The Met Office promised me an "unseasonally severe Atlantic depression," but last evening was calm and overcast. During the night it rained, hard, and by this morning it was blowing F4/5 on the campsite, which is quite sheltered. I could believe the forecasters' promise of up to F7 inshore.
First the rain and then the wind,
Topsail sheets and halyards mind.
First the wind and then the rain,
Hoist your topsails up again.
Spent the day taking in some local culture, as we're now in Scotland, making a passage plan for tomorrow, cooking and doing chores.
Spent the day taking in some local culture, as we're now in Scotland, making a passage plan for tomorrow, cooking and doing chores.
Blimey Graham I can develop tendonitis after two hours paddling let alone the number you have clocked up. How many hours is it so far? Wonder if the BCU will offer you a qualification. Possibly a three, four or five star sea kayak.
ReplyDeleteKeep on paddling.
Regards Uncle Steve
Ah Graham! You've opened up a rich vein with your weather rhyme. How about this one:
ReplyDelete"Mackerel skies and mares' tails
Make tall ships take in their sails."
There must be lots more out there folks.
Congratulations on reaching Scotland!
Izy