Fowey is the discovery of places this year. My second Sunday morning spent in town. Picked up some good coffee, local farm eggs, bread and of course Cornish pastries. Lawrence pointed out the last item as a must while in Cornwall. He was certainly right. The seam at the end has its position so the tin miners could hold it and through away the last crust to the fairies in the mine to avoid getting poisoned. I hope they didn't poison the fairies! I got a 55p discount on the bread as it was baked yesterday. Lawrence got talking to an elderly gentlemen on the quay that had built two steam boats himself. We looked at the smaller one with coal storage and everything.

We set out at midday in glorious SSE wind of 12 to 16 knots and some sun.The latter not forecast. We raced a ketch outside Fowey, but it was an unfair competition as she was smaller than us. However, we pleasingly very quickly left her in our wake. A dolphin greeted us. Queenie was actually sailing just like a dolphin jumping at speed through the water. An absolute delight and I felt her as an extension of my body when I was on the helm! Seldom below 8 knots and hitting 9.4 knots! We arrived two hours and a bit early close to the Yealm river entrance so we continued East in Bigbury Bay before heading back to the Yealm.