The title of this blog wont mean anything to anyone under 60 who is not from the UK!

We were going along this morning - minding our own business and enjoying the early morning sail when a slight droning noise made us glance upward to see this Good Year blimp/dirigible/zeppelin, whatever you like to call it, passing us to port at a rate of knots - William looked at his watch and told me it was ten minutes to nine......good ol' British Airways.

Our cruising today took us from our anchorage at Rockhouse Creek down into Mosquito Lagoon where the wide, open flats extend for miles all around us. We need to stay within the dredged and buoyed channels as depths shallow quickly. The average depth was 8 ft .

A right angle turn, hours later, brings us to the Allenhurst Haulover Bridge where the cheery bridgemaster gives us a friendly welcome raising the bascule arms to allow us entry into the Indian River, through deeper waters of this natural lowland.

Five or six miles further on a permanently open Railway bridge has its giant arm pointing skyward and we continue under four 65ft bridges spread out over the next 18 miles until we reach Twin Highway bridge at Cocoa. Off to port, just before this bridge. is deep water and a safe anchorage for the night.

Its also been a windy day, gusting 32k, so the bridge gives us added protection from this southerly blow but it is not cold with humidity at 84 per cent it has been like a Turkish bath at times.