Well, okay, it wasn’t the sea and it only involved bacon butties (but no cheese). Nevertheless, a bunch of procurement technologists’ risked life and limb navigating the steep, narrow and cobbled roads of Halifax to arrive upon the windswept and stormy Pennine waters at Warley Moor Reservoir on Sunday. Being no geologist, one wonders how a reservoir could form there as it appeared to be pretty much above everything else.
No doubt the bountiful and wide open Pennine sky had something to do with it. Thanks to our resident sailor, Charles Watson, we were tempted out onto the open water in a variety of craft – both single and double hulled – and pretty soon flying across the lake at a rate of knots.
Charles Watson, who is Implementation Consultant at Science Warehouse, said “We find that unlike Primus (the originators of the cheesy song) the only junkies to be found at the Halifax Sailing Club are of the adrenalin kind! At 1400 ft up we had great wind and were glad to see so many people enjoying a day out on the water.”
If you ever wondered what happened to Primus (and, admittedly, you’re probably not) the answer is here.
Thanks to Halifax Sailing Club (@HalifaxSC) for their hospitality!