I was intrigued to see, downstream from Blue Mistress, two masts of a large schooner towering over the normal view. Continue reading
Passing Cattewater Wharves, the tide hurrying me on . . .
I foolishly left the camera my smaller Lumix camera in Farnham at the weekend, so yesterday I took the heavier Nikon 3200 SLR instead. The problem is where to put it down in a hurry when I need to attend to the boat. It sits in one of the canvas line bags at a stretch otherwise in a bag hung just inside the companionway.
There were a number of people enjoying the water. It was one of those days when the wind was steady (F3), the sun shone, the sailing, as they say, was easy. I left the mooring about 1100 and was back at 1700. No pressure.
I have picked out some images that together tell the story of yesterday’s sail – wind force 4-5, intermittent sunshine.
Sunday: the sun shining, the air warm, just a little wind. A day for airing the boat, clearing out and re-stowing the fore-cabin. I added eye-bolts for extra anchorage. The oars are strapped off the cabin sole; the bin for the anchor rode will now stay put.
The engine turned over and started after a shaky few minutes. Actually, it didn’t start first time. I left it. When I tried again, it started – (why not the first time?). It needed a run and I wanted an excuse to motor down river to the Sound.
There was hardly a boat to be seen – a classic yacht in the distance, too far away to photograph.
Plymouth was looking . . . well, iconic.
The yachts were stacked away.
Not a lot happening – but great to be alive and on the water.