After catching up to our friend Don Thompson at Beauty Point we headed back down the Tamar and headed westward. No wind to start with but luckily we found the Yanmar current. A couple of hours we had a breeze spring up from the East and were goose-winged the remainder of the day into Devonport - 30 miles away.

It was time to restock. We moored at the Mersey Yacht Club and remained there for three days and spent money like there is no tomorrow (at least it felt like it). This in fact is the whole reason why we spend so much time in remote places, so we keep away from these finance drains.