I started sailing when I was eleven years old, although some kids, like my boyfriend for example, start even younger than that.
My parents were working for the year in Poole, on the Dorset Coast and we were living in Hamworthy which is on the outskirts of the town and situated in the safe waters of Poole Harbour.
Every morning I would watch the brightly coloured sails of little sailing boats set off from Rockley Point, across to Sandbanks on the opposite shore before returning home in the afternoon, and sometimes I would walk down to the sailing school at Rockley Point to watch the children as they brought their boats up the slipway and then packed them away.
It looked like great fun and I loved swimming in the sea, so I could only dream about what it would be like to go with them one day. I didn't need to wait long... my parents had noticed me gazing out the window every morning and they surprised me with a weeks sailing course at the same sailing school.
No comments:
Post a Comment