With our final destination at the end of our 7 weeks being Milford Haven we decided that cars were best left at home and that we should take on the challenge of public transport to get us both to Pwllheli. Stu had a very scenic train journey from Shrewsbury to Pwllheli, arriving to find Mymax waiting for him and the tide in the travel hoist (observe the marvellous piece of kit in question in the photos). Suitably dangerous acrobatics were required to climb aboard (Health and Safety representatives nowhere in sight) Despite bringing 17 tons of stuff to the boat last weekend we both ended up with more stuff to bring, Stu managed to perform his acrobatics with bag in tow (no broken bones to report) just a suspected hernia, My trip involved 1 train and 2 local buses after which I whinged all the way from the bus station to the marina with my heavy bag in tow (profanities being expelled on route)
4.00pm saw enough water for Mymax & hoist to be gently towed to the slip way by one state of the ark tractor. Three staff from the boat yard carefully guided Mymax out of the hoist and two of them went ahead in the launch to take my lines at the marina berth......... Just like the service we were used to at Aberystwyth!.

A simple dinner of chicken and mushroom curry and beer was served by the on board chef and much snoring ensued.

Saturday started as all previous attempts to reach Scotland have started, with rain and howling wind from exactly the wrong direction, the NW, only this time we are not to be defeated ( I hope I don't live to regret those words) and at least we'll be able to make an accurate comparison of Welsh rain & drizzle with the Scottish varieties!