Day 7 – Porthoustock to Seaton – 32.5 nm
The start wasn't too early, being on the flood again meant
that the tides were reasonable, with 08:00 on the water. The pigs were still taking
it easy, snoring contentedly, as we left.
The forecast was for a good start, with a strengthening
breeze later. Things didn't look so good for the upcoming days though, so it
was time to get some miles in. I paddled
out of Porthoustock under blue skies, hardly a swell and a gentle off
shore breeze – sea breeze conditions perhaps?
Again it was a bit of a geography day, with the beach at
Seaton being the goal. Plymouth would be nice, but unlikely. Hopefully if the weather held it should be the first ‘mindless’
day, no tide races or significant headlands, no rebound or fog, just straightforward, boring miles
hopefully.
A quick round of dodge the muppet, on his way into
Falmouth, and then things resumed their uneventful progress for a while. Taking
a break for a lunch I watched a yacht sneaking up, sniffing the chance for a
bit of a wash I put the food away, on with the deck and a bit of a sprint
to catch up.
We chatted about kayaks, yachts and general watery stuff as
they drew me towards Plymouth. A few quick calculations and I had to accept that
I wasn't going to make Plymouth with my new company, it was going to be too far
against the tide, so I bid farewell and pointed left towards Seaton. The
weather started to deteriorate as I landed, but by
now I was on the beach – not my problem any more.
And that was it, a refreshingly stress free day – 7 and half
hours to cover the 32 nm – nothing fantastic, but that will do nicely.
