The wonders of a windvane
hat last sail of the season, taking to Hayling for a repaint, was a fast run (a lot faster than our dawdle along the Spanish coast earlier). We positively stormed up from Dartmouth with a brisk southwesterly up the tail. It was predicted Force 4 or 5 but rose easily to 7 in gusts, and we mostly refrained from troubling the main halyard at all. No point breaking the
