the garden when the sun shines.
The Good News: they had reasonable weather and fair winds and visited many remote anchorages full of wildlife, feather, fur and fin.
The Bad News: Nearing the end of their week’s holiday Iain fell in the cabin in rough seas and cracked a rib in his back, right side. It is similar to incidents before… oh dear! :-(
He is fine, except that he is now grounded in base-camp again and forced to take life very gently. Fortunately, life is quiet at the moment (except for yet another funeral!) so we are at home and sit in the garden when the sun shines.
Lovely weather for ducks Photo by Jan Piecha, Flickr
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Two weeks ago I headed to Giffnock to visit some friends. It had been raining with sudden heavy showers. At a point in the road en route to their house, the road dips and rises again. I came upon a ‘lake’ where the water had collected in the dip in the road. Cars coming toward me had stopped to consider this flood; it looked like the water level could be up to the underside of one’s car. With a line of cars behind me and also beside me, all stopped, thinking “Oh hell! What is to be done here?!” I took a decision as if I was in deep, or at least, deepening, snow. I put the car into 1st gear, stepped on the accelerator and headed steadily into the water…. a slight pause midway …. kept my nerve and up … up … up and out the other side. Phew! I certainly am my father’s daughter when it comes to handling cars! When I got home I said to Iain that I was very impressed with that VW Golf! I checked the brakes afterwards… OK. A very good little car!
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