Shroud Dancing
04 February 2005 | The prom
Trish
We left Blairgowrie at 11:30, timing the entrance for the tide. Despite my usual beat up, the Heads were calm. We glided through and motored and sailed along the Gippsland coastline to pick�up a mooring at Flinders at 5:30.� Westernport next morning was still calm, so Will was tempted to a few shortcuts over the shoals�until a�nearby breaking wave hunted him into the channel. We phoned Roger and�picked up�him and his friend on Sunday 30th at Warneet for a day sailing around the bay.�Roger got in some steering practice and some shroud dancing. I kindly tryed to include Roger's friend in the sailing thing: after letting him get used to sitting on the boat for a few hours I offered him the wheel, asking "have you ever done any steering?"� Well, I learned he has a couple of thousand hours in navy patrol boats, so he coped OK with Shangaied.
We also caught up with Christine, who kindly drove down to find us at Warneet.�Relaxing on board with a�coffee, she�admitted that in between studying and working and despite many cautions from Aunty Trish she had found time to get engaged to the man from Sydney.