BLUEMOMENT

It's twenty to ten at night, bit cold, and peeing down at our mooring.

Meanwhile the cabaret has just started; someone in swimming trunks (no wetsuit), is waterskiing through the moorings, taking off from the Shuna sheep transporter......

Whatever next?

Good on them, that's the spirit.

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Ah, the perfect peace of a West Highland anchorage . . .

That wid disappear with the arrival of Shard anyway....

I have a 200' floating rope I can tie the dinghy to for situations like that. It blows & shears about quite a bit. It could end the "entertainment" quite quickly * spectacularly if deployed with care.