There are some trips where you just have to grin and bear it and get home. This one was going to be a pain, with tide and wind against us most of the way. At least for the first couple of hours we got to sail, and that was good but it soon turned into a long motor home. Gesa, Issie and Max curled up in the saloon and stayed there most of the time whilst we got the boat home without any problems. Tided up, said goodbye to the crew and loaded the car.
Reached in the engine bay to turn off the cooling water valve and saw a bolt lying there beneath the engine. And a washer and nut. Hmmmm. Looks like we have some detective work to do before we go sailing again. But that can wait. All in all, a successful trip, even if there is some opinion that a travelcard to London might have fulfilled the dreams of at least one of the younger crew just as well. Ach, they’ll thank us for it one day.
