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| This was taken at Hollingworth, my brother helming with a friend at the club - Ian Midgley, his family had the VW dealership in Keighley |
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| This was on a holiday at Salcombe, brother helming with his wife Anne, both sadly no longer with us.
Ours was a beautiful wooden clinker built racing dinghy, Impala, but only a Mk6. Members at the club were racing Mk16s, and one was an ex-national champion. We were hopelessly uncompetitive, but we had a lot of fun.
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Lives of great men will remind us
We can make our lives sublime
And,departing, leave behind us
Footprints on the sands of time.
Footprints, that perhaps another,
Sailing o’er life’s solemn main,
A forlorn and shipwrecked brother,
Seeing, shall take heart again.
Longfellow
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I saw a jolly hunter
With a jolly gun
Walking in the country
In the jolly sun.
In the jolly meadow
Sat a jolly hare.
Saw the jolly hunter.
Took jolly care.
Hunter jolly eager-
Sight of jolly prey.
Forgot gun pointing
Wrong jolly way.
Jolly hunter jolly head
Over heels gone.
Jolly old safety catch
Not jolly on.
Bang went the jolly gun.
Hunter jolly dead.
Jolly hare got clean away.
Jolly good, I said.
Charles Causey - (24 August 1917 – 4 November 2003) was a Cornish poet, schoolmaster and writer. His work is noted for its simplicity and directness and for its associations with folklore, especially when linked to his native Cornwall.
It is almost impossible to take a lousy photograph of any boat powered by sail as these photos seem to affirm. Whereas someone staggering along a country lane, borne down by a full rucksack, looks lugubrious at best, penitential at worst. My brief encounter with sailing in the Bay of Biscay and off the Brittany coast opened up a world that I'd bypassed through ignorance and that was now beyond reach. A tiny tragedy to go with the aesthetics of yachting. If I look back I remember two things: the shifting impermanence of the sea and the art-form of the winches. God-made (?) and man-made. There's a liveliness about these two pix which lifts my heart, something to counterbalance the remembrance of Nick at the end.
ReplyDeleteRR - I too had similar feelings expressed in your last sentence when I awoke these photos from hibernation.
ReplyDeleteThanks for sharing your photos Conrad. There were a number of small vessels on the lake but I didn’t take photos of them. There were also quite a few paddle boarders which looked good fun. I’m glad that the pictures brought back good memories for you and R.
ReplyDeleteNext time I go I will try and pick out the view.
AlanR - I am pretty sure the photo was taken from the premises of the sailing club, but not sure of the exact spot.
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