Blyth Spirit

Along with the entertainment from the gannets and guillemots along the east coast we have had the pleasure of regular visits from solitary Fulmars which glide gracefully around the boat to check us out and cast a wary eye over us before heading on their way -- the twitchers back at Lowestoft would be very jealous.

We came here to Blyth for a couple of reasons: to make progress north and for somewhere to shelter from the impending weather, as the clanking of the halyard chorus began -- lesson to self -- whenever you're offered a mooring which you know you can't get out of as bad weather approaches take it and somehow find a way, staying beam on to the building wind with no protection adhering to the train of thought 'it can't be any worse than...' is probably not the best choice.

Blyth is a very easy-in if you've not been before. It's probably not a regular tourist destination but offers a warm welcome along with good hot showers and a new Morrisons nearby. Amble next stop when the weather breaks.