I was under strict instructions from both
Julian and Yvonne not to touch any of the ropes, which was quite easy
to obey since my index and little fingers are both partner splinted
to their adjacent digits and I have no grip. I was put in charge of the radio instead, and told not to come on deck until we were clear of the harbour and any temptation to help!
As we headed through the lock we got a call from
Dover Harbour Control. The marina wanted to talk to us, so we tied up
on the waiting pontoon and Julian headed up to the office. Turns out
he had forgotten to pay....
We were soon off again and heading out of the
western harbour entrance. Harbour control asked us to dawdle once we
were clear of that entrance, to let a procession of ferries enter
through the eastern entrance. so we motored slowly along the outside
of the breakwater. The wind was in our faces and there was no point
putting the sails up. It was a real slog getting round the South
Foreland, and I stayed below dozing almost the whole time while Julian
and Yvonne took it in turn to helm.
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