“This weekend’s weather is very unusual for this time of year”, noted the guy infront of the weather map on telly. He wasn’t kidding, with torrential rain and gale force winds expected across England.
We* were rather annoyed, as we’d planned to head to west Cornwall and paddle around the Land’s End peninsula. As the forecasts worsened through the week, we scaled back our plans to a trip around the Isle of Wight, then to sheltered local trips.
It wasn’t such a bad weekend at all. On Saturday we launched under slate grey skies and drizzling rain to paddle from Kimmeridge to Lulworth Cove and back. With mild winds and swell this proved to be splendid rockhopping fun. We got home just before the heavy rain and strong winds came, and enjoyed a rather hefty lobster that we’d obtained from the Lulworth Cove fishmonger.
Today, the sun was blazing but the washing was being blown off the line. Softies that we are, we went walking.
After our stroll, we lunched at the splendid Square and Compass pub. The pub overlooks the sea and is in the village of Worth Matravers, where the bodies of the crew of the SS Treveal** are buried.
All good.
*I was stuck paddling with girls … again. Where are all the blokes in this sport?
**Buy my book.
You love paddling with girls, especially when we boss you around in the kitchen!
Nice duck BTW
Oddly enough, I was sitting at home this weekend for lack of anyone available to paddle with – well,that and the forecast! Sounds as if you made the best of Saturday, anyhow.
There are paddling blokes in Wales, a few birds and some pretty girls. Sheep also abound.
At the Blastathon
K1 paddling on Saturday on the Thames near Richmond.
NPL Summer Ball Saturday evening.
K2 paddling on Sunday. Paddling a tippy K2 in force 6 winds is interesting. My partner kept screaming at me because of my poor rudder steering ability. It’s not so easy with a force 5-6 tail wind.