passive smoking

homeward bound

After Southwold we had a very long sail, avoiding sand banks, to Burnham on Crouch and then to Queenborough where we had a party - cheese and pineapple on sticks and stuff like that. 

Last night party 

We invited the lone sailor from our next door boat, an Austrian naval engineer who was stuck in Queenborough waiting for parts for his engine.

This is a very romanticised sunset view across the water at Queenborough, it kind of hides the power stations and cranes.....

The trip up the Thames started off very hotly and boringly, until we started coming to places anyone would recognise, like the Dome..

The owner of the sailing school joined us in dock at London to celebrate the END.  This is us in team outfits at the END.......

and the very next morning, we stepped off the boat and said goodbye to the last three months of another world.

I am writing this back home in Paris.  More on that later.

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