Lands End - A scary place

I was always a bit worried about rounding Lands End because it is where ships hit rocks, seas can be massive and the wind can gather pace over  the huge granite cliffs. All can cause small sail boats to strain. Today, even with the settled weather, I experienced a hint of how foreboding this area can be. Only by being there, alone, could it sink in that, if my engine had packed up, I'd have crashed into the rocks. Was so glad to start heading north east. 

I arrived at Padstow after 5 and the Harbourmaster had gone home. Problem was that the water was all running away. Really fast. I tried to pick up a vacant mooring buoy but, having forgotten to pack a boat hook I resorted to using my world famous 'lasso' technique (I went on a sailing course, once, and it was the main thing I remembered) Anyway, 5 failed attempts were rewarded with a 'securing'   I was so elated then but the ferry boat man came over and said it was his. In the end I dropped my anchor - should be OK and guess ill know soon enough if I end up drifting to Wales in my sleep. 

This is where I parked, today.  Planned to head for Wales tomorrow  but, once again, nowhere to buy diesel. That made my decision to leave it a bit. I've just bought bacon and eggs. for tomorrow's hearty breakfast. Night  all