One of the passengers on our 21st trip has just sent me the following poem which is not only brilliant but says so much about the happy time we had. Thank you Janet and enjoy, everyone
MULTANOVSKIY
BOAT SONG
(could possibly be sung, if enough whisky consumed, to the tune of Mingulay)
What care we for wind and weather?
This trip’s run by Libby Weir-Breen!
She takes us sailing round the Islands
From Oban’s bay to Aberdeen
Turn
your tags now, snap the lifebelts
Zodiacs
wait, it’s time to land.
To
the fore now, step ashore now,
Multanovksiy
will stay at hand.
Stefan leads the expedition,
Just as Vikings did of yore.
Pete and Andy spot the birdies;
Hugh tracks otters along the shore.
Every day another island -
Each one different from the last!
Sunshine blest us, winds caressed us,
Now a breeze and now a blast.
Puffins pose and bonxies battle,
Gannets soar and eiders preen.
Terns bombard us, petrels freeze us ,
Only ‘crakes’ are never seen.
We are watching by the harbour
Comes the otter, catching fish.
Seals stretch out along the ledges –
What more could any of us wish?
We have taken lots of photos:
Rocks and sunsets, birds galore.
The bar stands open all the evening
Help yourself and slainte mhor!
Turn
your tags now, snap the lifebelts
Zodiacs
wait, it’s time to land.
To
the fore now, step ashore now,
Multanovksiy
will stay at hand.
Janet Stuart, with thanks to Libby and all who made this wonderful holiday possible.
Brighton
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