First come gets the berth.

It was another lovely morning when I stuck my head of of the hatch.
After breakfast we paid a visit to a chandlery as Jim needed gas. I was surprised at the size of the premises and that it supplied the leisure market as well as the local fishing fleet. There was something for everyone, a real Aladdin's cave.
On the way back we visited the RNLI shop, purchased our Christmas cards in plenty of time and fed the collection box. So we had fulfilled our obligation and you never know when you might need them.

We found it impossible to pass a coffee shop so ended up sitting outside in the sun planning our next move.
The weather wasn’t looking too good for the following two days so if we didn’t move today, it looked like we wouldn’t be moving till Friday. While we would have liked to stay a second night we didn’t want to stay for two, so we decided to move and head for the bright lights of Dunmore East

Jim assisted me in leaving my berth and once outside I hoisted the sails and headed west. I found that I was on a beat, welcome back to the south coast!

We were sailing along towards Hook head at almost 6 knts. As I approached the headland the wind strengthened and I had to reef as I galloped along closely followed by Jim.

We then saw a number of yachts heading for Dunmore and as berths are at a premium I was told to get ‘Eureka’ in ASAP and try to hold a space for ‘Second Chance’.
I furled my genny and my 40 horses were put to good use as I motorsailed direct for the harbour entrance. I won.
I dropped my main and entered the harbour rafting up to another Moody.
The bowsprit of the 'Ilen' made things a bit difficult but ‘Second Chance’ was soon rafted up to me and all three berths ended up being at least three deep before the end of the evening.

Drinks and dinner was followed by more drinks before bed.Read more