Well, a remarkable day in many small ways. For the first time I rode my motorbike to Avalon and back to see Jack Sprat . Despite being over 500k it was enjoyable, energising and ”affordable", as they say. In my pack I carried my new $50 dinghy, some tools, coffee and swimming gear in the panniers. When i arrived the dinghy was quickly bloated and we floated out to Jack. Due to the moderate NE'er blowing, I rowed a more scenic route through moored boats; ooh, there's a green hulled Walker 28 ketch, a nice Top Hat (just like my first offshore sailboat), a Mach II Columbia 28. Bulky, but practical I guess, and a 37.5 high sided racing yacht. They all looked lovely today. A glorious, wondrous feeling came over me, I so want to live this life full time. Little Jack , was hunkered down into the sea like a sniper, but with powerful lines and a keel to match. She was sitting above her lines. Phew, with a leaky stern tube seal, that's a relief. The clamber aboard from my Ex