Nice work

 

I think Ozzie is getting the hang of this rowing lark. 

It was a blue sky lightish winds morning, though the wind kicked up as the morning progressed.  We got out again today, that's two days in a row.  I rowed straight across towards the Jaw Bone, and back, about 3.6 nautical miles, average moving speed 2.6 knots which seems to be what I can manage without busting a boiler. 

I rowed yesterday to the creek mouth again.  The tide was too low to get in, but it certainly gave me a good view of some of the scattered rocks lurking around the entrance. 

I shared this photo with Jim, who suggested it could be discarded ballast from a boat wanting to get up the creek.  I am reading "The Frayed Atlantic Edge" by David Gange, a historian who makes a journey by sea kayak down the Atlantic facing islands from Shetland southwards. He observes that "archaeology is rarely about discovering or confirming facts but more often a process of inventing the most plausible stories." I like the ballast story, I will look more kindly on those randomly scattered hazards.

Wind forecast looks promising for tomorrow, I might be able to make it three in a row with luck, though the weatherman says a high probability of rain.