From Tortoise Head to, um… Tortoise Head

    Not sure how long it’s been since we slept for over 12 hours, but we didn’t get up on deck until after about 10am. Lying in my back cabin I was just gently plashed from side to side, looking at the sky through the little window. Divine. M made smasher breakfast du jour - Egg in a Hole. And cups of tea. We whiled away another hour or two and thought we’d head over to another favourite spot. Rhyll.

    Pulled up on the beach. As usual, I made a dash for the well situated public toilets having scorned the porta-loo onboard after M dumped Mr Hanky in it. Noodled up to the Rhyll Bazaar and ummed and aahed over an old 1970’s crockpot. I let it go in the end, but am still keen to get one, but maybe slightly less archaic.

    Then, the cafe on the corner. They were busy. Service was slow, but worth the wait. We languished over newspapers, and M had a second coffee to prolong the whole experience. We checked in at the chandlery on the way back to see if they had an update on the weather. The guy checked the forecase on the net, and M’s eyebrows peaked. He became Man of Action. We left Rhyll post haste for Tortoise Head. Again. As it would be far easier to leave from there in the morning (as opposed to Rhyll) to catch the high tide around 11am Monday at Cannons Creek (which become mud at low tide).

    Tortoise Head in distance

    We made it to Tortoise Head on dusk, using me with binoculars and the GPS to tentatively make our way back through the channel to where we had spent last night.

    The wake at dusk

    Too dark to go ashore. Pesto and pasta for dinner, a modicum of chocolate, and early to bed. M warned of a stiff mornings sail ahead…


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