
That night we enjoyed the company of Simon and Bruce from Absconder over a few home brews. We all agreed Absconder deserved the prime spot after having mistakenly sailed within the firing zone, only to be reprimanded over the VHF and warned off with a fly by low over their mast by a fighter jet giving them a good fright!

240 volt power was swapped for DVDs, sprouts for coconuts, rowlocks for guides and we both headed off to our next destination hopeful to catch up again somewhere along the way.

1 comment:
Now that sounds exciting. Can you organise a fighter jet attack on my next visit?
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