Monday was blowing a Force 6-7 on the nose from the North so we spent the day fettling and buying expensive pieces of kit from the Chandlers. The Old Gaffer fleet was also stormbound in port so we joined them for a singsong in the yacht club. Richard Lewis was particularly taken with a rendition of the old 8th Army song "we are the D Day skivvers in sunny Italy" sung to the tune of Lily Marlene. It was full of soldiers ironic humour about having tea with the Germans and some really pointed comments about Lady Astor.
On Tuesday we motored over a glassy sea to Port St Mary on the Isle of Mann. The fishing kit and trolling line came out. We don't seem to have mastered the art yet as we ended up minus some feathers but no fish.
Have subsequently bought a huge old fashioned Alvey Reel and some 100lb breaking strength line which will hopefully change the situation.
|Calf of Mann Sound|
Close hauled up to Peel
Thursday. We made good time doing 60 miles accross to Drogheda in 8 hours. The river up to Drogheda is beautiful and the site of the famous Battle of the Boyne. The town itself was famously sacked by Cromwell and still appears to bear the scars- there are no facilities for visiting yachts so we rafted up against the only other yacht in the centre of the river and had scrambled eggs Salmon and lots of Gin and Tonic for dinner prepared in a jiffy by Catriona Fearn who was informed that the dinghy pump was'nt working and what had we got in the stores for dinner!
Friday Arrived in Dun Loughaire where we secured a berth at the Royal St George Yacht club. We were made very welcome by the sailing manager and the Commodore. We then basked in luxurious showers , Richard Lewis and Iain Mitchell played a couple of Frames on Irelands' best full size snooker table while Colin Sharratt and I had an afternoon nap in the library to work off lunchtime Guiness! Dinner was a superb steak in the club Bistro to celebrate Ian Fearns Birthday - We had definately landed on our feet for a 33 Euro mooring Fee.