He goes up the East Coast, round Scotland and the islands, through the canal and back down the East Coast. He endures gales, fog, rain, sun and no wind. He gallantly drinks for England with the Norwegians, has engine problems, lives on veggies and generally toughs it out. The flags were out, the fog horns going for his homegoing and then at the very last knockings, where he could almost touch his mooring, he runs aground! Well that's Tollesbury for you! Welcome home Billy, glad to have you back xxx
Isn't that always the way. I'm guessing it was gentle and he had to wait for the next tide to get freed. - Margy
ReplyDeleteIt was gentle and he only had to wait 1/2 hour as the tide was rising- have a good weekend x
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ReplyDelete"Around Scotland and the islands" sounds like heaven to me. I've been to Edinburgh, but never to the highlands or the islands.
ReplyDeleteNow, I'm thinking it was Billy whose photographs you posted a couple of times, or am I wrong? I'm thinking of boats with deck-gardens, no?
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Kay, Alberta, Canada
An Unfittie's Guide to Adventurous Travel
Lovely post! And lovely too that even after everything he has experienced, the sea still has its way :)
ReplyDeleteKay - you are right, same Billy. If you would like to see more of his adventures, have a look at his blog http://mudclubber.blogspot.com (click on archives to view)
ReplyDeleteVal - Love it or hate it, you can't beat it!