Yesterday morning we woke up to the sound of cows mooing just outside our hotel window, it was fantastic! After a cosy night at The Bell at Broadway in Ilminster, we were back on the road for the second part of our journey down to Cornwall. As expected, the roads were still very busy (as it’s a bank holiday weekend) but it wasn’t a patch on what we experienced on Friday. Shortly after 12:00, we arrived in Falmouth, greeted the family and immediately had to leave for lunch as Elaine’s cousin made a reservation at a seafront restaurant and, luckily for us, we were just in time. Let’s face it, the sun was shining, we had a beautiful view of the ocean coupled with that all too familiar sound of the occasional seagull calling out, and we were being treated to delicious seafood and wine – can life really get better than this?

Lunch at Hooked on the Rocks, Falmouth

So that was yesterday – catching up with the family and drinking wine. Now for today’s shenanigans…

It was an earlier than usual Sunday morning as we were up early and all excited about – the family superyacht! Okay, full disclaimer, it’s not a superyacht, It’s actually a sailboat, but still, does anyone in your family have their own boat? Exactly, I didn’t think so, and since this is my story, I’m going with a superyacht…

Anyway, the weather didn’t seem great at first. As we were getting the dinghy ready we could feel the chilly winds getting stronger and the clouds were building up. It was one of those moments where most people would have reconsidered their plans for the day, but we weren’t most people, we had a superyacht to get to. And by the way, who wants to be on land when you can be a pirate at sea, out there on open international waters, living the dream, Arrrr!

With our eye patches and hooks for hands, two barrels of rum and flying the black flag with the skeleton head oh so proudly, we left the shores of Great Britain on a dinghy, heading east to our pirate ship, I mean superyacht, I mean sailboat. I might be getting a bit too carried away with this story, but I swear this is EXACTLY how it happened…

Once onboard the glorious Lowen, captain H gave us the safety briefing before setting sail. We were out at sea, wind in our hair and our cannons loaded to take on the Royal Navy, but when the sun came out and the winds started to calm, we decided to moor in a quiet corner and rather have lunch with some beers. I mean, we can lose to the Royal Navy on any other day, right? Now Elaine and I don’t spend a lot of time on a boat, so if we had to judge how good a captain is simply by their sailing skills, our knowledge and experience would be limited, but when the captain of a pirate ship, I mean superyacht, I mean sailboat starts to set up his self-modified Weber for an onboard braai, well, that just puts the captain in a league of his own. So there we were, chilling out on a sailboat, kicking back with some beers and enjoying the smell of the burning charcoal. So yes, it turns out life can get better than a sea-view restaurant with lunch and wine, instead, you can have a braai out on a boat at sea, you see?

A day that started off wet and windy, turned out to be a beautiful day out on the water. We spent hours on the boat, catching up with the family, enjoying the view and even got to fly the drone. It was a fantastic experience we both really enjoyed, and we are not at all jealous that this is just their typical Sunday afternoon in Cornwall.