And the weekend really was, a ketch on a sparkling sea
Below the "Poole navy" rushing off somewhere while the trading ketch takes a more leisurely approach.
Later sailing into the early evening with those magnificent chalk cliffs as backdrop.
Flat calm in the morning sunshine and a super low spring tide, no prizes for guessing how we got around.
Which was just as well since there was no wind and the alternative might have disturbed the peace and quiet.
day one - the monkfish bites
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