Day one complete though not without its trials. Copeland sound was a pussycat , thankfully nothing to compare with the last time. Mark did however try his best to put us in the rocks but his fellow crew were too sharp for that. We had a fairly steady force four from the west which made for great sailing conditions and with the tide under us we were making a good 7 knots over ground for the first few hours. Eventually the growing swell afforded mal de mare a fingerhold reducing our compliment to two. Shortly after that the skipper had a pretty nasty nose bleed not as a consequence of any mutinous altercation but entirely unsolicited. For safety we dropped the sail and motored the last hour or two to Ardglass in case the skipper bled to death and required burial at sea!
The marina was pretty busy but we squeezed in and had some grub and set about some cleaning and maintenance. After dinner I wish I could report a trail of broken hearts in the fleshpots of this coastal playground! Sad to say the 5am start left us pretty whacked so we were in our bunks by nine zzzz⛵️⚓️
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