Day the Seventh

Seriously great night, Saturday, with Bill, Marty, Dave and I telling our sides if all the great yarns we have from when we were flatting/studying together. I haven't laughed so much since last time we were all together. That's 25 years ago. I'm only just getting how good an idea this trip is.

Dave left for work about 5.30, poor sod. I suppose someone has to make sure the petrol gets made.

Sunday morning Bill, Catherine and kids took Marty and I in their boat. It's called "Burgess Isle". It's a boat with a history. In the early '60s, the lighthouse keeper on Burgess Island, the furthurest out in the Hauraki Gulf, had two spare houses after some automation of the light. He used the end of one house as a boat buliding shed and built a very pretty and seaworthy boat out of the rest of the house to take himself and family in to Auckland. 25ft, entirely made of recycled kauri, and now fitted with '70s Danish (see, got it right this time, Bill!) Bukh marine diesel lifeboat engine of 20 very lusty horses. It's a wee cracker and after dropping Cathrine and kids back to the car, we sailed out to open sea in fine style! Bonus for the day was a kahawai caught on a spinner. However, the sea claimed two sunhats so we were one down overall.




Ratings:
Me: 11/10. Really, does it get better than this?

Daisy: 10/10, parked up all day but looking a little restless and fidgity.

Pie: N/A It was a non-pie day


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Location:Tudor Collins Dr,Warkworth,New Zealand