We had an early start and I woke up to hear fog horns blasting in the Solent.
It was misty but the creek was clear, so we decided to head off; we had a tide to catch at Hurst Point.
We set off into the mist with visibility of about 1 mile. However after 30 minutes we watched a huge bank of fog start to eerily creep across the Solent towards us.
We raced it down the Solent and managed to pick up a local buoy that was empty, just as we were enveloped; phew, that was close!
The upside of this was that it gave Tony a chance to cook one of his amazing breakfasts, as we waited for the fog to clear!
The sun burnt through and we slipped our mooring. It was an easy run to Poole, with the added excitement of 4 mackerel caught on my lucky fishing line.
Barry was waiting for us on the Quay, hopped aboard and we cooked the fish. Food does not get fresher than that!
The boys are off home today, with Barry joining me for the next week.
It has certainly been a fun week and we have laughed a lot.
Steve and Tony are like a double act; part comedian, part competitive, part married couple!
One minute they are laughing at old stories, next they are arguing over the use of bomb blast doors in the Royal Building, then they are squabbling about the whereabouts of the big sharp knife!
Never a dull moment and all very entertaining.
They have been great company and I hope that they enjoyed themselves.
Weather next week looks a bit dodgy, so it will be a case of rushing across to Torquay as soon as we can.
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