'twas a year ago this week when we signed on the dotted line, been quite a lot of water under the boat since then (and in, and on and through and possibly up as well), hard to believe, but there ya go, so thought it might be nice to throw up a few photographic gems from the last 12 months, and in particular the wee jaunt back down
A macduff(ish) single malt seemed a fitting way to spend the night before the off
A chicken curry pie and a mug of tea. Its very possible that there's an alternative universe somewhere in which this is the peak of sophistication for breakfast. Hi tech navigation and low tech scran, what more do you need
where I could be found for most of the first day at sea. fixing stuff in the henjin room as it fell off. how I didn't bowk down there still puzzles me, it was dark, hot, filled with diesel and exhaust fumes and bouncing all over the place. Happy days
Pansy does deadliest catch. No 2, desperate to try out his new flotation suit re-positions the fire guard whilst pretending its a lobster pot. If any one is curious as to why and old fishing boat needs a fire guard the answer is fairly obvious - to put around the vinyl seat that caught fire on account of leaning against a hot exhaust
So after the euphoria of gassing most of inverness (see 'what smoking ban' - below) we settled down (and up and sideways) to several hours of Rattray Head's finest weather conditions
the post Rattray head effect part 1 - No 1 goes a bit 'Blakie'
the post Rattray head effect part 2 - No 2 goes a bit dennis hopper and does some more lying down practice
A good omen by all accounts, a wee swallow hitched a ride as we crossed the Firth of Forth. Didn't have the heart to tell him we were going the opposite direction he wanted to be in
as documented elsewhere, after a total hydraulics failure this is what was cobbled together and passed for steering for the last 30 hours of the trip back
No 2 at the, err... helm? well sort of anyway. 2 hour shifts betwixt no 1, no 2 and no3 got us home though
So that was that, a little over a year ago, we brought the old girl down to the Tyne. We've had a few we trips out, but mostly just pulled her to bits, patched things up, burnt loads of bits and pieces, pondered planned and generally plotted what to do next. If all goes to plan (it won't) she should be coming out the water for some major TLC to her fragile wooden bits very soon, and then maybe, possibly even, she might get out there and do her stuff again. Will stick a few more little nuggets up in a day or 2
*No. 2's*
Best thing I've ever done in me life - hang on, apart from that time when ......, Oh yeah and that thing, and OOOOoooooooo I'd forgotten about that and - ouch it hurt but I'll never forget, you get me drift (sic)
Cheers for that skippo.
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