Following last weekend's successful regatta (note the absence of the word sailing) the LBSC is to change its name to the Loch Broom Fishing & Rowing Club. The Flying Fifteens, while retaining their mainsails, will forego jibs in order to clear the decks for mackerel fishing. Chris Steventon who pioneered the new Fishing Fifteen (or Flying Fishteen perhaps), hoisted a 7lb (his figure) 3ft mackerel aboard to win the inaugural club's new fishing competition.
Following the event, Twister, Kumari, Sally, Mollymawk, Gilly and
Jason's Gael Force and new arrival Andy Turner's Eclipse rafted up at
Loggie to share the spoils and celebrate the commodore's X3rd birthday.
An excuse for cakes all round, featuring Shona and Rona in a friendly
bake off: raspberry vs blueberry, the result a dead heat.
The Saturday being windless it was decided that rowing should henceforth
become the dominant discipline. Too many days lost to gales and calms
finally took its toll, at which point the suggestion of a name change
was put forward and passed unanimously, after which a fleet of tenders
took to the water in a fiercely fought contest for coveted medals: the
golden (actually orange) ball; the silver sausage and for third place
the empty can of Tennants.
Many a photo tells a tale (thanks Donald...)
The gold in the men's over 50 went to John "I'm not competitive really" Osborne; and women of a certain age prize to the lady commodoress who, clutching her ball to her perfectly honed stomach joked "I'm having a baby" to which a Copestake wit replied: "It's a buoy", which proves that the club's sense of humour, if not its name, at least remains intact.