Alone again, naturally.

A Mars bar to the first person to write in with the name of the person or persons who sang that song.

After victualling at Amble we set off with the tide up the coast. Leaving the breakwaters behind.

 

The wind was such that we didn't stop at Lindisfarne again but carried on past Berwick on Tweed, past Eyemouth, pronounced Haymoot you will remember, and on into a bay just south of St Abb's harbour, whereupon we set the roll damper along with the anchor.  The following day we hauled the anchor and had a wee look at St Abb's harbour.
 

Before rounded St Abb's head and on  passed Dunbar to drop the hook again off a beach called Peffer Sands, safe from the southwest or west winds that blew. It was quite busy with horses and the high dunes and a backdrop of pine forest made it quite pleasant.
 

Apart from the belching chimney of the cement works between Dunbar and Torness power station.



The Big Bass Rock was to our northwest and there is a big gannet colony.
 

I must have been in the "practise dive zone" because the depth alarm kept going off as there were so many blessed birds in the water.  I was beginning to regret replacing the head unit of the failed depth sounder.  The Captain's Wife had brought it in her luggage, sourced by a circuitous route via the backup crew in Tollesbury.  I really don't know how single handers do it without the crew back home.  Anyway as I am tight that is where I stayed for a few days, being only thirty miles from Port Edgar (near Edinburgh) and the embarkation point for the next lucky winner.  We read and worked on the boat for a few days and were treated to some spectacular sunsets.
 

Until at last it was time to jog down the firth for the pickup.  Of course the wind was on the nose and puffing a five gusting six and then there was our forward speed to make things worse, oh and it was springs and wind against tide so we had a boisterous ride.  This particular outcrop seems to have had some significance?

 

Past another of the many ruined castles, this one being Tantalon.

On and on, under the bridges and hang a left into Port Edgar, if you pass the third bridge you've gone too far.  And there we waited for the new steward to arrive.