Subtitle: It's Ferry Busy Out There
During our visit to Dover castle, it was rather disappointing to climb all the way to the roof of the Great Tower only to find ourselves standing, when you get right down to it, inside a cloud!
Later in the day, at the Admiralty Lookout, the visibility had improved to a couple of miles and a good view of the port complex was to be had (just don't look down Bru!)
But it was only late in the day, when we emerged from the World War 2 tunnels to find that the rain had buggered off at last and the sun was shining, that we found a vantage point with a clear view all the way to the French coast.
And between us and the French? Big white ferry after big white ferry. One after another, backwards and forwards, queuing up to get in and out of the port. The task of Port Control is to keep all this traffic from bumping into each other and although everything moves rather more slowly it's not that different from air traffic control.
And my next mission? To slip little old Brigantia through the middle of that lot without getting a slap from the big boys! Fortunately, provided we follow proper procedures, Port Control treat the skipper of a little boat with the same courtesy and consideration they give to the master of a cross channel ferry.
Woe betide the yacht skipper who moves his boat without getting the good word from the man in the control tower though!
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