Having been under starter's orders, while the gates opened,  it was a frantic dash to the beach on the Atlantic side.

The faster, competitive youngsters were gradually joined by us oldies. I'm in there somewhere with a green noodle.

We had all been sat down on the grass - Andrez caught everybody on their feet giving a standing ovation to the performers.

This is not a commercial yard. It is all marina residents that help Gerry launch and haul boats. A real community event!

Mast is off, stripped and laying across the top of the boat ready to be hauled. It has to come off because the boat and trailer pass under power lines when moving to the storage yard.

Trust me. The shoals and sandbars line the passage in. Our echo sounder has been nominated for a knighthood...

This early morning mist burnt off quickly to give us a HOT day.

Leaving in the calm of early morning. This anchorage is typical of the Bras D'or islands. It is more sheltered than it looks, tucked in behind sand spits.

We arrived at St Peter's in time for a folk music concert the next day. It was a lovely sunny evening and there were lots of people in the audience You just can't see us because we were further up ...

The little beach just outside Shelter Cove had been set up as a campfire site. An excellent opportunity for s'mores: Hershey's chocolate and toasted marshmallows sandwiched between Graham crackers. ...