It was an atmosphere of celebration as a crowd of Kinghorn folk, supported by other rowing teams from the Forth, awaited the official launch of ‘Yolande’ Kinghorn’s very own skiff. It had been loving hand crafted over the last couple of years by a band of experts and volunteers in an extended garage in the village.
Carried by these men, following a piper, ‘Yolande’ made its way towards the harbour. Speeches were made, the boat blessed, whiskey supped and finally ‘Yolande’ was taken down the slipway into the water, accompanied by the piper and much cheering and clapping!
While we watched ‘Yolande’ join the visiting skiffs in the choppy water, with their oars upright in tribute, the local rowers seemed to handle the boat well. On the shore, watching their progress, we enjoyed a wee blether with the many locals who we have come to know in the last couple of years. Were we proud to be there? A resounding YES!
The propitious boat number allocated of 118 leant itself to a spot of hilarity.
(Yolande was the wife and queen to Alexander 111 who was residing in Kinghorn when her husband, enthusiastic to return to her side, unfortunately took a tumble over the cliffs at Pettycur in thick fog. There are many conspiracy theories as to what actually happened that night but a commemorative statue in his honour stands near The Bay Hotel.)