Day5 Sunday 22nd May-Fowey for a bit longer.

The swell was heavy in the harbour last night and much larger boats than mine were bouncing up against the pontoon. I decided to go up river a bit and found serenity in Wiseman's Reach. On one side is the Imrys quay, which is where boats are loaded and the other side is just a beautiful Cornish river. I felt very smug as I ticked into my pasta washed down by a Cabernet-Shiraz-Merlot.

i awoke early at 5.50 and the place was silky smooth. There were only the sounds of owls and sea birds.

I was moored next to a lovely classic boat and I took many pitctes trying to optimise the composition of boat and reflection. I toyed with the idea of sketching it but I wanted a bit more sleep and it would still be there later.

The forecast was for a stong south westerly decreasing and veering to the south. This meant that later I may stand a chance of getting to Falmouth. In order to benefit from the west running tide. I went to the cashpoint first and was shocked to see my balance, It shouldn't be that low. How was I going to sort that out on a Sunday, particularly as I'd forgotten to bring my on line banking details with me.

 I set off at midday. I had the main sail fully reefed and started off motor sailing.However I made the mistake of towing my iinflatable.Within a short time it went airborne and then turned upside down. Its nose started to dig into the water and I believed the strain would rip the rope off it. I decided I should return and wait for better conditions, I was also rattled by my bank account situation. how can a day start so well and deteriorate so quickly?

Back in the harbour the wind continued to drop and I felt tempted to restart my journey. proper yachtsman wouldn't piss around in harbour! Get out there again my inner voice said, but I knew I'd lost the tide and didn't fancy trying to get around Dodman Point with the tide against me.

I now had time to wander around the galleries in town. There was a large sculpture of a wolf howling at the moon. What sort of frame of mind would you need to be in to spend a couple of grand on a subject like this?

The weather continued to improve and I savoured the sites as I made my way back to Wiseman's reach. there was the shabbiest wreck of a boat I'd ever seen on a mooring. there was also a wonderfully narrow proportioned house that was little wider than a boat shed.I took photos of both but gave up waiting for them to upload despite taking them on a low resolution setting.I'm finding this very frustrating and will probably post fewer photos in future. My laptop is also refusing to charge on both my mains and 12v leads!