Dear Greece and its crowd of cats!!
In France, a yachtman told us that their cat was a Greek cat who had climbed on board by pulling himself onto their mooring ropes... he had never left them since! One of us, excited by this story, had hatched a secret plan to come to Greece for adopting a cat... Project aborted at the last minute on the quay... and anyway, cats never want to go on the Sweety!
- We have too much sails on, here, can we reduce it a little?
- Dunno, we get an awersome speed !...
- Yes, but it’s hard to keep the course !
- Don't worry, I'll help you in the gusts!
- Puuuuush
- But puuuull
Sometimes when you're on a sailboat you feel like you're on a horse! Ours is rather stubborn like a mule...
(well, we accuse it to clear ourselves of the fact that we should have reduced the sail...)
- Oh look!!! He waves his arms regularly!! No doubt, this man needs help!
- He doesn't answer the radio!
- Let's hurry and maneuver!
- I remove the pilote!
- Free the sheet!
- I'm gybing the mainsail!
- I'm passing the jib!
- ... You don't need help...?
- Well no, I was saying hello...
- Ah because it's the SOS sign when...
- And you, do you need help?
- Eh?
- ... A small tool perhaps?
It's funny, in fact, we are often offered tools, we thought we were pretty well equipped...!
Well... we must admit that we also said hello a little too enthusiastically which cast doubt to the boat we were greeting on a Sardinia-Sicily crossing... ahala, a youthful mistake...
