End of Summer

Rounding off the year’s sailing

12th July to 12th October 2026

The distinctive cliffs of Old Harry Rocks

After a happy August, living in my house rather than aboard Henrietta, doing things that normal folk do when living on land and not working (eating, walking, chatting, washing, putting the bins out, and so on), and after fixing some of Henrietta’s broken bits, I locked out of Exeter Canal and spent a few more weeks sailing hither and thither.

In part it was a nostalgic end-of-season sailing trip around some of the English Channel’s popular places that I’ve seen on and off over the past sixty years. In part it was just to quench my unceasing nomadic restlessness. (Also, when you have a mild sailing addiction it’s hard to stop.)

Here’s some bits of what happened. 

Though, come to think of it, why should you be remotely interested in what happened or what I did? So I’ll just show you some pictures and add a few comments.

Swanage is a wonderful place to stop and anchor. This time I coincided with the folk festival…
Enthusiasts keep these handsome beasts running out of Swanage
Handsome cattle on the South West Coast Path nearby

The ever popular Square & Compass, convenient break when walking the Coast Path

A short sail east through the Solent took me to Chichester Harbour and thence a bus trip to Chichester (and it’s fabulous cathedral)

Back west through the Solent again to Lymington where I pick up two friends, both experienced sailors, Christopher and Andrew. Between the three of us there’s a combined age of well over 200…lots of experience!

Over to Alderney in the Channel Islands for walking and gannet watching
After a quick stop in Sark, a brisk race-assisted sail to Cherbourg and day visit La Cité de La Mer. It includes this fabulous aquarium.

We sail back to Poole next day where I drop off crew, and then spend a night and day on Brownsea Island squirrel-watching and marvelling at a fine rainbow

Before sailing back, retracing steps, across the Channel to France (having realised I didn’t have enough wine) and the Channel Islands

If you find yourself in the island of Sark, I unreservedly recommend this place for the best carrot cake in Europe.

It’s getting chilly in October and normally busy anchorages are empty …

Henrietta all alone in La Grève de la Ville, Sark

I leave next day for a tiring windy sail to an old favourite, Cawsand, near Plymouth. It’s all been quite rushed using weather windows that grow less common as autumn arrives.

Anchored off Cawsand, Cornwall
NATO navies practicing out of Devonport, included this Portuguese submarine . Submarines always look so terribly sinister.

And now Henrietta is back in the calm fresh water of Exeter Canal, where she’ll spend the winter. I walked home on Monday, happy to have enjoyed the final 600 miles of this year’s journey in familiar waters.

Sunrise off Alderney

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