The Azores to Falmouth

The final leg, lazy days, whales, battle in the English Channel, home at last.






            Finally and reluctantly we departed Terceira and The Azores on Sunday the 13th July, with fondRepairing the cruising chute before the final passage farewells to our friends on sailing yacht Liv 1. If you get the chance have a trip to the Azores, quite wonderful, peaceful, and offering walks, ocean and wildlife.

            In light breezes we made slow progress in a NE direction over the next few days. Perky Perkins was pressed into use much of the time and so we motored across calm blue seas. The benefit of a calm sea is that we all get on with plenty; cake making, fresh bread, reading, repairs, school work (not much of that though). Although warm and dry during the days we found things pretty cool in the cockpit at night and were soon wrapped warm in oilskins and fleeces. Bridget favoured 2 woolly hats at night!

            Us and our dear friends from Liv-1On days 5 and 6 we had good breezes and made 150 miles plus each 24 hours, but this didn’t last, and with light winds, and no real helpful current we gradually made towards England. Another advantage of calm seas is that seeing whales is easier and Georges’ sharp eyes spotted whales on 3 occasions. Whilst eating supper in the cockpit we all glanced up on Georges’ shout to see two large dorsal fins, one either side of Double waters, just passing by……

            With land almost in sight, the smell of Cornish pasties wafting in the breeze and the Big Adventure coming to an emotional end, the weather had one last sting for us. A stiff easterly breeze coming down the English Channel. This meant a tough final day as we tacked to and fro easing our way past Lands End, Wolf Rock, The Lizard, and finally as darkness fell, navigating past The Manacles and in to Falmouth Harbour. At well afterSo many dolphins visited us tis passage midnight we dropped the hook into the mud, English mud. Home at last. And celebrated with some bubbly and chocolate and bed.

            Our few days in Falmouth were made special by seeing our sailing friends, Peter, Benedicta, Filipa, and Emil and reuniting with John, Angela, Josh and Benny from Tavistock. Wonderful.

            By the end of July we had sailed Double Waters back to Plymouth where we were greeted by more of our special friends and family. A very emotional home-coming and a lovely evening spent aboard DW with a BBQ on the dock.


One last lazy full oilskins...

            All very sad over the next few days as we removed most of our belongings from our brilliant floating home of the last two years! Rapidly Double Waters began to feel just like any other boat, not our special home; we seemed to strip out her character. And now she is securely moored in Cornwall, near Millbrook, and we tidy and prepare her for the FOR SALE sign and her next owners.

By Graham.