With the sun lowering in the sky, it took a few moments to see the three little yachtlings emerge from the super yacht.
They fluttered their sails and after a few tense moments were ripping over the water.
Competition was fierce, egged on by the yacht crew whose laughter filled the air.
As light was fading, they really had the hang of sailing.
I hope they made it back to the safety of their mother ship.