Peek at Armorique
What is it about ferries? You can't wait to get on and then you can't wait to get off. Sylvia's detour was minimal compared to Rosie and John's (friends from Spanish lessons) who travelled an additional 1 000 miles as a result of the ferry cancellation.
Goodbye misty Roscoff
Not sorry to leave Roscoff but missing Spain and all the lovely people who were so kind and welcoming.
Land ahoy!
First sighting of Rame Head - and it's not raining.
Hello Plymouth
Plymouth Breakwater
I've never taken much notice of it before, but everything related to our final destination suddenly seems to attract my attention.
Blue sky and flat calm
Many Dolphins were leaping about during the Channel crossing. Four did a synchronised leap close to where I was sitting at the very front (bow apparently) of the boat. It was the sort of spectacle that you generally have to pay a lot of money to see (in my experience). A Gannet also flew across in front of the window. It was like live tv. Unfortunately it can't be added to our Spanish count of 165 bird species. Never mind.
Plymouth Millbay Docks
And that's that.
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