It's funny when you live on a boat - what time it is just doesn't seem to matter. You wake up when the sun is rising, and feel refreshed. We'd been ashore for a walk over to the next bay, had breakfast, done about an hours work on the watermaker, and then looked at the clock and it was only 9am. It was just starting to warm up so we're having a lazy lie down in the cockpit when it started - the boat next door had 4 children on board who decided to spend the next 5 hours buzzing around the bay (& us) in their dingy, yelling and screaming at each other, and their parents back on the boat. We could see where the kids got their skill of yelling from as the parents did their fair share of yelling back at the kids. Of course, sound travels very well across water, so before too long, most boats in the bay had obviously had enough and left. They may well have continued their destruction of the peace and quiet for another 5 hours, but we weren't sticking around to find out. So if you ever see a blue Benetau by the name of Questa - you have been warned :)

Of course, not all boaties have a complete lack of consideration for anyone else around them, and we found a quiet little anchorage with three of us in it, just to the east of Man O War bay. The Spririt of New Zealand was also anchored further out.

After a morning visit to the beach for the doggies, we are now motoring in flat calm seas across the Firth of Thames. We've never been this far, so from here on this is all new cruising grounds and hopefully a bit more remote and quiet :)