Well, we made it and I finally got my revenge on the mast tied up alongside
in Falmouth harbour so we are fully halyarded again. Even in the calm it
was quite a job - in retrospect I think there was virtually no chance of
having achieved it underway.
Falmouth harbour is very impressive, especially when you realise Mojomo is
one of the smallest boats in there - a lot of very large motor boats tied up
alongside. Pretty sure we passed Newtsville (Jonny from ybw?) anchored up a
fair way out as we came in - but didn't have a chance to say hi.
Jobs done we all headed shore side for a beer or two. We hadn't been tied
up for more than 5 minutes before Tom and Marco managed to get us adopted by
a girl who worked on one of the other boats. Turned out to be a good move,
she had a hire car, knew where everything was, gave us lifts up and down to
Shirley Heights and the traditional Sunday evening reggae bash. So thanks
Jules for a great evening and good luck with looking for a new job. People
crawled back to the boat in various states of disarray at various hours (an
inverse correlation between youth and the hour returned I fear)
Up at first light, we threw Rob & Tom on to the dockside (they are tarting
themselves around for a boat going vaguely towards Canada - though we did
point out they are hardly any closer now than when they left the UK - not
sure Geography was in their degree course!). Good luck with it - and look
forward to hearing how you get on.
Meanwhile the rest of us are sailing South at about 10knots on a beam reach
aiming for Isles des Saints tonight and Martinique tomorrow.