Well sit down and read this post with a stiff drink in your hand.

Started off quite early. Was down at the Marina at approx 6:30 am for an early sail as the breeze was a good 10 to 15 knots and due to abate by the early afternoon for a lazy end of day on the water. The Mac sits on her trailer with the mast up. (Thats the big stick that supports the sail in case some of you are wondering

As I pulled out before I jumped onto the Wharf the Mac went side ways on the trailer. Silly me forgot to close the water ballest valve and she started to weigh in over the trailer wheel arch. Got caught up and started to be towed back up the ramp before finally letting go. All good a little dent in the guard that should be knocked out fairly easily. After coming back from getting the tyre inflated, park car and trailer and meet partner on the Mac. Start up motor and wait for an acquaintance to meet us. Check for tell tale sign of pump working on outboard. Nothing. Waiting waiting waiting...Stop motor and inspect before engine over heats. Finally after doing some Abra Cadabra stuff I see water coming out. I quickly have mind flashes of my noggin on "Time Magazine" Genius fixes out board motor pump with telepathic cursing thoughts"

Anyway...Acquaintance turns up puts his 2 cents worth and we head out to the sea proud as Punch as we see all the other boats still tied to their moorings.
Out the break wall to go and harass a real ship. A Passenger liner. Pacific Pearl at anchor about 600 metre off Mooloolaba Beach. We harass her like you see those tourist harass those English Queens guards with the big bear skin hats where they can't move or come at you. We motor around and right in front of her bow taking selfies. Enough sea larkin. Theres a breeze eager to please so hoist the sails and kill the noise. Well...this is sailing. A perfect day.Not a cloud in the sky. Not to hot,not to cold and a great early morning breeze. Acquaintance who seems to be a bit of a know it all is crewing. He's a bit slow on the winches but its not a boat he is use to so all is forgiven. The Mac heals over several times with the 150 genoa. I constantly loose control and she rounds up. Not to bad but not a fan.After boating around for a little while "old mate wants to get into close to shore off Mooloolaba. I oblige as the surfs not rough. He wants more selfies off the beach. They are having a huge day on shore as there is a National Iron man 70.3 mile marathon going on. Over 3000 athletes all with their support crew, ground crew,media and passenger ship tourists its BIG! I get in nice and close before we tack. Old mate stuffs up the tack. Were in irons and sailing backwards. He was to slow with the headsail lost the sheet which tangles around the shrouds in the fresh breeze. Not good as now can hear the breakers quite close. He's fiddling around and my partners face goes whiter then the breaking surf. We can easily see the sand on the bottom of the ocean.
To be continued after 100 views.
