Today I helped a Swede, Per, take his boat out for the first time. He'd just bought it. Maiden voyage round the bay in Los Palmas and back into the anchorage. I was given instructions not to do anything. Fortunately I was aloud to talk. In the morning I had been ferreting around with my charts, trying to get into some semblance of order over 88 charts spread over 6 portfolio’s which span the coast from France to Gibraltar. I was eyeing up Per as a possible candidate for their transfer of ownership. It seemed like the perfect hand off. He was going north and like me when I bought them, just starting out.
The pictures are from my phone, thus the stellar quality. Sailing around Los Palmas I was struck by how much I liked sailing around commercial shipping ports. I was thinking about my maiden voyage with Compromise and two friends on the River Orwell. I still smile when I think of the sequence of events as we comically reversed out of the Marina, barely in control and then going the wrong way down the river but things went differently for Per's maiden voyage. Every dream starts somewhere and it was a good day out. It brought back fond memories, sailing on the River Orwell, Vancouver and now Las Palmas.