West Bay - a place never visiited before so why oh why did I agree to go on a jet boat ride - it was for 15 minutes only - not too bad I thought - but what a memorable experience.
£8 cost - was it worth it? I'm still not sure yet as I still ache from the experience.
9 people plus the pilot in the boat, life jackets in place, instructions given on how to react if we should be thrown overboard (very comforting you must agree) it was at this point I was beginning to have serious doubts about my sanity.
It was a sunny day, light cloud and a little breezy - this was how it looked from the harbour. However, as we reached the mouth of this aforementioned harbour things changed drastically. To say the waves were choppy is an understatement, they were 'white horses'. Within seconds we were into it - the boat seemed to be suspended in mid-air for seconds and then the 1st landing - OMG!! that seat came up to meet our backsides a lot quicker than we thought and dipped away again just as quickly only to return just in a split second - quite a few times!! I've heard of white knuckle rides but this is my first experience. Hold the seat like a saddle he said - but never mentioned the saddle was on a bucking bronco. We went further out to sea and then the 'darling' of a pilot decided to make doughnuts in the water, leaning over, trying to stay in the boat was the most difficult task and he kept turning round, possibly to make sure were were all still 'IN' the boat but grinning every time.
I lost count of the times he did this. He then lulled us into a false sense of security by idling along - but not for long as we soon had another meeting of seat against backsides.
The harbour entrance came into view, with a sigh of relief x 9 we headed toward this haven of peace and tranquility only to dash past at a rate of knots not to be believed and more foamy doughnuts ensued. Wet hair, wet face, and not daring to let go of the 'handle' of the seat in front we held on for grim death, then he stopped, sigh! - turning to me he said: 'Did you get wet'? he must have been blind as well as a nutter, I answered 'Yes', 'Good' said he and took off again with a very evil glint in his eye.
We did eventually enter the harbour and the boat of course slowed to walking speed and trust me if I could have walked on water I believe I would have, - if of course I could walk.
As we entered the mooring area he looked at me again (what was it with this bloke) and stated 'You enjoyed that didn't you?' 'Yes' I lied and had to be helped out of the boat as my legs felt like jelly.
Would I do it again? I can be certain that would be a resounding 'NO' to that question. Did I enjoy the experience? In some ways yes I did as I proved to myself that I still have a sense of adventure in my veins.
It seems much funnier in the telling but to my sister and brother in law waiting for us to come back with the camera it was absolutely hilarious. :)
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