When I got up at 08.00 this morning to make the early morning hot beverages I noticed a yacht moored in the bay. I thought it was rather an unusual place to moor as it is very deep opposite the house. It was a ketch with a British duster, all the usual stuff, although the spray hood looked a bit salt encrusted, and the dingy was on board. It hadn't been there the previous evening so it must have come in quite late. It was a fantastic full moon last night which we saw rising over the hill on our way back from the village. Huge and tangerine coloured like a balloon being squeezed from behind the hill.
Half an hour later I got a telephone call from our neighbour to say the boat was in danger of drifting onto the rocks at the entrance to the bay! Our neighbour's husband rushed down to the rocks shouting and whistling to awaken the occupants who were obviously still asleep and unaware of the situation. A fishing boat then arrived with an air horn which did the trick. Engine on and it motored safely out of the bay. Phew!
Wonder what can happen next?
Half an hour later I got a telephone call from our neighbour to say the boat was in danger of drifting onto the rocks at the entrance to the bay! Our neighbour's husband rushed down to the rocks shouting and whistling to awaken the occupants who were obviously still asleep and unaware of the situation. A fishing boat then arrived with an air horn which did the trick. Engine on and it motored safely out of the bay. Phew!
Wonder what can happen next?
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