The sea has been like a pond in the evenings lately so I figured I could get away with squeezing my 4 year old son Zakk on my lap and take him out on the water.
All kitted out and ready to go.
I couldn't pack up without giving Connor a go, but this wasn't going to be as simple. We were packed into the cockpit so tight I don't think we would have got out if we had gone over, which made me a little nervous.
They want their own boats now. It would be great if one day they can look back on these pictures and say 'that's where it all started'.