Last night my little brother showed up on the doorstep almost out of the blue. He was off sailing with one of the Lake District's climbing legends, Frank Davies who owns a yacht, and his old school buddy Eddy Luke. They all stayed with Chris and I last night and Chris got roped into joining them for a 5 day trip up to Skye. They were all very excited as they set off this morning and I was pleased that Chris could go and enjoy the wildlife and try something totally new.
This evening I received a call from Chris saying that the yacht had hit a rock and was sinking fast. They were trying to get through to the coast guard but salvaging the boat was not looking good and he sounded pretty scared.
I felt so helpless sitting at home waiting for news. Eventually the call came through that the coastguard had reached them and pulled them off the rocks. There was no hole in the boat but it had almost capsized and this was why it had taken on water and something had broken off from somewhere.
I now know that they have managed to limp into port and I'm waiting for the call to go and get them. I'm not sure how taken Chris is with sailing!