Half way

The wind forecast looked like it was a good day to sail over to Sandringham - a Westerly in the morning to run over, changing to a South Easterly in the afternoon for a reach run back. On the water it was a lot more flukey, but we made reasonable progress till we reached the shipping channel,  which is just over half way there. We bobbed round in the swell, sails slatting, centreboard banging, for what seemed an interminable time. Tried the engine but the noise quickly drove us crazy. Irrational I know, and against most experience, but the prospect that the wind had packed up for the day made us turn round and start what looked like a long slow trip back. I rowed for a bit, with the sails up and whatever breeze there was, enough to move us in the right direction at 2.5 knots. Then a light but steady breeze kicked up and the sun came out, a wonderful peaceful sail home. Oz found it very relaxing.