1.7 Ipswich to Lowestoft – 22nd May 2016
This may sound rather odd to the non-sailor but one of the
nice things about Ipswich marina are the showers, the cubicles were spacious
and well designed, in that the shower water does not soak your belongings,
there were plenty of hooks to hang your cloths and real luxury the heating was
still on so the whole room was toasty. So it was showers before departure.
Steve Whelan joined me yesterday, he had a successful liver
transplant nearly 16 years ago. Steve had no sailing experience. Any skipper
will understand with the enjoyment of having crew comes responsibility to
ensure their safely and ultimately potentially their life.
We departed the marina and made our way slowly to the lock
while I explained the locking procedure to Steve. By 0815 we were safely through the lock and
in the River Orwell
We passed Pin Mill, Levington and then the cranes and ships
of Felixtowe. At 1015 we were saying
farewell to the Stour and Orwell and by 1100 we had crossed the shipping
channel and were north of the entrance.
The sea was flat calm and we motored all the way. We passed Sizewell nuclear power station and
by 1500 we were off Southwold.
We arrived in Lowestoft 1700 to the hospitality of Royal
Norfolk and Suffolk yacht club. As you
enter Lowestoft you turn sharp left to find their marina just inside the
harbour.
We had covered 40 miles in 9 hours and Steve had has his baptism
to motor sailing.
The day was ended by supper in Harbour Inn.
Monday 23rd
The forecast for Lowestoft was Force 5/6 so we decided to
stay put and walked to Lowestoft Ness which is the furthest point east in the
UK.
In the evening we met up with an old School friend of Steve’s
a guy called Peter Ellis.
Tuesday 24th
The wind was still blowing hard from the north, so we
decided to stay put again and filled the Gerry cans with some extra fuel and
visited the Maritime museum which was all about the history of the fishing
fleets of Lowestoft.
The Royal Norfolk and Suffolk has a great sailing history and I know its off but the men's toilet had a rather grand cistern!
The wind was still from the north and we started to kick our
heels, it was time to leave Lowestoft but we made do with lunch in a seafront
hotel and supper back in our old favourite the Harbour Inn
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