We were up, showered and taking the main down by 07:30. Fortunately, the wind was no more than a F3 so it wasn't too much of a struggle. As soon as the sail was down, the racket from the freed furling foil started and it was with thankful relief that we had remembered this problem and resisted the temptation to take all the sails down the evenin...

When we came back to the boat yesterday, I paid for an additional two nights, as the forecast for Tuesday was for torrential rain, so we were reconciled to staying put. Not that it's onerous or unpleasant, far from it, it's a lovely spot. Be that as it may, in fact it wasn't raining when we got up and indeed, the weather looked set to improve so...

It rained hard all night and it was raining as we got up and about. However, the wind wasn't that strong so there was room for hope and for a decision to make our way to Bradwell in the rain, should we wish to. By 13:00 I was sufficiently twitchy to warrant going. Actually, my reasoning was sound, in that if we were going to have some bad weathe...