The weather has been perfect these last few days, so I finally managed my first overnight trip of the season. I went to a place where I had been before, mostly because it's sheltered and nice and I didn't expect anyone else to be there on a weekday evening. It turned out there were a few others, but no one near enough to be trouble.
The sail started with, well not sailing. There was very little wind on Wednesday, so I motored the major part of the distance. It was still nice in the sun and very few other boats out. I met one bigger thing though, which I took for a sea scout vessel, but it later turned out to be charter vessel full of high school kids. How I know that? See later.
To get to the anchorage there's a nice narrow passage to be navigated, and it's that passage which prevents bigger boats to get in here at all, so it's very much a secret small boat haven.
I had a beer and a steamy vampire book.
Ravioli for dinner.
A lamp to read by although it didn't get really dark so near midsummer.
Then I went to bed. The night was perfectly still, not a sound, no wind, nothing. In the morning the wind got up, but the anchor held. I did move to the other side of the cove for a few hours later, though in order to get a little more peace and quiet.
Then I sailed home. There was enough wind to sail all the way, too. As I closed on the city, I was buzzed first by an ambulance helicopter, then a Coastguard fast craft. Ashore were fire engines. I later found out that it was the very charter boat I encountered the day before - which had been on fire.