After the Parade of Sail on Saturday morning in Cowes, we decided to take advantage of the weather to begin Caressa's return trip to Pin Mill.
For once I was sailing East from Cowes with the wind behind me. We set the spinaker, put the kettle on and broke out the hammock.
The sun went down and we sailed on into the night. As we passed Beachy head we saw a massive globe sitting on the cliff, illuminated from one side. It looked like one of the giant golf balls on the moor at Fylingdales, perhaps a new addition to our early warning systems? Then it slowly took off and rose into the sky and the penny dropped, it was the moon.
The sun performed a similar act in the morning giving us a re-wind of the sunset as we meandered on past Dungeness. Then in the flat water we saw a fin, then another. We sailed towards them and were joined for a few minutes by two, then three porpoises.
Magical.
Sailing can be gruesome or it can be sublime, but to experience the special moments you have to be out there....................
see
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=Nw9MhQ-u_vc
and
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=aWowneLoc64
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