Day 123

G Girl.

Gregory’s Girl.  I finally wrote that letter after enjoying yesterday’s sail down the Fal Estuary with Volker.  The truth is I need to get her out of my system before I can focus on other boats.  I’d like to know what she is, who made her, do some research but I need also to think realistically about moorings for a 40ft boat.  Not in Penzance harbour that’s for sure.  I don’t really expect to hear back from the owners of G Girl, but hey, at least I tried.

And what’s it all about anyway?  Falling for a boat that belongs to someone else?  It’s madness, as is the harebrained idea of driving the bus loaded with tools to Cadiz and taking the ferry to the Canaries, spending 6 months ( a year more likely) sorting out the boat and learning some Spanish, going nuts, quite likely going broke!  Best put it down to the perpetual sunshine of La Gomera last Autumn and the fizz of tropical fruit in the blood.  Think again H think again…

Surely I could be happy with a smaller boat too – from what I’ve seen already there’s plenty of choice with twin keelers up to 32ft that would sit safely on the mud in Penzance.  Low to no stress, everything in place.  Why make life so damned hard?  Why indeed?  G Girl…