Weather woes

So here I sit, alone, on a 14 million euro super yacht in Cannes at a time when England play the mighty Australia to stay in the world cup competition.  Should be an exciting time right?

Not so

Currently there is a huge thunder-storm sitting directly over the boat, lashing it with hailstones and 40 knot winds.  That alone is not so bad.  I mean, a huge electrical storm directly overhead and I am sitting inside a carbon fibre boat, now soaking wet with a mast nearly 50 metres closer to the storm than everything else around me.  You shouldn’t need to be a rocket scientist to know that carbon is one of the most electrically conductive materials known to man.  Risky business this yachting lark.

But please spare a thought.  My TV connection is via satellite, not through a fibre cable under the road.  Storm clouds block satellite transmissions perfectly.  Electrical storms interfere with the signal, then block it, just to be doubly sure you can’t watch it.

No problem, Radio 5 live – I streamed the Welsh game on my phone on the drive down.

My french IP address gives me away – cannot stream the game on 5 live – of course they never told me that, I was listening to the build up right up to kick off when they cut the program.  So now I am reduced to the text only stream on the BBC website and now England are 3-10 down !!!

And the storm just knocked out my shore power too – still, I can use the heat from the generator to dry out my pumps that got wet in the storm 2 days ago.

I think I will stay inside until tomorrow and fix the shore power then.

 

Yachting is such fun


2 responses to “Weather woes

  • j.cooper

    Hi Wayne,

    Interested to read your latest issue and you can’t half pick your spots can’t you. When sitting on a comfy sofa somewhere with beer in hand, do you look for long range weather forecast sites that give the possibility of Armageddon, then think, ‘that’s for me’.

    We’ve just watched the latest from your neck of the woods and things look hairy to say the least, so even the playground of the rich can’t escape nature, it makes me think that I’m lucky to be a slob and sit here in sunny England.

    The beautiful Monica and myself thought we would drop you a line to let you know that we are thinking of you and to state the bloody obvious, ‘take care of yourself’ mate and let’s have a beer when you’re back in dear old Blighty.

    Keep smiling M & J.

    >

Have a moan - the beers are on me !!

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