Met-up with Steve in Pwllheli, and planned our journey north over the next few days. He had brought a pilot book with him with the same title as this post, so we spent the evening scaring ourselves witless.
The first obstacle to negotiate was the dreaded harbour entrance, but leaving at the top of the tide was definitely the right thing to do; none of the drama from the previous occasion.
Next up was Bardsey Sound; needless to say, all the pilots put the wind up you about how careful you have to be with timing etc, but none of them agree when this is; sometimes varying by as much as 4 hours! In the end we took a vote, and still got it wrong; but it turned out to be no drama. This left us a beat up the Lleyn peninsular to Porth Dinllaen, which started in 22 knots, but finished more benignly in the dark, with virtually no wind at all.
It was an early start the next morning to catch the tide across Caernarfon Bar. The coastline was, again, shrouded in mist, but the sun quickly appeared to burn most of it away. The tide into Caernarfon was pretty awesome; so much so, that we had to take a tea break before dealing with the Swellies.
The scenery in the Menai Straits is quite stunning; I’m glad we decided to come here rather than go on to Holyhead.
Although the weather has been fantastic, pretty much since we left, the fog and mist has made coastal photography difficult. Nonetheless, we’ll soon put a few bits and pieces together on the Photos page.
Now back to the sun bathing.