I said goodbye to John who runs the portacabin chandlery. He is a lovely bloke - we had many chats sitting in the shelter of his cabins. He has a lung disease and expects to die in July - in the meantime he is carrying on with his business.
Once the tide was up I motored out of Granton Harbour at about noon and sailed the 8 miles up the Firth of Forth to Port Edgar. The defences on these islands are really impressive and there are no keep off signsso I can go and explore them later.
The tide was flooding at about three knots so we were swept under the bridges and then into Port Edgar. A strange acoustic as trains and trucks rattle across the metal spans and joints.
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waiting for the flood
John of Sea Span - the local container chandlery
sailing again
defended islands
abandonned Kirk
Forth Bridges
bike ride back through the countryside
the gypsies have some great sites - this one has views of the firth of forth
long chat with these blokes
back to Port Edgar
minced lamb, onions, saurkraut and branston
and here is an old film
“minced lamb, onions, saurkraut and Branston”………..and mayonnaise?
You have an eclectic palette Mr Winter !
Good to see a large glass of something red & robust to help it down though.
Also good to see you back on the water…..I’m in tomorrow…can’t wait
I hope to be there in 2016 deep keel yacht but with a new wooden sailing dinghy on the Davits.
I delight in you story telling of our wonderful country. Just read Your Oregon Trail book
a plan I once had. Please Keep going.