Long day, short blog! Too tired to write much
Left Sparkes quite late, bit of a lie in. Kicking strap padeye came off the boom as soon as we set the main. Motored on whilst we all took turns at drilling out holes, finding the rivetter and rivets and nailing the damn thing back on
By the time we got the sails set and the motor off, we were well on our way to entering the Looe Channel.
Made a foolish mistake ignoring tidal streams, assuming what goes around comes around but forgetting that a foul tide around a headland is a drag in every sense of the word
Then the wind died. Completely. And the forecast came on the VHF complete with strong wind warning. Oh the irony. Oh how I laughed.
On we went under motor with much cogitation and some significant frustration apparent in the navigation department. Me that is.
Eventually, a breeze kicked in but from right astern. Where was the F4 Nor'westerly the forecast predicted? On we sailed then it went again do it was back to motor.
By now I'd settled on Newhaven as a destination but our ETA gradually slipped further and further past sunset. Brighton, four miles closer, it would be.
Now we got a breeze from the North West at last. The sun came out and despite the chill it was good sailing for an hour or so. Sure enough though the breeze dropped and once again our ETA demanded a boost from the noise machine.
We motored the last hour arriving in Brighton just as the light failed. A sort out, a meal, a coffee and sleep (shortly)
Tomorrow looks like being more of the same weather wise so a short-ish hop to Eastbourne looks the most likely scenario
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