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Blyth to Lindisfarne 3rd June 2007

Well it's off again, this time on my own so I will have to release the lines and stow the fenders myself from now on. The next port of call will be interesting for me, due to the fact that my fixed depth sounder is not working. I have the spare that my wife Linda brought to Hartlepool so I will rig the transducer onto the boat hook with a bungee so I will easily be able to remove and replace it as required.

The wind is still from the south but the weather has improved, and I can see the scenery for a change. The sea birds are abundant in this area, with Puffins being the most prolific, ducking under the water as we approach. There are a few Gannets gliding through the air looking not unlike Concorde with their heads and pointed beak slightly drooped, scanning the sea for food and diving from great heights with wings swept back as they enter the sea. The razor bills when not in the sea fly like fighter squadrons low over waves dodging and going from sight behind the bigger waves.

This is a better day for sailing with more east in the wind so a broad reach is possible and the movement of the boat being less. The Farne Islands come into view so I check the chart for the best passage through to my destination, and decide to take the inner passage which will take me closer to Banburgh Castle and along the long deserted sandy shores of Northumberland. I pass through the tide rush just past Banburgh, the first of the tidal flows I will cross on this voyage, with the Farne Islands to seaward; if the fog had persisted today I would have been reluctant to take this passage due to the many shallows and small rocky outcrops.

Its not too long before I can see my destination, and with trepidation I check the pilotage before entering into the shallows of the anchorage. Not sure of the depths and without a working fixed depth sounder I decide to drop anchor close to the fishing boats, so that I will be able to leave at any time.

With the anchor down, and transits noted I prepare the evening meal and take in the splendour of the scenery in this area, with a check on the transits to make sure the anchor is holding, so I can relax to check on the passage plan to Eyemouth for the next day.