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Many thanks Gents for your welcomes. Besides spending my early years at a South coast town my first real interest and addiction for the sea began when Mum and I sailed on one of the Lavender liners, to join my father in Kenya in the mid 50s. That was the period when ships were the primary form of long distance transport. A time when ships looked as they should. Graceful and not floating tubs. It was a childhood adventure of extremes. A gale in the the Biscay, to the searing heat of the Red Sea, spiced with the novelties of foreign ports. No longer can one readily experience buying curios from Bum boats, whilst at anchor.
It was whilst in Kenya I developed the life long zeal for sailing, assisted by an African fisherman, kind and willing to take me with him in his outrigger to the offshore reef. Other than that I was left to figure out the art of sailing in a Heron dinghy. That more or less covers my early salty years.
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