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Seduction, intoxication! on the Solent in July

No wonder men spend millions on yachts when they look like this!

There is a seductive beauty in the sweeping lines that cut through the water, the huge towering sails. Add speed and danger – no guard rails on these yachts – and that beauty moves from seduction to intoxication.

The crew’s heads just visible give a sense of the scale of these vessels. And even though today was not particularly windy (a miserly F2 – 3) the J-class yachts streak through the water. No sound as they approach, at first far off, then suddenly they arrive, tear past and are gone. Thoroughbreds indeed!

The Solent with the Isle of Wight in the background (plus the inevitable groupie boats…).

The massive sail snugs the deck – no escaping wind.

Forty crew. Watch your step, if you slip you swim. We don’t turn around.

And when the race is done the yacht cruises back to port, serenely.

Down with the mainsail. Home. A good day’s sailing.

Now I just need to become a multi-millionaire, so I can have one….

If you enjoyed this post, try:  Bit of rough won’t stop me sailing    or  Oyster Smacks and Sea Dogs


Bit of rough won’t stop me sailing!

It may be the middle of August, but that doesn’t mean placid hot weather on the south coast of England! Oh no, gale force winds and choppy seas is what we’ve got. But that just makes it a bit more exciting…

Hope he's got waterproofs on...

Winds gusting up to Force 7, enough to topple a catamaran head over heals, and enough to just give us the slightest intimation of what a heavy sea might really be like. But just this side of gusty for us all to keep smiling and enjoying the choppiness (Isobel had a faint moment, but a tot of rum sorted that out).

Not too much sail now...

The kids loved it. Charles thought it was ‘sickage’ (no pun intended there), and Immy grabbed the wheel and turned into Jack Sparrow. “Blast ’em with the guns” she kept shouting, as she dished out the orders. Not quite sure who she wanted to shoot at….?

He should be up the rigging!

A natural captain

When I had my go I missed a gust of wind, the boat turned sharply and I almost tipped everyone in the drink.

Mind you, this one looked like fun. I would love to go on a cruise in a boat like this. I’d be turning into Jack Aubrey myself!

Square rigger

Can you see the men?  There are 3.

Not for the faint hearted.

This boat was a cracker. Zoomed past us at a huge rate of knots. Built for speed and she knew it. Next time, next time…

A racer!