I had intended to sail in the streaker Open meeting. But prudence prevailed and I did not even think of it when I got up and saw wind and lashing rain. But it was sailed and the topper fleet was especially hardy (and young). I watched in pouring rain under threee layers of waterproofs and did a few helpful things.
The baby swallows flew the nest over Saturday night. Two of them came back on Sunday when it rained.
|They look smug more than cute!|
All a bit depressing really - and bad weather due to continue all the week into the next round of races at the weekend. I should be used to dubious weather by now - - but I am not.