…the Pride of Bilbao is a big boat. 12 storeys big. 6 restaurants, 5 bars, a casino, 2 cinemas and a swimming pool big but when we were heading out into the Bay of Biscay on Monday afternoon and the enormous ground swell that had marched across the Atlantic to greet us started tossing the boat around like a toy it suddenly felt very small…
I’ve been across the Bay more times than most in the last 20 years (with the possible exception of a long haul trucker called Dave and the woman who wears the furry dolphin suit during the Bingo) and am extremely lucky not to get seasick but when you wake up countless times in the night in freefall a foot above your bunk things do get a tad queasy (I ended up tying myself down with a sheet).
Unfortunately the decks were closed during the worst so I couldn’t get the pictures I really wanted but these will give you some idea of the movement we had to endure…
I didn’t surf today but I bet Mundaka was hooning…
Hooning? Is that a real word?
Of course. It’s below hoonescificatory in the dictionary….
Doh! Silly me…
I’m starting to get hoonsick … xxx
Life boat 13 is the lucky one btw!
We can`t be bovered to speak proper english down here so we call hooligans ‘hoons’.
Who was mooning?
Nice piccies by the way – I feel quite sick ……