Last weekend I had the pleasure of sailing to France on the luxury superyacht that is Twizzle!
Many thanks indeed to captain Jon for letting me stowaway, and indeed to the rest of the crew for looking after me so well. Especially chef Olly... I don't think this happens every Saturday morning...
After pulling out of Palma, we rounded the south of Mallorca and found that the wind had dropped completely, leaving the water as flat as a pancake and allowing for much tomfoolery off the back of the boat! (Or the 'transom' as I believed it is technically known...)
Then we caught a tuna... gruesome but flippin tasty...
Then I 'helped' with a night watch, which was cool. Pretty different from the day job! Lots of stuff out in the sky (I saw Jupiter and her moons, and the Andromeda galaxy) and there was an eerie but peaceful feeling out on deck between 2-4am..
Next morning was a little rough and windy, but the tuna sashimi settled our stomachs satisfactorily... try saying that fast!
Then it was drill time, when yours truly was 'found' in a 'fire' in the laundry and then stretchered downstairs by hunky firemen and crew members... woe is me!