The forecast for the forseable future held lots of southerly winds so we took the lightest forecast for the trip south as beating into wind against tide is not comfortable. The result was a pretty long and boring motor... with the added bonus of rain. Not quite the sailing holiday on a luxuary yacht I'm sure some of my friends imagine!
The rest of the trip passed in a lazy blur of bubbles, cards and Heinz beans and sausages with Esmé finally getting dressed and turning into a helpful crew member for mooring up at Shotley.
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