I obviously wasn’t in the mood this year for expansive blogging on our holiday, so this is a brief (ish) summary of our trip to North Holland. Having failed to persuade anyone to come with us Elizabeth and I set
The Channel ferry ports are a strange mixture of cultures, pockets of period architecture in between largely brutalist post war reconstruction, run down in places, thriving in others. Dieppe was all of these plus an old fashioned seaside resort, but
Perfect sailing conditions this afternoon, reaching across the Channel in 10-12 knots of north-easterly breeze, making 7+knots through the water and a handy 2 knot tide also pushing us in the right direction.
Saturday 23rd June 2018. It was a bit of a rush getting away this morning and I didn’t feel as well prepared as I would have liked. We arrived on board Friday afternoon about 5pm with a list of jobs
A more successful weekend! It took three attempts but finally managed to re-run the cables for the wind generator. But once I’d got it hooked up and the new alternator installed we had a boat load of power!
It’s nearly 10pm on the first day of June, not quite dark, and I’m on board Millie on her mooring in the Deben. Just had some supper and a beer (or two) and finally relaxing. I got down here around
After a long winter in Southwold we finally moved Millie this weekend to her new home 25 miles south at Felixstowe Ferry, at the entrance to the River Deben. Changing from winter mode (looking like an untidy workshop inside) to
Moving onto a mooring and out of the shore powered confines of a marina meant we needed to be more self sufficient for power. To live onboard Millie we need power for lighting, pumping and heating water, refrigeration, heating (diesel
I wasn’t sure what to call it. I started referring to it as a gantry, but that sounded a bit industrial. After some research I found that most people described it as a radar arch or solar arch, so I’ve