The weather was disappointing, chilly, bit grey and very light wind.
we motored to the anchorage, Summer dropped the anchor beautifully, and then she rowed ashore with Lotus, taking towels and snacks. I was going to swim. We were about 20 yards off the beach. The tide was about 2.5 hours after high water, and I saw it flowing fast past the anchored boat, but estimated that the stream would carry me onto the uncovering sand spit at the western edge of the anchorage. Although it pulled, at first I thought, "I can manage this", however, as I got nearer to the beach, the current increased hugely and I felt myself being swept round the point. "Help" I shouted, I was only about 2 metres out, and Summer thought I was making a big deal of nothing, luckily remembering the sand bank, I put my foot down, and was immensely relieved to find that I was only in about 2 ft of water. Even so, it was hard to stand up. My first thought was to get Lotus away from the edge. I could see how the contour of the beach indicated the swiftness of the stream, it was steep, almost undercut at that point, we moved to the shallow sloping bay and the water was much kinder.
Later in the day I saw people swimming from the same place, but after the tide had slackened considerably.
Phew!
Before hauling up the anchor! |
Sailing with a quiff, |
Next day we had stronger NE winds and still iron grey sky, we did a little sail up the Emsworth Channel and back, Lotus and her bubble mix cheered up the few sailors that were around.
I love the pictures, sailing in style for sure. We shall have to organise me and the kids coming soon xx
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