Our first night
sail.
July 2011
The forecast was for very little
wind and a calm sunny weekend so we thought it was the ideal opportunity for
our first night sail on Nomad. We left the marina at 11.30pm while the horizon
was still glowing a deep orange and there
was still enough light to see the Beacons and the Perch in silhouette. Once in
the channel and looking back towards the
coastal street lights, it was truly night time with some of the unlit channel
buoys only visible by torch light.
It was a stress-free trip along the
channel as we now know it so well and once we reached the Fairway, we took
shifts for an hour each on route to
Lynas Point. I took the first shift from 12.30 Saturday morning. Strangely,
there was still a faint glow along a short stretch of the horizon. In fact, it
never did go completely dark all night. There was always a sense that the sun
had just ‘dipped’ out of sight and would
soon be back.
On route to Puffin, the lighthouse
at Trwyn Du and the buoys along the North Passage were clearly visible,
blinking their coded lights in the darkness. Lynas lighthouse was outstandingly
bright, so much so that it was hard to believe it was so far away. By the end
of Graham’s shift at 2.30am it was
already getting lighter as the orange glow on the horizon intensified and, by
the time we arrived at Porth Wen at around 4am, it was clearly daylight. We
anchored quietly so as not to wake crews on the other boats in the bay and got
to bed before seeing the sunrise.
Waking up in Porth Wen is always a
delight but especially this beautifully sunny morning. Somewhat jaded, we spent the morning sunbathing and
fixing our new sail bag which we collected yesterday. On the next tide we left
for the tidal gate at South Stack and then beyond to Llanddwyn Island.
Waking up in Porth Wen, Anglesey as these yachts left on the outgoing tide.
To anchor overnight at Llanddwyn,
conditions need to be perfect. Consequently, this was the first time since having Nomad that we had been able to visit. The bay was already busy
when we arrived at 7pm with motor boats and yachts alike. We took a BBQ ashore
and enjoyed the evening cooking and watching another crimson sunset.
The following morning was glorious.
With the spray hood up to keep out the breeze and the blazing sunshine beaming
down on us, it was like being in the Mediterranean. No better! They don’t get
these views. It was simply stunning; majestic mountains in the background,
Newborough’s white shifting sands in the foreground and the peacefulness of
Pilot’s Cove. Most of the overnight vessels left to cross the bar mid morning
and we enjoyed another quiet morning sunbathing and relaxing. We really couldn’t believe our luck
with the weather.
Day trippers began to arrive on
foot and by sea. Throughout the day there were at least 30 boats coming and
going, from luxurious motor yachts to sailing boats and ribs, all enjoying the
marvellous weather. We went ashore to admire the landscape at close quarters,
and to get away from some of the hustle and bustle on the water.
After a delightful day spent at
Llanddwyn we crossed the bar at 8.30pm that evening. Once again the sunset was
dramatic, leaving the old lighthouse and rocky outcrops in stark silhouette. I
felt privileged to see it.
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