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West Country COVID diary


                                      this  year.  One  indulgent  favourite  is
                                      mooring up at the Pandora Inn (surely the
                                      most  perfect  pub  anywhere?)  on  an
                                      afternoon  tide,  going  for  a  long  dog  walk
                                      around the creeks and woods to work up an
                                      appetite, a pub dinner served to the cockpit
                                      to maintain social distancing, a quiet night
                                      settled  on  the  mud  of  Restronguet  creek,
                                      and then heading off on the morning tide.
                                      We managed to reach the centre of Truro,
                                      only  occasionally  sliding  over  the  mud.
                                      Another favourite is the run to Fowey, with
                                      a walk along the coast path to Polperro the
                     Pandora Inn      next  day.  We  have  certainly  begun  to
                                      perfect the ways to make cruising agreeable
                                      to our sheepdog Rosie.
         September
         Some good pottering about in September, and then the wind swung again
         to the north, so back to the Scillies in perfect conditions, this time with Lizzy
         -Jane and Rosie for company, and very few other people about. We were
         mostly  anchored  within  the  cosy  embrace  of  Green  Bay,  where  the  day
         always starts with the obligatory pre-breakfast swim around the boat. On
         three consecutive days we walked the entire circumferences of St Mary’s,
         Tresco and Bryer, where the landscapes are astonishingly varied, and we
         heard seals howling for the first time. As the days pass on the Isles of Scilly,
         the scale always expands, so that what seems small at the outset expands
         in my mind, and, for example, the “Town” on Bryer does become a town,
         rather than just a hamlet.

         October
         Again a month of mixed weather, but a sunny northerly in the second week
         made a trip to Plymouth irresistible, with an eight hour broad reach from
         Falmouth to the Mayflower Marina. There were heart-skipping moments
         when  we  came  amongst  the  shoals  of  leaping  Bluefin  tuna  that  have

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