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"You're wearing raincoats, you should go sailing!"

It was a rainy Wednesday afternoon and we were just walking around Airlie Beach, getting some pancake mix and syrup (real syrup!) for dinner, when we heard the voice behind us.

“Hey, you're wearing raincoats, you should go sailing”

That certainly got my attention. I try to get more information as the guy walks by, but he seems in a hurry and doesn't want to stop, despite being the one who started the conversation. He's pretty vague but mentions a Wednesday evening sailing race where there's sometimes extra space, pulls out his phone and shows us a couple pictures, and a video, then starts to point to a cafe, then changes his mind and just gives us his phone number, saying to text in a half an hour and he'll tell us where to meet. He says it's free, but generally nice if you buy the skipper a beer afterwords. Not a bad deal!

We rush back to the hostel, drop off our bags, and text the guy, “hey, we're in, where should we meet?”

No response.

We decide to walk into town and then text again, “We'd like to join you for sailing, where and when should we meet you?”

Then we get the response, “We'd love for you to go sailing, but you've got the wrong number.” Classic.

We wander around town, on the off chance we'll see him walking around again, and we start getting desperate. Finally, as a last resort I suggest we ask the Yacht Club. We walk in and I don't even know how to ask, “So I heard something about Wednesday night sailing?”
“Oh yes,” the woman replies, “just go sit at that table and I'll see if any of the skippers are still taking people.

Moments later we find ourselves on a sailboat! A 43' Hanse, With a mix of trying to help and trying to stay out of the way of the crew (4 guys) we get the sails set and head out of the slip.

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Anna and I are positioned up by the bow, out of the way and moving for ballast, and I'm in charge of skirting the sail when necessary.

It was a gorgeous evening for a sail, the clouds lifted and it was perfect. Beautiful. Luckily, the race was just for fun and didn't count for anything, since we came in last.

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Posted by smr1188 17:42 Archived in Australia Tagged boats australia sailing racing east_coast

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Sailing! Love the wrong number part1

by Mama Barge

Anything for a sail, but you got a bargan having payment be a beer!

by Karin and Jim

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