We slept well and woke to a flat calm and a pleasant morning. What we should have woken to, according to every single weather forecast, was a yachtsmans gale!
Oh well, no going back to plan A now. A leisurely start to the day involved coffee and then breakfast at Tollesbury Cafe. This was followed by a raid on Tesco in Maldon to stock up the galley.
By the time we got back to the marina, Rik had arrived and we all repaired on board and put the kettle on. After a stowing session in the galley, activities were somewhat constrained by a band of heavy rain. We spent time going through the systems with Rik instead.
With the rain clearing, I headed out on deck in my wellies and scrubbed all the dust, dirt and bird droppings off the cabin. Ah, a clean boat! I don't suppose it'll last.
We then investigated the inner forestay which led to some head scratching. Put it to one side intending to consult the previous owner add to hire to rig it as nothing seemed to fit. Penny dropped, I think, a little later. We'll try that again!
Jane cooked us a superb sweet and sour chicken for dinner and we even had a glass of champagne courtesy of a half bottle of the stuff Glen had won in a raffle.
After refilling the primary water tank, it was off to the bar for some beer then coffee and rum by the light of the oil lamps before bed.
Rik was struggling with the slightly narrow port settee but the cure seemed to be to rig the lee cloth even though we're in port. I'll see if it worked in the morning.
Tomorrow, we're hoping to move Erbas over to Bradwell so that we're out of the tidal clutches of Woodrolfe Creek. The forecast is horrible but I've no faith in that do it'll be a case of walking out to the sea wall and looking.
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