We set off for the Yealm yesterday but the omens weren't great as we got out of the marina. We could see the swell and crashing waves pouring over the Plymouth as we pointed our bow out to sea.
The wind was gusting violently and a first for us a big swell in the sound which you don't normally see unless you are beyond the breakwater!
So it wasn't a good idea to head for a narrow channelled entrance where the likelihood of clanging our keel in the swell was almost certain.
Lots of boats heading out and as they got past the breakwater heading back which affirmed that where we were was as calm as it was going to get!
So amongst the british, German and Norwegian warships plus a submarine thrown in for good measure, we let out the genoa and ripped around the sound for a few hours.
It was fabulous and exhilarating battling the elements as we tacked and gybed our way around. We nearly hit eight knots, which would be a record for Redsnapper and she just loved it!
After a few hours of fun we headed back up the river to a lively spot where the River Tamar meets the River Lynher.
We passed HMS Montrose who had earlier that morning returned to port after six months in the Falklands with a full escort of fire hoses hailing her return.
We picked up a buoy in a secluded and sheltered part of the river and after a late lunch just sat and watched the world go by for the afternoon.
The wind as we came back up the river towards the marina was still playing up and we the most ungraceful entrance into our berth ever!
We have caught our misdemeanours on camera as das captain who has GoPro camera envy has bought a gizmondo to attach our video camera to on the back of das bot.
All in all not what we planned but a great day sailing never the less. Today there is not a drop of wind as I write this so we should be up and away shortly.
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The wind was gusting violently and a first for us a big swell in the sound which you don't normally see unless you are beyond the breakwater!
So it wasn't a good idea to head for a narrow channelled entrance where the likelihood of clanging our keel in the swell was almost certain.
Lots of boats heading out and as they got past the breakwater heading back which affirmed that where we were was as calm as it was going to get!
So amongst the british, German and Norwegian warships plus a submarine thrown in for good measure, we let out the genoa and ripped around the sound for a few hours.
It was fabulous and exhilarating battling the elements as we tacked and gybed our way around. We nearly hit eight knots, which would be a record for Redsnapper and she just loved it!
After a few hours of fun we headed back up the river to a lively spot where the River Tamar meets the River Lynher.
We passed HMS Montrose who had earlier that morning returned to port after six months in the Falklands with a full escort of fire hoses hailing her return.
We picked up a buoy in a secluded and sheltered part of the river and after a late lunch just sat and watched the world go by for the afternoon.
The wind as we came back up the river towards the marina was still playing up and we the most ungraceful entrance into our berth ever!
We have caught our misdemeanours on camera as das captain who has GoPro camera envy has bought a gizmondo to attach our video camera to on the back of das bot.
All in all not what we planned but a great day sailing never the less. Today there is not a drop of wind as I write this so we should be up and away shortly.
- Posted using BlogPress from my iPhone
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