Holy Island

Up at the crack of 10 to prepare a fine, holiday, fry up for my temporary shipmate, Keith. Sun was out and Eyemouth looked a treat. Was going to 'do' the museums and historical highlights but, breakfast was exhausting and decided to  leave port for a short trip to Holy Island  This is a famous anchorage for yachts, when the weather is settled. A good time to give it a go. 

In preparation for the anchorage ( and pub) at Holy Island we decided to pump the dinghy up prior to leaving. Keith happily took on this task and, for a considerable time, could be seen pumping, furiously. 

After some time Keith reported that his,considerable, efforts appeared futile. The dinghy remained 'flatter' than ever.  When investigated, the problem was that the 'out' pipe was connected to the ' in' pipe which meant that, with every, substantial, pump, more air was extracted. I suspect that, given enough time, my battered old inflatable would have vanished into a 'black hole' or something ; there is only so much air that can be extracted from nothing. 

Our sail down the coast only took 3 hrs and approaching the anchorage we were greeted with castles, eerie ancient ruins and, possibly, one of the best sunsets about. I'll include a video in tonight's update. 

About 40 seconds after dropping anchor Keith was in the dinghy ( waiting to go to the pub) and I was completing my ritual of checking my engine oil. We nipped to the beach, about 100yds away, and tracked down the Crown and Anchor, a further 2 minute walk. Sat in the garden, enjoying the total silence and mystic of this special place. We have decided to stay at least a day or so to explore the place a little and relax at anchor. One thing, as we came back to the boat the air was filled with scary wailing from a nearby island. I'm guessing it was birds or sea lions. Had dinner on board and a lovely day was had by all.