.... with a foggy early morning motor-sail from St Helen's Pool, Isles of Scilly, bound for Falmouth.
Wolf Rock stands guard off Land's End
A calm evening as we entered Falmouth harbor.
We declared the Isles of Scilly as "not really England yet" so that we could celebrate arriving on mainland England, at Falmouth!
Docked at the Visitors' Yacht Haven.
Looking across the mooring field at Falmouth.
Next stop: Fowey. You cannot imagine a prettier little spot.......
....until the evening, when the wooden sailboat race completes the picture.
After Fowey we motorsailed to Plymouth, where we anchored off Cawsand and were greeted with a teeming beach....
...which was a puzzle until we saw the old-style rowing sixes and eights, holding their annual regatta all around us!
The hundreds on the beach were the families and supporters of about thirty boats: the mixed-crew 'Tempest' was winning this race of sixes, and yes, it was unfortunate that the whole boat was not following their cox's example of scanty attire!
Sunset at Cawsand: this anchorage was open to the South and East; but no worries as the weather was calm.
The Devon cliffs with rolling hills, and Dartmoor as a backdrop.
At Salcombe we arrived in time for Sunday lunch at the Victoria Inn.
And for the evening we found Starehole Bay, just outside the bar at the mouth of Salcombe harbor: what a spot!
In the Bay with us was just one other boat: and what a beauty! A 29 foot Cornish gaffer (excluding the ten foot bowsprit!) built in Falmouth: thank you, Patrick, for such a lovely view and great conversation!
After Salcombe we motor-sailed eleven hours South East to Guernsey, in the Channel Islands, This is the fort on Brehon Rock, with Herm to port, Jethou to Starboard, and Sark in the distance.
St Peter Port has an impressive fort and a prominent light on the port side of the harbor entrance.
St Peter Port, Guernsey is just as beautiful up close as it is from the harbor mouth.....
But the twenty nine foot tidal change is not to be taken lightly: it must be said, however, that the skipper of this boat intentionally dried out along the wall!
The harbour is a busy pot of sailing folks, reminiscent of Horta, Azores.
Guernsey preserves a charm and gaiety that rivals any townscape we have seen.
Here is the fort from the inside of the harbour. Will someone please move it out of the way so that we can show you Adventuress at anchor on the other side, in Havelet Bay?
Best to you all, and yes, we are indeed blessed!
John and Nancy
John & Nancy! Are you still in Guernsey? We left there about 10 days ago. You must sail to Sark hire the very same tandem we rode last week to explore the island. Have morning coffee at the Island Hall run by our dear friend Sharon, look round the Seigneurie, find the window in the rock, have lunch at Stocks hotel run by our friend Paul Armogie with various members of the wonderful Magell family, definitely see La coupee and spot our old flat above a cafe called Time & Tide on the Avenue. Lovely to think of you there! Let us know when you hit the mainland, if poss we could come and meet you and bring the old guy, hope to see you in Northampton whatever. Have a lovely, lovely safe time, Gillxxx
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