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My first sailing experiences were with my school sailing club in an
ancient Enterprise, E517, with a wooden mast and cotton cruising sails,
on Rickmansworth Aquadrome more than 40 years ago.
This gentle introduction to messing about in boats led to more
serious dinghy racing later. At Birmingham University I discovered that
fresher lady sailors were good fodder for crews and catering – but not
much else. This unsatisfactory situation was solved by starting a
ladies sailing team for the University, and campaigning the various
leagues of the time with much enthusiasm and some success.
At Birmingham I teamed up with Ian and later married him. Many
friends of the era went on to become big names in sailing – but for some
inexplicable reason we decided to go for conventional jobs and keep
sailing for fun.
We sailed various dinghies on the open meeting circuits, taking it
strictly in turns to helm, but with Ian’s results invariably better than
mine - Larks, Merlin Rockets, National 12s, Graduates and Fireflies in
the Midlands and the North-west. The children’s first boat was a
Cadet, built by Grandad in his dining room, before they moved on to
Toppers and Lasers.
A mad friend with a Sigma on the Mersey estuary gave Ian his first
taste of big boat racing, and we decided to start acquiring the RYA Day
Skipper, Coastal Skipper and Yachtmaster qualifications. Courses
in the Solent and Scotland, flotillas and bareboat charters in Greece,
Turkey and Croatia followed – all great fun!
The attractions of the Solent finally prevailed and we engineered a
move to Hampshire in 1998. RS200’s at Hayling Island Sailing Club
were an obvious choice, and we loved the sea sailing, bigger winds and
intricacies of tide in Chichester Harbour.
Then one Easter, a little after a significant birthday milestone, an
over-enthusiastic gybe in a force 5 near Mill Rythe buoy in Chichester
Harbour had us bobbing around in the water in drysuits, struggling to
pull the asymmetric down, with several knots of tide tugging at us.
The attractions of a cruiser with a cabin, kettle and wine suddenly
seemed overwhelming. We bought Joy Elizabeth a Moody 29 shortly
afterwards.
The MOA has provided many friends, some great social evenings - and
introduced us to the immortal Boppit. Last year, however, our
aspirations had grown, JE was showing her age, and the opportunity to
trade her in at Premier Yachts for an Elan 344 proved irresistible.
We remain staunch MOA members, and by adoption, we and Zephyr are still
welcome at MOA events. I still have hopes that in time we may
acquire a centre cockpit, aft cabin Moody – but who knows.
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