


Hamble to West Bay, Bridport,
Sixty-five nautical miles, leaving first light at 6pm.
Rising nice and early and waiting for the sun to come up so we could slip out of a very tight spot that Octopus was moored in. Low water was at five but we needed to see where we were going, so we left our mooring at about six with Chris taking the helm and steering her out beautifully. As we came out of Hamble we could see a few other yachts, the Isle of Wight ferry and a couple of larger ships that we steered well clear of. It turned out to be a very chilly and misty morning unlike the day before, but later when we rang the children in Bridport they reported they were already in their shorts and T shirts and that it was a lovely sunny morning there, so we were hopeful that the sun would soon break through.
By lunch time we were also enjoying sunshine and eating poached egg sandwiches cutesy of Alan, who seemed to be galley slave for the day. We made very good time throughout the day, apart from a bit of dodgy navigation when the depth sounder reading was only just over a metre! Lesson one…be very vigilant when trying to take short cuts in the Solent.
The afternoon was spent enjoying the weather and the views of Portland and Dorset coast. Chris got his computer navigation software up and running, it’s very reassuring to see a clear picture of where you have been and where you are going. By 4:30 Chris had informed Bridport Harbour Master that we would be arriving at five. Approaching the harbour we were greeted by cries of ‘Hello Mum, Dad’ by our welcoming party waving from the end of the harbour wall. Octopus was brought in by Pat and moored at the end of the pontoon, where we are still.
Granny Margaret watched us from the harbour wall and everyone else packed on to Octopus. With Alan and Gaynor’s help we cooked new potatoes and casserole for seventeen and we all managed to fit around the two tables without any difficulty.
Chris, Gaynor and I had a quick dash to Five Farthings to pick up some clothes for the children. By the time we got back to Octopus the children had already been to the beach with their cousins and had discovered the joys of their new home being surrounded by water, (they can get wet so much easier here!!) Six very, very, very excited children got ready to spend their first night on Octopus. Alan went to the pub with Chris’s brothers leaving Gaynor, Chris and I to open the complementary bottle of champagne that the yacht brokers gave us. A dolphin, who had been in the harbour all day came to the stern of the boat to talk to us, but was then followed by a load of people wanting a closer look at him and one mad chap jumped in the harbour to get a bit closer. Earlier the children had managed to stroke him, but while we slept he was escorted back to the open sea!