Home Once More

Having completed our outward customs clearance plus some fresh food shopping, we were finally ready to leave Roscoff at midday.  

After stopping at the marina's self-service fuel pump for a refill, we set a northerly course away from the French coast.  It felt good to be on our way home!

There was little wind and we motored for most of the 96 miles across the Channel, stopping the engine only for brief periods, when a light breeze started up but later deserted us.

Overnight, we witnessed an interesting phenomenon.

Night-time view forward

Our starboard (green) navigation light seemed to be attracting a school of medium sized fish (herrings perhaps) that swam alongside the boat and were leaping out of the water in flashes of silver.  This was soon noticed by a pod of dolphins, who enjoyed snapping up this ready-meal and entertained us for hours as they satisfied their hunger!

As dawn broke, we could make out Rame Head and the entrance to Plymouth Sound ahead of us.  We were sailing, albeit slowly and it felt good to be so gradually completing our return to home waters.

We dropped anchor at Barn Pool to meet up with an old friend, Chuck, in his Sadler 26.  Chuck was also en-route home (to Southampton) but we had agreed to spend the day together.

Lovely Barn Pool

Sailing club friends, Carol and Bruce were also at Barn Pool and gave us all tea on their boat.  And then we were visited by Chris and Sue who rafted alongside to say hello - another lovely welcome.

Next day, Chuck set off at dawn and we motored upriver in the bright sunshine to Weir Quay.








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