42:27.480N 08:55.123W

The passage was a two hour motor as the wind had now disappeared altogether. We avoided the fishing boats, lobster pots and the very rocky approach into the small harbour/marina. It was full with local boats but we were found a pontoon and squeezed in, literally. There was a very pretty boat on the pontoon—Sara O.

Helen went to the beach and was creative!

but meanwhile round the corner on the other beaches the young, and old, were stretched out in the sun

As the sun set and the air cooled the beach bars and disco warmed up

The bikinis were exchanged for evening wear!

On the hard there is a yacht that has just been lifted out—the front edge of its keel has been ripped away——another stray rock!