Summer was here at last, the sun was forecast to shine for weeks and the boat was ready. My wife, Maire, is not too keen on boating but she is keen on good food. So how about combining my love of boating with her love of good food? The bribery worked, she agreed to several weeks of motor boating so long as every so often we tried a really good restaurant. The deal was done and in early June we slipped from our home at the top of Chichester Harbour on a late afternoon tide and sped off to Lymington. We don’t usually go to fancy restaurants on the night we arrive somewhere, so we settled on a great little Indian place called Rivaaz near the town hall.
The next day we agreed a long trip to Dartmouth. It all started well, with calm seas, until we were approaching Portland Bill, then it all changed! We all make mistakes and mine was not passage planning properly for this part
