Chichester Yacht Club Magazine September 2018 | Page 20

We arrived on a rising tide and anchors to the bow, twenty feet apart, others were too close
ready, and the fun began.
to each other had to re anchor.
It was almost balletic as the boats circled
around each other selecting suitable spots to
drop the anchor, with hopefully the right
amount of chain, and as some boats stopped,
others re anchored, until finally all were
content and crews waited and watched to
make sure all was secure.
Suddenly, 4 motor boats raced into the bay,
massive wash and a huge burst of sound sent
the birds swooshing up into the sky. These
naval cadets must have been more advanced
than the Dartmouth lot and their activities far
more exciting to watch.
Boats chasing round the bay with all guns
blazing, smoke bombs, much firing into the
undergrowth and at each other. One boat
surrendered and after hands up and a bit of
shouting they all packed up and went off for
tea or something. It was quite exciting and we
didn’t even have to pay!
The tide went out and we were marooned in a
small pool of water not actually big enough for
7 and 2 went aground for a while. I’m sure
Dawn Chorus grounded just to show us how
to manage such a situation, should we ever
find ourselves in the same position.
Friday 22nd June
Awoke surrounded by mud. Lots of birds
breakfasting and local buzzards getting short
shrift from the gulls and rooks.
On a rising tide the CYC flotilla took flight (this
time, Dancing Deva was the first to twitch).
A free day so Avalon and Pell Mell sailed to
Fowey, Coco and Dancing Deva to Mayflower
Marina, Dawn Chorus, Good Day Sunshine
and Rascallion to Cawsands Bay where we
anchored, hoping for a peaceful night.
There, we all went ashore in the dinghies for
Meanwhile, wind shifts had moved the boats
dinner in the pub and the boats were still all
around a bit and boats were swinging different there when we got back, always a bonus.
ways. Surprisingly, a couple were now bow to
River Yealm
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