She’s a sailing boat…let’s sail! Part 1.

So yes, this is added quite some time later, chiefly as it was quite a journey with no time to sit and write.

We set off at first light from St Mary's, engine on and no intention of putting sails up until we left the shelter of land. Noticing a dark ragged cloud coming somewhat spectacularly up from behind Bryher I noted how dramatic the sky was; not considering the consequences of this display. As we passed the last of the land, the rugged jagged Eastern Isles, the engine stopped and the cabin filled with billowing smoke.Not smoke apparently.....steam.
I unfurled the jib and rushed to let out the mainsail, as I rolled it out we were hit by a strong blast of wind, a squall; that dramatic cloud had foretold it and I hadn't realised in my early morning daze.
It ripped the jib. Not just a little bit. It shredded it.
The mainsail was half out, no matter,it was a strong wind and a reefed main at that point wasn't a bad idea, the squall carried us like a champagne cork out of the archipelago.

This wind and tide sustained us for a while until we hit the shipping lanes. Those shipping lanes reputed to  be the busiest in the world. Should we stop and loosen the main? Probably not the best place to do it. Our jib now had a theatrical tail from the top of the mast extending to the end of the boat, we were limping along at half a knot and looking like a Jack Sparrow vessel.Ships were actively steering around us.

At Land's End we were clear of the ships, we let out the main and the tide turned in our favour. We made good headway past St Ives and despite the rips, the jib provided a satisfactory slot for the mainsail.
But every tide weakens and the wind dropped right down.

The tide turned against us, we had to get into Padstow by 10pm and it was 8pm. Less than 10 miles away; we were struggling to make half a knot.
The light died and we fixed LED bicycle lights on for navigation- a red one, a white one and a yellowy green one. The intention was to only sail during daylight but we did remember to pack the lights just in case.

It became obvious we couldn't make it in.

We had considered other options, there was an recommended anchorage further up the coast a few miles on. Two miles off Stepper Point we made the decision to head towards the anchorage instead, it was nearer 2am and we were really tired.Half an hour later, we rethought the decision.It would add to our journey and considering we should be able to access the channel to Padstow at 6.30 am onwards it seemed wiser to head for Stepper Point.
We dropped our anchor at Stepper Point at 5.30am. Twenty three hours after setting out from the Isles of Scilly. We slept. After setting the alarm of course.Rosie Day entered Padstow Harbour at 8am.

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