Yachting tales of the unexpected

With hindsight, July was a bad month to get married. We rarely celebrate our anniversary on the actual day due to visitors, guiding tourists, or interesting sailing events – but I did mean to be home the evening before that special 10th anniversary.

I had my cousin David crewing, and we were bringing back from Lerwick. We’d had a night in Whalsay and an early start to get the tides right for going through Yell Sound –