After a week back in Maidstone in the loving arms of my wife, Chrissy, I have returned to Lymington. And things are very much the same as when I left last Monday. The wind is still whistling through the rigging. The rain is still pouring, and the journey was similar, involving seven trains.
On arrival in Lymington, I did a quick restock in Tesco's and then the Harbour Master very kindly ran me out to the mooring.
Tomorrow, I'll go alongside the Town Quay and wait for my brother in law John who is to join me for the next leg .
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