The good news and the bad news

The good news is that we move out of the pontoons and anchor up in the bay. A giant step forward, this will soon be our only means of stopping! There is a Swedish boat, "Christina" and a Danish boat, "Najaden", there already; so now we have a little Scandinavian colony established outside of Kinsale.

In the morning we do some repairs; I sew a new slider into the main sail, replacing a broken one (our new North Sail!). Ørnulf inflates the dingy, finds the instruction books and reads up on our new outboard. Then I paint a canary-yellow checker pattern over both boat and motor, making them rather noticeable, and, hopefully, less stealable.

In the afternoon the bay is filled with sail. Kinsale Yacht Club has a regatta today. There’s just about every class afloat, from cruising size down to the little optimist dinghy. We have Swedish sailor friends from "Christina" onboard, ringside the races.

The bad news is my camera got stolen today. We think it was taken from the dingy, tied up for a short time on its maiden voyage. We were rather preoccupied with all the new knobs, pull-cords and procedures in the art of dingy motoring. I suppose that's why we managed to leave it, in its water-proof zip-lock bag, behind, under the bench. Sigh. We reported to the Garda. My name is engraved into the camera. That will make the new owners happy. Though only a miracle would make it appear again here.

So sad. I‘ll miss all the fabulous pictures of molten glass forming lovely pitchers in the Waterford Crystal factory.