We awoke after a very sound sleep to a bright and sunny if a little chilly morning.
We idled around until just shy of nine and headed off up to the Roundbush for a full English thence to Wickes for some hinges and Morrisons for supplies.
It has been a day of mixed blessings with spells of reasonable weather interspersed with rain squalls which drove us down below to take shelter
Two big jobs have been successfully tackled though - the new cockpit floor has been covered with vinyl and is now in place although still in need of some hardware and the turning block for the cruising chute tack line has been fitted to the foredeck
That latter job was bigger than anticipated and may yet prove to be problematic. The standing block is squeezed between a reinforcing iron on one side below the deck and the run of the anchor chain on the other side above deck. Plus it needs to be as far forward as possible without, however, fouling the furled genoa.
Add to that the sheer awkwardness of trying to reach past the Sampson post to get the nuts on the screws and then a spanner on the nuts ...
Surprisingly, only one M6 nut found its way to the bottom of the chain locker. Annoyingly. We hadn't any spares. Happily, the very very nice folks on Penny Black did! That saved us a trip to the chandlers.
I investigated mounting the new kedge anchor on the taffrail but it's not going to work so it is stowed ready to hand in the port cockpit locker. I haven't sorted out the stowage of the chain and warp yet, still working on that one
By this stage, what with one thing and another, it was time for me to head up to the showers, change out of working rig and head off to the East Coast Forum fitting up supper at Bradwell sailing club.
A most pleasant evening ensued with excellent company, excellent food, a modest pint or two of excellent beer and a coffee. Although a berth for the night was offered on Apogee, as is so often the case these days I ran out of enthusiasm for the booze after just a couple and by the time the party broke up I was stone cold sober
With plenty to be done on the morrow I avoided the temptation to join the inevitable continuation back in the marina and headed back to Fambridge
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