much to the amusement of the crew !
14.10.2009 - 15.10.2009 28 °C
I forgot to mention on my Turkish blog that I fell in.... It had been a hard days sailing, and in the evening we arrived at coldwater bay, an Idyllic spot where you anchor off and take a line ashore. There are no roads in or out, and the only restaurant is a short paddle away in the yachts dinghy.
AFter some slow food service, and fairly quick beer service, we all ended up a little tipsy. Being the skipper, and clearly the most responsible person, I decided that I would take the painter at the front of the dinghy when we paddled back in the dark so that I could be the first aboard the yacht and gallantly help the others up. Contrary to my usual habit of tying the dinghy to the yacht before boarding, valour got the better of me, and as I knew better, I simply grabbed the ladder at the back of the yacht and started to step up. I hadn't reckoned on the fact that there was a bit of a swell, and at that moment, the yacht pitched up, the dinghy pitched down, and they separated, with me hanging on betwixt the two. The yacht and dinghy parted company gracefully and I eagerly tried to bridge the gap.
Sadly for me, the back of the yacht was a tad wet, and I slid slowly, but calmly down the transom..and promptly plopped into the murky (but warm) waters below. The last thing I heard before disappearing under the waves, was raucous laughter from the three most unhelpful crew in the dinghy. They described the scene as that of a cat scurrying frantically to hold onto a sheet of ice.
I could have sworn as I slipped below I felt a helping hand on the top of my head push me under. Needless to say, I bobbed up a few seconds later, glasses and flip flops still in-situ but I had lost my camera from my top pocket, and my mobile phone took an unhealthy glug of salt water which started to fizz the battery and elctrics. Fortunately for me, I had put the swimming ladder down before we went out (something I always do) and I stepped aboard in fits of laughter.
To compound matters, I ruined my mobile phone which was in my pocket, and dropped my digital camera to the bottom of the sea. In the morning, I spotted the camera on the sandy bottom, so I promptly donned my snorkel and fins, dived into what I thought was a couple of metres of water, only to find it was more like four metres deep, and on the way back up, having grabbed the camera, I bust my eardrum...very painful, and foolish. But I did get the SD card out of the by now ruined camera and have the photos to prove it...