Well my walking ballast, the boy next door, was unable to be my ballast today.
However the weather was superb, the sea was flat, so I decided to go on out on my own.
The ramp next to my front garden is very handy and with my SIB trailer I was able to launch and recover all on my own. I went out past the Kings Reef Buoy and up to the cliffs at Nigg Hill. The sea really was flat. I switched off the engine and just sat in the SIB and drifted for a while enjoying the view and without a care in the world.
Anyway, eventualy after about 90 mins I made my back to the ramp. The tide was in so I did not have far to move the SIB. The first picture shows the ramp and my house is just to the left. You can see my Pirate Flag flying in the garden. Second picture, close up of said flag.
Third piccy. Looking down the ramp. Fourth piccy, the ramp from my garden. Fith piccy, one the other way for good luck.
When I got back her indoors
had some nice filled rolls and a cuppa waiting for me and we sat at the bottom of the garden looking at the sea sparkling and the huge clouds. Perhaps she isn't so bad after all - er indoors that is
Anyway, I know that it's not much of an adventure compared to you big Ribbers but at least I was out there.
Someone asked me just the other day, "so why did you move to Scotland?" As they say if you have to ask then you wouldn't understand.
So, if you are up this way, drop in and perhaps I'll give you a go in my SIB (grown men have shaken at the thought).
Keith (no clocking in) Hart