|GPS plot of the cruise.|
|Racing yachts tacking against the tidal race.|
|Lapwing motor sailing against the race.|
|Rafted out in Weymouth|
Once around we could easily make 255 degrees on the compass so off went the engines again as we started the long slog across Lyme Bay.
|Following the compass across Lyme bay|
As the Devon coast came into view I saw a flock of gulls dive bombing a school of fish. As we approached I could see a pod of Dolphins also in the fray. Ever sociable the Dolphins came to say hello, they stayed with us for several minutes before heading off in search of lunch again.
|Dartmouth entrance in sight|
Monday 9th: A river cruise. Despite having had a really long day on Sunday we had to be up early as we'd moored on the short term mooring, we had to vacate by 0845. A motor up to Totnes for lunch was planned before coming half way back and picking up a mooring at Dittisham. The main sail cover stayed on all day but we manged to use the genoa on and off. We went up on a rising tide which was a blessing as I managed to find the mud a couple of times.
Totnes does not put itself out for sailors, there are very few places to moor up and they are not advertised. We did find a nice place for food with a good beer garden over looking the river. As we left Totnes John heard someone calling me, My friend Nick was doing a survey at a yard there and had seen me going past. We stopped for a quick chat before plodding on again.
|Leaving Totnes.. Cheers Nick.|
|John getting crabby in the FBI|
The paddle back to the boats was an amusing affair but was eventually completed with no dramas.
Tuesday 10th: Back to Dartmouth. Although Dittisham was beautiful, it had no facilities so we decided to go back to Dartmouth, below are a few pics from the mooring.
Dartmouth Yacht club has it's own pontoon near the lower ferry and the prospect of a walk ashore and hot shower was too good to ignore. Despite the benign look in the photos, by the time we got to Dartmouth the wind had really picked up and it was a bit fruity trying to get on the pontoon.
Paul and I both needed fuel so loaded my tanks onto Lapwing and motored over to the fuel barge, only after filling my main tank and two 5l tanks did I find out that they were charging £1.96 per litre... Ouch! Motoring back to the pontoon and the wind was ferocious now. It took us two attempts and some fending off before we were safely rafted up on Ciao Bella.
Dartmouth yacht club is very hospitable and besides providing showers it has a friendly bars with good coffee.
A day of relaxing followed, my Brother and his lad popped down from Plymouth to say hello and have some fish n chips in the evening. John, Paul and myself had a table booked at the Anzac B&B. Good to see Simon and Aga again. This was followed by a beer or two in the oldest pub in town.. with a comedy landlady... like a sketch from Alf Garnet.
That's enough for today, I'll write up the return journey soon :)