At 07h00, we weighed anchor, still manually (John and I did!).<\/p>\n
And, once again, the wind was totally absent.
\nWe resigned to motor all the way; we had no choice.
\nAt least, we were assured to maintain a good and predictable speed.<\/p>\n
Our course was south-west, leaving the shore 2 to 3 miles on portside, to the west cardinal of The Stones<\/em>, past St Ives<\/em>, then rounding The Wra<\/em>, Cape Cornwall<\/em> and The Brisons<\/em>, to take a southern route to Land\u2019s End<\/em>.<\/p>\n The wind came up, unfortunately against us. We kept motoring, having given up the idea of sailing.<\/p>\n At 13h00, we sneaked between the Longships<\/em> rocks and Land\u2019s End<\/em>, which John saluted with respect, while I was finishing my lunch at the tiller.<\/p>\n Land’s End<\/p><\/div>\n Newlyn<\/strong> <\/em>is mostly a fishing boats harbour.<\/p>\n Newlyn<\/p><\/div>\n We were only authorized to enter provided we declared having no cats nor dogs or other animals on board (though I don\u2019t really understand why, considering the impressive quantity of seagulls established all over the place). We didn\u2019t mention we still had a few live worms from John\u2019s fishing equipment.<\/p>\n At 16h30, John was at the tiller as we entered the harbour walls, looking for the berth we had been allocated. I jumped to the tiller, looked up, to discover huge fishing boats all around, a tight empty space on portside at the pontoon that we had almost passed by, with John shouting at me \u201cIt\u2019s there, it\u2019s there!<\/em>\u201d.<\/p>\n China Blue in Newlyn<\/p><\/div>\n A miracle happened. I don\u2019t exactly know how, but by an intuitive-luck-inspired combination of pushing tiller, reversing throttle, pulling tiller, full forward and full reverse again, I managed to park China Blue in her designated berth in a method somewhat resembling what you\u2019d call a Handbrake Parallel Park. And there we were, in Newlyn<\/em>, our very last stop in the UK.<\/p>\n Newlyn<\/p><\/div>\n We celebrated our last night in Wales at the Star Inn<\/em><\/strong>, a very local and pleasant pub right outside the harbour. Jacqueline and Ben<\/p><\/div>\n Ben Gunn<\/em><\/strong> is an artist who revealed itself very late, and whose paintings decorate some walls of the pub (https:\/\/bengunn-newlyn-blog.tumblr.com\/<\/a>). After the pub and to satisfy John\u2019s alarmingly growing hunger, we ordered food from a Chinese takeaway conveniently located next door, and had dinner on board China Blue. Foggy Newlyn harbour<\/p><\/div>\n The next morning, I was quite worried when discovering the thick fog that bathed the harbour, and had nothing to do with the beers from the night before. After all, we were to cross the Channel!<\/p>\n But John assured me that it would clear up, and he was once again right.<\/p>\n (To be continued<\/a>)<\/em><\/p>\n <\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":" From Newquay Bay to Newlyn – Around Land\u2019s End Having spent a peaceful night at anchor in Newquay Bay, we departed for Newlyn, Cornwall, Penzance Bay. At 07h00, we weighed anchor, still manually (John and I did!). And, once again, … Continue reading ![\"Land's](\"https:\/\/leblanc.pl\/china_blue\/wp-content\/uploads\/2021\/10\/land_end_light.jpg\" "\\"Land's")
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\nI was busy preparing mooring lines and fenders, not looking around, when he hastily called me to negotiate the manoeuvre. He suddenly didn\u2019t want to be responsible of steering China Blue.<\/p>\n<\/a>
\nWithout hitting anything!<\/p>\n
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\nAgain, I could enjoy the kindness of the people and their welcoming attitude, and have nice talks with interesting characters, like Jacqueline<\/em> <\/strong>and Ben<\/em><\/strong>, who are pictured here.<\/p>\n<\/a>
\nJacqueline<\/em> is a joyful woman, with the peculiar and rare characteristic of wearing my mother\u2019s first name.<\/p>\n
\nChinese dinner on a Chinese rig, everything was in order.<\/p>\n<\/a>At 14h00, we left England and sailed to France.<\/h3>\n