Blazing sun and Beachy Head

Dover harbour, castle on hill

Big contrast to last year's hairy chillsome sailing - hot weather and no wind! Leaving Dover, we motor-sailed into a mill-pond, and conditions got hotter as the day progressed.


There was early mist and haze which hid the grey bulk of Dungeness nuclear power station
 until we were close by.

Lesley saw two fins about 300m behind us for a couple of minutes - we can't say what they were.

We were heading for Eastbourne but as we neared the town, with tide flowing in our favour, we realised the tide & weather were right to keep on going all the way to Brighton. 

Beachy Head

These were ideal conditions to round Beachy Head, which is tricky in rough weather. So we ventured in pretty close for a superb view of the towering cliffs.

Kept chugging down the coast on the 10-metre depth contour, until we arrived in Brighton after 11 hours and 65 miles, jockeying with legions of Sunday sailors in huge shiny yachts and even huger motorboats which sounded their air-horns just for fun.




We rarely sit about and drink alcohol (no time) but today we lounged in the cockpit with whisky and Campari to celebrate a long leg. Down the hatch.