Port Credit Yacht Club to Newport Yacht Club - 21 nautical miles sailed, 3 kilometres walked
It was time to go home. Our daughter Stella and her friend Anna had arrived late to the boat last night for a visit and sleepover and I made us all a large breakfast of pancakes and sausages, topped with the berries we picked up yesterday. The mini-bananas I had purchased turned out to be complete duds. You know the awful taste you get in you mouth if you bite into a banana peel? Well, the bananas themselves somehow produced this ill effect and my mouth was ringing with banana peel toxins for an hour after testing one out.
By 11 am the girls had left, the day was scorching, and we were on our way home. There was enough wind to deploy the headsail, but we also kept the motor running to make decent time and we were back in our home slip by 2:30 pm. The marina was hellishly hot and I lost about ten litres of fluids carting our gear out to the van. We normally have a gate access very close to our boat, but due to the construction of a brand new club pool in the adjacent park, we have to use the main entrance at the clubhouse which is a half kilometre dock walk.
The rest of our Newporter posse arrived before us and uniformly looked tired, listless, and spent, like us - unmistakable signs of a successful weekend.
And thus ends the 2025 boating trip.
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