Not Always Sunshine and a Botched Maneuver

During Saturday night the weather changed completely and Sunday started dull and wet. Time to bring Mekicevica to the marina of the Bruinisse Water Sports Club and head home. This is just a short distance across the lake N to S, so we decided it would be nicer to do it lazily under genoa alone.
We unfurled the genoa immediately out of the harbour, sailed along the exit channel and around the small island (Mosselenbank). Short but pleasant, despite the weather.

Ghost ship. Is that the Grim Reaper at the helm?

Coming alongside at the marina on the weather side of the pier was a display of my improving maneuvering skills. Slow approach, turn parallel to the pier and with a burst in reverse (i.e. turning the motor around, because it does not have reverse) stop Mekicevica about 20 cm from the pier, letting the wind gently push us into place. Perfectly done. Shame there was no one watching.

The rest of the maneuver, after the harbourmaster assigned us a berth, was a different story. We decided that the best way to approach the berth was to poke each of Mekicevica's ends into each of the corners of the marina, at least twice, while the harbourmaster and a dozen passers-by gesticulated and shouted unhelpful, contradictory instructions. In fact, the harbourmaster gesticulated so hard, that his heavy bunch of keys ended-up in the bottom of the four meter deep harbour. I would have said "serves him right" if he was not such a nice fellow. I plan to buy him a floating key-ring next time I go there.
Even with a slightly unglamorous end it was a brilliant weekend. Next one is a three-day weekend again, and Mekicevica will sail into new adventures.