End of another sailing season

A week ago I collected Wild Goose (E20202) from the Beach and took her home, stripped her out and the next day took her down to Chipping Onger in Essex where Gerry Ledger is going to repair her battle damage and fix a few other things that need doing.

Today I collected PoppyCock from the beach and she is now snug in the garage awaiting my Daughters loving attention over the winter. I say 'My Daughter' because Emma is buying Poppy and is going to sail her in the new year 'up north' somewhere in the vicinity of Newcastle.
So yes Chris if your reading this I'm sorry but you're gonna have to find another boat to buy but

I am sure that you will (and I haven't fogotten the £10 I owe you).

All that is left is for Billy Boy (the ancient 420 in the picture above) to be collected and stored away somewhere. Although I am tempted to leave her there a while in case I get an opportunity to take her for a spin on a nice day (Hope springs eternal in the human breast!).

Ideally I would like to do a spot of racing over the winter somewhere but its a cost and time thing. The new term has started and I have lots of study to do and plenty of work.

The beach was looking stunning again but somehow a bit desolate. The lack of water doesn't help but somehow the emptyness of the seascape echos an inner feeling. It's not a bad feeling, a bit sad but I guess thats ok. Next season is not that far away really.