Goldfinch in Scotland

Another early start this morning. We left Amble at 5.30 am to continue north and passing by the Farne Islands with their spectacular bird populations and on to Lindisfarne where we had hoped to anchor overnight.  Unfortunately a pessimistic weather forecast ruled out this idea and we had to content ourselves with a slow 'fly-by'.   Another day perhaps.

Mike at Lindisfarne

In fact,  the predicted southwesterly didn't materialise and we motored most of the way to Eyemouth. Fortunately the engine seems cured of its incontinence after our ministrations at Amble and performed admirably.

The entrance to Eyemouth harbour is 'interesting'.   A very narrow channel between hard prickles upon which the surf was breaking, and then through a narrow gap between two breakwaters.  The rocks to the north are named "Hairy Ness"  and the nearest and scariest one "Hard Rock".  No kidding...

Eyemouth itself is very much a fishing port and we tied up in the middle of an attractive small town with old red sandstone buildings. There is just a tiny sprinkling of tourism and everyone is very welcoming.  This seems to be a common theme of the trip so far.  There is a small selection of shops and a 'serious' chandlery whuch sells massive shackles and anchors for trawlers rather than the usual selection of  boutique yottie clothing.

We are just planning our next move.  This will either be to Anstruther (accidentally called 'Ann Summers by Mike - I think he has been at sea too long!) or direct to Arbroath where we will be making some crew changes.  In any event, a day off is called for tomorrow (Wednesday) and we will decide later.

Off for a pint o' heavy and a deep fried Mars bar.

Mike & Des on a walk from St Abbs Head to Eyemouth