Tuesday, April 21, 2009

Saturday 18th April: Brixham - Salcombe (22 n.mi.)



Awkward 1 metre chop + clapotis caused by the long fetch and cliffs to leeward, as far as Start Point.
Start Pt was so named in the great days of sail, as it is here that the Channel chop is said to give way to Atlantic swells - hence, here the Atlantic starts. I'm not sure that this applies after a long period of easterlies, but nevertheless the sea state did settle down a bit once I was round the Point. Oh for a skeg, though!
Prawle Point is said to resemble Queen Victoria, and seen from Start Pt, silhouetted against the afternoon haze, it really did. Or maybe it was Grandma from the Giles cartoons. Or a backpacker reclining on the foot of the cliff... One's imagination plays tricks. On a long crossing, I don't look at the compass all the time. Instead, I choose a distant object - sometimes a cloud - and just refer to the compass occasionally. Clouds take many forms: is it Kilroy? or a djinn?
I had planned to camp on the beach, but decided a hot shower was too tempting, so hauled the boat all the way up the hill to the youth hostel. The trolley is falling to bits :-(

1 comment:

  1. That is a huge hill up to Sharpitor. I expect the morning run down was quicker than the haul up there especially after a long paddle. BX

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