WHAT A DAY started off as a maybe day but turned out to be a classic day for sailing Hobarts weather isnt the same for lauderdale thus we were in the eye of a hurricane as it were 5 skippers were in attendance with moderate winds to fill the sails of the 95s with a high tide lapping on the grasses and on the hard Ducks were as usual frollicking in the water and on the grass a truly lovely and tranquil sight to behold The quiteness of the canal was the result of No putt putt group with their noisy wheelchairs and yappin carer’s yelling orders to their patients it was truly bliss So we sailed for several hours just doing what we do best an the rest wish they could be like us but with all pleasant things it had to end as does this cock an bull story BUT THIS PART IS TRUE the gentle giant rang to ask if we were in fact going to sail for he couldnt make it as he was hanging from his barn rafters attached by his “sailing control braces ” waiting for MRS ANDY to deliver his brownie whippin points ……unusual family …..but … So ends a believe it or not story ………………………………………….just sayn