7 years ago, it was what started my love affair with RIBs.
Went out of the River Fal into the Falmouth Estuary, then past Black Rock and into the sea proper for a bit of a wazz.
We were well kitted up in thermals and immersion suits.
Was blowing a hooley and the sea state was confused which made it damned good fun.
It wasn't tiring in the respect of physical excursion but more on the concentration side.
Was in a 5.4m with a 90 on the back.
I blinkin' well loved it.
We were supposed to be fishing but that went straight out of the window when my Bro in law spotted the waves outside the harbour.
Hopefully will get to do it again this year, tow the old girl down for some skippin'.
A boat is not truly yours until you start fixing the things that you have personally broken.