The reason we went up to Cumbrae last Saturday was to do our RYA sea survival course (there's a reason for this - of which more anon...).
On Sunday night we pulled Cowal off the water (no insurance on a mooring at this time of year) which involved me rowing out to her in the BiC thing.
50 metres short one of the rowlock sockets gave up the ghost, so I'm left doing my world famous impression of a sh1te hawk with a busted wing. A young gentleman from a hardboat gave me a tow with his SIB and trusty Yamaha, so that part ended well. I thanked him, and I hope that one day he'll see the light...
Anyway, this evening I, she and two pals were partaking in the PHT, and having a natter with Mine Host.
It seems that the owners of the HB (parents of the young gent) had invited a couple of their mates for a wee swally on board last night. Time to go ashore came, and one of the guests slipped off the stern and missed the tender.
The water here is 6 degrees C.
He was wearing jeans and t-shirt.
He was in the water for less than 2 minutes.
He is currently in Arran War Memorial Hospital being treated for hypothermia...
...as the man said, "Let's be careful out there".