Emsworth Quay is its usual riot of colour and waterborne shenanigans. As the RS fleet comes ashore, at high tide.
Whilst Slipper Sailing Club members watch for a suitable opening. Their craft rigged and ready.
Launching, as soon as the coast is clear.
A rowing skiff glides in, over silvery smooth water. Accompanied by the rhythmic thud, of oar loom in rowlock. The crew's faces bearing the broad smiles, which a day, well-spent, on the water, delivers.
A youthful couple secretively plans a Sunday sojourn afloat. Stepping out, with their paddle board under arm, amid the melee.
Outside the Slipper, a deal is discussed, for a David Thomas designed (like Missee Lee, my old Hunter Ranger 245) Red Fox. A boat ahead of her time, when launched in the 'nineties.' With innovative twin daggerboards (here raised) and chined, skimming dish, hull. Perfectly adapted to the shoals of Chichester harbour. A chalkboard, propped against her mast, proclaims that she is in search of a new skipper.
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