Sean and I know absolutely nothing about sailing but were definitely up for giving it a go. When we arrived bright and early on the wharf, the captain said that we would be joined by two other tourists giving us a total crew number of 5. He said that he hoped we were up for doing some work because with the size and number of sails that our yacht had he couldn't do it alone. Sailing turned out to be a little more work than we had anticipated and the learning curve was a bit steep as the spring day was quite windy.
After morning hot drinks we motored out into deeper waters and then raised the sails. Along with us were a Dutch tourist and a German tourist, both about our age. Sean ended up doing most of the muscle work and we eventually figured out it was because of the complications of the sailing terms and the language barriers in German and Dutch. I steered the boat for most of the day and at times it was all I could do to keep it going straight when the wind picked up and it felt like we were going to turn over.
We stopped for lunch and a hike on an isolated beach and the captain told us stories of his past sailing adventures. The way back was a bit easier because we were slightly more familiar with moving the boat in different directions and controlling the speed. I would try and use the proper words like 'tacking' and 'jibing' but I really don't know what I'm talking about. It was all I could do to try and follow the directions in real time over the adrenaline and noise of the wind.
At the end of the day we were sore, tired and sunburnt but happy that we had tried sailing and seen a lot of the Bay of Islands. Sean did comment, however, that "We just paid money to help a guy go sailing for the day." Good point, Sean. Good point.
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