The damaged stanchion base / toe rail after meeting a RIB on the mooring.
Slipping the mooring today to go sailing, plus a bit of a view of the harbour that I’m moored in. Note, contains swearing when I realise I forgot to ease the topping life (dolt) and when my ancient winches do
I won’t say becalmed, but most of my speed comes from the ebbing tide in this video.
As I was coming back from Killiney Bay today, one of the ferries heading for Dublin started blowing his horn. Turns out a speedboat crossed his bow, surfing on his bow wave. Idiots. Lovely day for a sail.