The UK was being battered by storm Ashley and we sat in Crouesty twiddling our thumbs making up things to do and walking, a lot!.   We’d used up our two free days and then cashed in a load of points for another, we then paid for two more and used up another free day to READ MORE

Once in the water again we quickly got her victualed and set out of the lock to actually do some sailing.   Our first stop was Port Haliguen, about 12 miles across the Bay of Morbihan. We’d been here before, but this was our first experience in in the visitor holding pen which, at first seemed READ MORE

Stuart ‘Billy no mates’ returned to LJ all by himself, because Nina decided she important things to do at home, with a mountain to climb; the polishing of 86 feet of blue gel coat.   The second problem was having to live in the boat, in a cradle with no running water and no useable toilet.   READ MORE

We took a deep breath and headed out to sea.  It was a little blustery at the Arzal lock but we pressed on. However, by the time we got to the start of the estuary, it was blowing old boots.  Can I just point out that I’m not actually sure how windy ‘Old Boots’ are READ MORE

Never have we both been so ready to return to LJ.  The nonsense with our roofs continues as does the ridiculousness of the attitude of some of the residents of Marchwood who claim to be adults, suffice it to say we have both had enough and longed to be back on board. We had no READ MORE

We said goodbye to Mr John Moore. John married Nina’s mother, Maleta in 1986 and to Nina he was her Dad.     John travelled the world and experienced enough for two lives and adventures that we could only dream of.   In his younger days John was an avid sailor, racing flying forties in Stranraer and READ MORE

For the past 14 years, Nina has been suffering back pain and discomfort which as the years rolled by the pain got worse and our ability to enjoy anything outdoors was reduced to nothing more than ½km from the car, on a good day.     Whilst residents of Surrey, she constantly battled to even be allowed READ MORE

From Pornic we bounced north into the waves and wind, as per usual, and arrived at Penerf.  This was a new harbour for us and the entrance was not the easiest with shallows and oddly placed buoys, which added to the fun.    But once in, we were treated to a stunning sunset accompanied with the READ MORE

Having waved the family goodbye we returned back to the chaos of Ile’d Yeu with its familiar summer multi-rafting mayhem.  That said, we got lucky this time. As we entered the marina, a boat had just departed from a peaceful pontoon at the far end and the Capitainere let us have it! We settled down READ MORE

At some stage we would have to start our return north. Whilst travelling south this summer, the wind continuously blew on the nose (story of our life) so returning north is going to be great?  We waved goodbye to Royan and the wind turned 180° and so we beasted our way back to La Rochelle! READ MORE