26 August 2012

Day 44: Plymouth – 26/08/12

Mike needs to beach Jeannius again so we head out to one of the sand banks on the other side of Plymouth Beach to have a look at the lie of the land so to speak. 

P1110150 P1110151 P1110153 P1110154Photos:  On the way to Browns Bank

On our way we pass lovely beach cottages nestled between the dunes on the south side of Plymouth Beach but when we get to the other side it’s a completely different picture and Mike quickly realises what a good decision it was not to do it today – the exposed sand bank is already heaving with boats and people – there’s hardly room to swing the proverbial cat let along a real 44-foot one!  On the north side of Plymouth Beach, the other side of the dunes, the beach looks like a car park and there are merry campers, tents pitched at the ready!  Ugh!

P1110155 P1110156 Photos:  A day out on the sand back

So we sit back and watch tourists with boats, some of whom really shouldn’t be allowed to sit behind a helm of any size.

The harbour master’s patrol boat comes around a few times checking that all is well – they seem to be kept busy here as we here about possible accidental groundings, minor collisions and people running out of diesel over the radio.

We spend the day relaxing then head back towards Plymouth, stopping to anchor in the small town mooring field that no one else seems to use because it is so far from town.  The harbour master boat comes over hoping to charge us for a mooring ball but clears off disappointed when he realises that we have anchored.  No charge for anchoring.

Every time the fridge door is opened the (wonderful) smell of garlic wafts out and seems to permeate the whole boat.  I bought a bag of raw, peeled garlic cloves from the market in Boston the other day and they are STRONG.  They are in a plastic bag inside a plastic food container box that has a lid and still the smell gets out.  I am taking full advantage of us being an isolated little party of three and am using loads of it in my cooking – garlic scallops in salad for lunch, garlic beans with pork for dinner.  We must be oozing the stuff, just like the fridge.  Vampires beware!

 

Position:  41 deg 57 min N, 70 deg 39 min W

Distance so far:  1981 miles

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