Returning to Plymouth, it was time to head towards where we’d ended our 2018 adventure, so southwards into the English Channel we headed.   Using the basic laws of geography, and by heading due south we should eventually hit France, and preferably Roscoff, so that’s what we prepared for.            2am saw us step off UK READ MORE

We’d left nowhere in particular heading towards somewhere else and, for once, with the wind blowing in the correct direction and the sea flat and calm, it wasn’t long before we were flying along at 8 knots with the sun on our faces and a following breeze. All very pleased with ourselves, we settled back READ MORE

….“There is nothing – absolutely nothing better than messing about in boats” …. said ‘Rattie’ in Wind of the Willows.    This timeless tale was written by Kenneth Graeme whilst convalescing in Fowey from tuberculosis.  And it was here, in a small corner of Cornwall, that we next landed and spent more days than we expected READ MORE

Yes, I know ‘To boldly go’ is a split infinitive, but Cpt Kirk got away with it and so shall I. So we never quite made it round the UK but in the six months aboard our alternative plan took us to all of the South Coast of the UK the Northern Coast of France, READ MORE

“Let’s be brave and not go to Marinas for the next two weeks, we can anchor at night and explore secluded rivers”…. this was another one of those seemingly great ideas that are agreed upon during a libation – or three.    It all sounds like the stuff of dreams and adventure with exciting times laying READ MORE

Saying our goodbyes to Sienna’s crew and with the promise of meeting again soon in Jersey once our livers have recovered, we started west. After a brief overnight stop at Lymington we exited the Solent early, passing its fortress guard of Hurst Castle.  This grim, isolated building served as a prison for King Charles I READ MORE

With memories of last year’s departure party which included a broken nose, a suspected heart attack, bouncers slinging customers out, lost clothing and massive hangovers we adopted a quieter approach to the start of 2019’s adventure. So on Tuesday 16th April at 0600 sharp we parted company with our winter home and once again we READ MORE

The winter months saw Le Jouannet being lifted from the water and spending the Christmas and New Year period in a cradle alongside the banks of Hamble marshes.    The wintery months were full of the unrelenting and repetitive tasks of scrubbing her bottom, anti-fouling and polishing but then what do you expect when you live READ MORE

Where to moor LJ during the winter months was a pressing dilemma but after numerous phone calls we realised that returning her to her home port on the River Hamble under the watchful eye of Fairview Sailing was too good an offer to turn down.   Our arrival home was agreed at early October which gave READ MORE

The end of August arrived as did the shortening of daylight hours and a decision had to be made about when and from where we should start heading home.  We were now midway between St Malo and our initial goal of Roscoff where we had planned to cross the channel to Falmouth.   The distance between READ MORE