Well, the southerly wind kicked in, and down I went to the bay. Got a prime parking spot too. Then I pulled out my sails and boom to start rigging up, then went to get my mast. NOT THERE !!!


Well, just sat around and stared at the water for an hour before going back home - very annoyed, and not looking forward to the chores I had to do when I got back. I'd had a shocker of a week at work, and had been looking forward to getting out Sunday arvo no matter what it was like.
Aaaaauuuugggghhhhhhhhhhhh!
(Thanks to the nice fellow who offered to lend me a mast,

but alas by that time, it was almost time for me to go home.)

Poor Harrow.