Rolling along to Fowey

Up at 7, away by 0930, on a reefed main. Lesley attached the jib stick before we left the marina waters, and we set off past St Anthony Head for Fowey in westerly force 4, with gusts of 5.



It was a slightly hairy downwind ride for 20 miles, the hairiest bits being the few occasions we had to gybe. More rain along the way, and the wind moderated when we got to Dodman Point.


There were still big seas but less wind, never a good mix. So when we finally arrived in Fowey, we were wet and a little tired. We chose a pontoon opposite the RNLI pontoon, which is very rolly. We are close to a large boat which houses a big dog with a deep bark and a tiny dog with a high yap. I hope they have a good sleep tonight.

It's a Friday night in June but luckily Fowey is not chock a block with visiting yachts, as yet. We have had large amounts of tea and the rest of today's sandwiches. 

We will be stuck here tomorrow as big winds blow through, and hopefully can set off on the 20 mile journey back to Plymouth on Sunday. We don't have a dinghy (she is not big enough to house a dinghy) so we got a water taxi across to the town, for awalk to stretch the legs and backs, and to the oldest pub in Fowey, the Ship Inn, with its lovely stained glass, for a pint and a modest meal.


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