My plans for the weekend worked out well. I caught the afternoon tide out of Fareham, down to Portsmouth, then out and across to Bembridge.
It turned out that the Fareham Sailing and Motor Boat Club had an organised meeting and dinner over at Island Harbour Marina on the Medina on the Isle of Wight, but I didn’t find out about it until Saturday lunch-time. I had a go at beating up towards Cowes to meet them in the morning, but it was choppy and would’ve taken many hours. The forecast for Sunday was even stronger westerlies. So I decided to reach over to Bembridge and reach back the next day.
Nothing exciting happened, but then it is the Solent. Here’s a nice picture of Bembridge Harbour.
Engine hours: zero. (OK, I did run the engine for five minutes to stop the fuel gumming up and make sure it worked.) Sailed solo upwind onto the pontoon at mid tide in Bembridge in a very stiff breeze and a tight space.
The two important things for me, this weekend, are (1) that Tammy is at last feeling like she’s back in one piece, with nearly everything in the right place, and ready to go, and (2) I am feeling like I’m back in one piece — able to use my left arm almost all the time without difficulty. I was told it would be one year to recover, but I think I’m 80% of the way there after six months. I think I can confidently plan some more adventurous sailing for the rest of the year.
If I’m to take part in the Jester Azores Challenge in May I’d better get going!