Well.... All went well.
Wild, wet and windy ride out to the Gulf.
Ended up with six support/spectator boats - including the famous Hot Lemon, which later roared off to somewhere else at the speed of sound.
Played with HMS Smiter while they fired a cannon.
Waves across the Gulf, those who didn't like sea water could have swum through the rain.
All but one made it across, the one that didn't breathed in a breaker so he was excused, bad luck really.
Eight swimmers made it.
Everyone cheered and a bottle of life giving water was passed around.
The big boats went home and I anchored off Scarba for lunch before a much less bumpy and drier ride home.
Another great day of ribbing on the wild west coast.