Today we made it across the channel in a heavy fog, accompanied by a pod of majestic dolphins. With the fog horn blearing out every 120 seconds and the water tight doors sealed we inched into the outer harbour of “Cherbourg” with a palpable sense of relief. Many of the crew were relieved to see dry land after a night of near zero wind and an average speed of 0.5 knots. The slick mooring teams, led by Mate Leslie, pulled the Lord Nelson into her berth with an audience of bemused and bewildered locals. Once a briefing had been given regarding the known surroundings, a forward party was dispatched in order to establish if the locals were friendly or hostile, and indeed if the local cuisine was edible. After reports drifted back of successful encounters, the watches were dispatched in the early evening for food and drink. As the crew drifted back to the vessel late in the evening, the Forward Starbord watch, who were busy guarding the vessel from inquisitive passers-by, noticed that some of the crew had enjoyed fermented grape beverage which was being offered at several taverns. Overall the call to port was declared a roaring success.
Images courtesy of Caroline Goulding.