We got on a dolphin hunting boat (pixels only), then travel to Russel which has deeper water for the sailing boat.
All is looking good, there are clouds and light winds, so no stress.
We wait on the Russel harbour for our ride, from the brochure a twin hull cat.
Alongside comes a huge racing boat, it's so famous that the "lion" trip is the only description necessary in the boating world. We are not of that world.
The skipper gleefully explains he is steering, his opo Paul is in charge of us and we are MUSCLE.
That's me, sally, annie (a small size in the petite range ) and john who tries hard but he talks better. We replace an 11 man crew. HELP
It cannot be to bad, sally goes steering.
Raising the main sail Tony ( what a sense of humour) says " half way there", we are dead, having serious muscle burn. Fortunately we finish just after his comment, we are too tired to abuse him.
All is forgiven after his wicked BBQ lunch.
New cannon fodder turn up at lunch, all is good in the world.
We kajak in the harbour, cruise back tired with a touch of sun/wind burn