By by North Sea, hello English Channel
Posted by Hans-Rolf Rauert on
On Saturday Morning we took the train to Brussels we wanted to tell our Representative in the European Parlament that we want to have our German Mark back, but their was nobody available. Anyhow, Brussels is a wonderful city with on remarkable architecture and late in the night we came back to the boat. Frank made about 100 photos with his new camera, but in the following night he cancelled all the photos because there was something wrong with his camerachip.
At the 07th of June, the wind dead ahead we bounced our way towards Dunkirk (Dunkerque), a really hard job, because the 34nm it took us 11 hours. The next day, again the wind dead ahead and heavy rainshowers. At about 20.00 hours we passed the Cap Griz Nez, the border between the Northsea and the English Channel, so we said: By by Northsea, hello English Channel. At 23.10 hours on the 8th we anchored close to the destryed breakwater of Boulogne, We do not wanted to pay again 25,-€ for a few hours sleep in port, but the boat was rolling very heavily during the whole night, but we saved some money.The next moring we entered the harbour of Boulogne.
On the 9th of June Frank carried out his first motorrepair on a dutch sailingyacht. Late in the night he came back with a lot of jenever in his body and 20,-€ payment. Frank was very happy that he could repair the motor.
The next morning, the 10th of June the wind had changed to the NE. Immediately we let go all lines and without breakfast we left the port of Boulogne. The weatherreport said NE'ly winds force 5 to 7 and off we go. The English Channel was grey and cold and immediately we had to reef the mainsail. With a speed of 7,5 to 8kn we crossed the English Channel towards the Royal Sovereign Lighttower. Whilst crossing the NE-Lane we had to give way for a huge containership from HAPAGLLOYD.The wind got stronger, about force 7 and we took down the mainsail, the speed still at 7kn.Night came, Frank and Barbara went to bed and I kept watch under the sprayhood. Dark, cold, rainshowers, but our target, the Isle of Wright came closer and closer. At 05.00 hours the wind had completely gone, but very heavy rain, so we started the motor and went up the Solent, passed Cowes and motored up the river Medina. In front of the Pub Folly Inn we motored at a pontoon in the middle of the river. A friendly Englishman told us that for the next 3 days the big Isle of Wight rockmusicfestival 2010 takes place just a mile up river and the stage can be seen very good from the river. So in the evening we went with our dinghy and a sixpack of beer and had a wonderful evening together with many other yachtsmen.