When I left Falmouth yesterday I passed our old boat, Sundowner, moored just off the Royal Cornwall YC. 15 years ago, Janet, Maugan, Emma, Hannah and I sailed Sunny all the way to the Channel Isles just so we could see the eclipse. Hannah was only 8 and slept on the chart table. We nearly sank on the way back; Hannah was huddled on the cabin floor as it was rather rough and wet on deck, and popped her head up to ask if there was supposed to be water above the floor boards. Clearly not. Anyway, it was sorted and all was well, but when we arrived at Dartmouth they all abandoned ship. Such fun! This is Sunny now. You should be impressed by the windows; I fitted them, with my brother's able assistance, nearly twenty years ago and they have stood the test of time.
From Falmouth it was a short trip to Fowey, where I moored up just before Daphne du Maurier's old house, Ferryside.
I had dinner in the oldest pub in Fowey, the Ship, with a group of fellow Fisher owners, some of whom sailed whilst others came by car. A nice welcome back into home waters.
This was Fowey in glorious sun at 8 o'clock this morning:
The weather continues to surprise; this morning, on the first of October, I sat up on deck in nothing but swimming trunks for most of the passage from Cornwall. Quite amazing (the weather, not me in swimbos, although that is debatable. I will spare us all the embarrassment of photos).
Hoping for the Dart tomorrow, probably for a couple of days as I wait for a bit of a storm to go through. A chance to catch up with my mum and then head home Sunday. Fingers crossed.
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