Typically, the annual late Cruiser supper marks the official close of the season
when we Cruisers reminisce about the good times we have had through the year in
the 25 or so events that the Cr/Committee have put on. Friday 14th October was
A healthy compliment of members sat down to a great supper of tasty Gammon in
sauce (Chairman's favourite - thanks Maggie) followed by Summer Fruit Tart -
another popular choice.
Most of us decided to team this appropriately with what
was not quite the last of the summer wine, whilst viewing the member's action
photos on the large TV screen. Over coffee, Maggie outlined some of the upcoming
events for 2017 which, among many other attractions, include a Cruiser race to
the Channel Islands and an ICOYC charter cruise in Finland (briefing meeting on
4th November). Watch this space...
One thing is for sure, you can never be certain about the weather at this time
of year, however, this sometimes has its advantages. A couple of the Met' models
I viewed suggested that it would drizzle rain for a good part of both Saturday &
Sunday. In defiance, Saturday dawned with bright sunshine which continued all
day to oversee our short hop across the Solent to the Medina.
Thus encouraged, seventeen boats made their way up to The Folly and it wasn't
long before kettles were on the boil, corks were heard popping and out came the
cake. The 'official' pontoon party was scheduled for 18.00 at which point of
course the forecast finally caught up and by 17.45 the Heavens opened with a
Naturally Royal Southern members, being made of sterner stuff, donned
oilies for the first time that day and umbrellas materialised leading to several
juggling acts between bottle, glass and brolly. Unsurprisingly, the brollies
Aperitifs, nibbles & much conviviality later, the party duly broke up pending
preparations for supper, some setting off for the pub across the river, some
hosting supper parties on board and some dining cosily a deux, all very
Sunday morning and your correspondent was awakened early (at 06.00) thanks to
the incessant drumming of rain on the coach roof. There then followed, for me at
least, one of those exquisite moments in life when you realize that:
(1). It is disgustingly early on a Sunday morning, (2). It's still dark. (3). We
are moored to a mid-river pontoon with nowhere to walk apart from to the end and
back. (4). The ferry hasn't started yet. (5). Probably no-one else is awake.
(6). No-one else knows I am awake. (7). As already declared It's raining. (8).
As a result of the preceding 7, you've amply justified your case for another
half hour or so where you are... I mean, how many reasons does one need...?
As the Sunday forecast (and actual) showed no sign of improving, added to by the
advent of a rather gusty breeze, Maggie, having previously canvassed the
Cruising Committee announced that sadly, there would be no model boat race this
year. (I agreed to this as my own entry, equipped with high velocity Invisible
infinity drive, still needed a little work - but come next year...).
All of a sudden, Sunday roast at the Club seemed like a very good idea!
"Early Morning pre-departure inspection of the Fleet”.