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/ Two Bullocks on a Boat Go West
Glengarriff Harbour, down Bantry Bay to Lawrence Cove Marina on Bere Island. 14 nautical miles. Setting off, we thought it would be a gentle sail for a few hours.
A lovely, calm morning on the bay, we waved goodbye to our French neighbours. We haven’t exchanged more than a few words - because of the physical distance, and our poor language skills, but being moored next to them for a few days, and sharing ‘our’ seal pup, we feel we’ve become friends!
Another boat set off just behind us.
Having spent many hours trying to spy the white tailed, or sea, eagles, I took some random shots of Garinish Island and the Martello Tower as we were passing, and guess what, caught the eagles roosting in a dead tree. A long way away, but just visible in the branches above the little beach.
Mussel farming.
Sugarloaf Mountain, a 574 metre peak in the Caha range.
Red Sun, a crude oil tanker built in 2008 and registered in Liberia, on Zenith Energy’s dedicated single point mooring off Whiddy Island. The oil terminal which has 17 oil storage tanks with a capacity of 1.4 million cubic metres or nine million barrels.
Hungry Hill, which now has a waterfall after all the rain. Our good sail soon became one on rough seas and gusty winds.
We thought it might be us that got the forecast wrong, but the yacht who left just behind us scuttled into Adrigole, and when we reached Lawrence Cove, another arriving boat had diverted because of the winds whistling up Bantry Bay and the choppy seas.
Good to be passing the old lighthouse at the East Entrance of Bear Haven. Roancarrigmore is on an uninhabited island. After 165 years, the light was replaced by a stainless steel tower with solar powered LED lights.
A lovely welcome awaited us at Lawrence Cove from Rachael, the marina owner, and boat owners who took our lines. This rusty tank is a navigational mark for the marina entrance.
I still try to park a boat like a car, and when studying the pilot book, can’t envisage the berth; I knew the yellow buoy marks a rock, but not which side to go, so I approached the pontoon at the wrong angle - and of course it was windy. Not sure I will ever learn as each approach is different!
Cattle graze down to the water’s edge.
By evening the wind had calmed.
A short walk from the marina is Dessie’s Bar (O’Sullivan of course)….
….and a shop and cafe.
No project for Kevin, but found one for Eileen!
On our walk back, Rachael was looking after her chickens, and very kindly gave us some eggs for supper.
A still evening, with a beautiful sunset.
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