One way to beat the Working From Home Blues!!!
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Probably only makes sense to those that've shared the Pilgrimage!!

This Uncanny Tide

How is it, this uncanny tide
That sprawls before us, primed to glide
Is even here, is but a wonder

By unseen force borne of the land
That stills the water's shaking hand
And tames the tempests fury

Whose weathered locals know the signs
Appearing of their own designs
Seeing clues known only to the few

And word has brought the pilgrims out
To see what this is all about
From far and wide they trek to seek the truth

At Five Mile there's good humour, tall tales
Comparing gear, unrolling sails
Nervous laughter, champing at the bit

The timeless lake though is never in a rush
It's morning calm extends a yawning hush
Stirred only but the ducks and biting flies

But when Swans take flight and head for calm
It's like some unspoken alarm
resounds amongst the straggling coffee drinkers

A clatter of gear replaces talk
Zippers up, begin the walk
Squelch your way to something close to water

It never looked that strong, you know
I should've rigged the six point oh
But bugger it, lets give this thing a crack

We're off and crap I'm fully lit
But comfortably and that's the hit
There is no chatter, just gurgle in my wake

I just sail and soak it in for a while
Everyone I pass shares a smile
That's bridging joy and utter disbelief

Then at last I bearaway and feel the fever
I've gotta say I'm now a true believer
I laugh to myself at the pure absurdity

I got forties on that glassy section
Swear I'd seen my own reflection
Invisible gusts yanking at the rig

That weed is something to behold
I vouch it's spun of purest gold
And stands apart from all I've ever seen

So, when breeze finally sighs to a halt
It's off to Beachport pub we bolt
For Voltaren, Schnitty and a Beer

Then dream of one more day to ride
Upon this vast uncanny tide
Long as this aching body of mine lets me

Jetlag 1/4/2020