Friday nite
various people agree to meet various other people either on the mainland or (one or two) on the isle of wight. Only a few of these arrnagements will be kept.

Saturday
morning
three of the boats will have problems, but eventually all but one (which is based in mercury so what the heck) will make it out of the harbour.

midday
a few boats make it over to newtown creek where it chucks it down with rain. I will have a row with the harbour fuhrer if i forget my national trust membership thingy again, or otherwise be a bit smug and make as though i might actually be a bigwig in the national trust and be able to sackim.

Afternoon
Some half-baked sailing race is orgainsed but without proper judges it's a bit of a fiasco. Somebody who wasn't in the race and said they wouldn't be racing - wins. The powerboats bomb all over the place and wave whilst driving far too close to the sailyboats but nobody likes to say anything.

Sat Evening/ sun am
The do starts quite early, and goes on very late. Lots of alcohol-fuelled conversation.

sunday am
Everyone has breakfast and a good poke round everyone else's boat which is quite good fun really. At about 11:55 (while it's still techincally "morning") the visiting boats decide to set of home. Or maybe stay for lunch, not sure.