day three

[Charlie_Thompson]

stayed in whitehills last night pansys original port due to a little steering problem with steering - sqeaky noises and dugga dugga sounds. Just made it in before nightfall, I am now officially known as chief ladder man as well as my other varied and essential roles - leaping salmon and mountain goats were mentioned. due to the stress of tying big knots in rope as thick as slesses neck and only having mastered the going up the ladder bit I was forced to remain shoreside in me nice green wellies with only a bottle of speyside malt for company until the lads sorted things out on deck. Few pints in the local madhouse where we met an old fella who's great grandad owned the first pansy. Earlyish start as we'd moved her to a safer mooring point and we had to wait until half tide before our little stumpy boat ladders reached high enough to let ladder boy do what he does best. Mark had done a few things with what they call "tools" when I wasn't watching so everything fettled off we went. We had Rattray head to contend with - the dodgiest bit of water so far, 3 conflicting tidal flows, huge underwater bank and weather forecast of 5-6 we reaching 7. Then things went all interesting! Bbl to finish report as this och aye phone. We are layer up in Peterhead and glad to be alive! Marc has only just recovered from the world's first known case of "sea phlegm-ness" and we're pumping water out of my lovely living room (the carpet will have to can). Mark's squirting toothpaste into the cracks that have opened at the mo. pansy performed well though in

[jason]

you can not just leave it there - glad you're all ok. Keep us all informed of your progress as it goes on.

[pottsy]

Glad to hear you are all ok. We need progress reports as we have been wondering all day how things are going. Keep up the good work cabin boy

[mark]

Err....

Bit 'lumpy'

F7+ 30foot swell of Rattray head. Accidentally set fire to the posh couch. Ell putting anti foul on the roof - just in case, toilet on strike and backfired on ell ( might of been personal) couldn't get a word in edgeways with Peterhead harbour master who wanted us to stand of because crispin couldn't get into the marina toilet

Worst of all the lemons floated off down the saloon somewhere

[SIXFOOTSTEVE]

Mark forget the crew ......save the lemons .
Stay safe chaps ,we're all behind you

[pottsy]

Stay safe chaps ,we're all behind you

.....lets hope we are in front of you and the boat is heading south

[mark]

Mark forget the crew ......save the lemons

Not sure which is which though

Seriously BIG sea though. Absolute nightmare. The bovril fell out the cupboard and still hasn't surfaced

[boblydon]

hope your ok lads, what with no reports and no boat at st peter's yet, just called in about 5pm when i got back from leeds....was going to buy you's a celebration drink