Farley’s Friday: A Wheaten Terrier and Kite Boarding

Farley here.

My life is so exciting, and sometimes that excitement seems to happen on the trampoline of my Lagoon 380 Catamaran.

I hear the roar of a kite coming close and I bolt from a deep sleep on the floor of the port cabin to fully alert in seconds. I know that noise.

This usually means a large, bird-like thing is chasing on of my humans.

I reach the tramp, looking left and right for the danger. It’s hard to hear through all this wind. My stomach is churning, my heart is racing.

And then, I can’t help myself. A bark explodes from my throat.

“Go faster,” I bark at Bruce. He’s the guy in trouble.

He zooms by our bow.

Farley and Kiting

“Look out. It’s coming!” I bark.

The silly man waves as he rips by.

Then, in a sudden move, Bruce turns around. Unlucky for him the flying creature turned with him.

“It’s still there,” I bark, sure in the knowledge Bruce can hear me and will speed up.

They keep going unit they are  out of sight. There’s nothing for me to do but to go back to my napping.

You’ll be happy to know I saw Bruce at dinner later, and he’s fine. I guess he outran the monster.

Woof Woof.

Sailing, Windsurfing and Kiting

Sometimes during the fall it seems like all we do is work on Mattina to get her ready for the season. Although I love this part too, the fun bits come once we reach the Bahamas.

Kiting and windsurfing in an isolated anchorage with 20 knots of winds makes a pretty good day.

Windsurf Kite

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Windsurfing and Kiting At Compass Cay

#sailing Our friend, Wayne, is on the kite board. Matt, my husband, is on the windsurfer. Both are  having an exciting ride in the shallows between Compass Cay and Pipe Cay, Bahamas.

This is a high tide ride only.

At low tide, the sand shows through.

The game for the week was to hit the beach about halfway to high tide