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John Fryer came to live in Cumbria as a child and spent his working life in industry before retiring in the late 90's. A keen hill walker, he has always had a great love of the Lake District. Currently he is working on a novel but derives much pleasure from writing poetry. He joined the group in order to develop both his writing skills and knowledge of poetry. |
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| Showcase (17 Oct 08) | |
| 'racing to Ramsey' | |
| after rounding the buoy we put up sail in a scarlet sunset the race set away along came nightfall with a darkening sky the wind increased white horses danced thence whisked along by a bloated canvas we ducked and dived as we tacked and turned the barometer dropped our pressure raised that boiling brine then battered the bows ferocious waves crashed across our decks and whitened spume capped a raging sea reefing in sail became the safest way but the ratchet seized and the boom was stuck as the diesel engine choked and coughed we veered round into the driving gale with the rudder tight we faced its rage as we repaired the gear to lower the main with fuel lines cleared and airlocks gone we motored on in a towering sea dawn arrived with brightening skies calmer seas awaited us and soon the sight of land past a seaweed pier we entered port but the result was null and void |
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