|Kilmore Quay, Eire|
The route between the many sand banks and bars required attention but the tide turned and pushed us quickly north. We passed Wexford, Arklow and Wicklow, where Stuart and I were on night watch when we came to a grinding halt, snagged in a lobster pot. Miraculously this was freed without difficulty and we resumed our trip.
Nothing further to report, except that eventually we sailed at 8-9 knots. I recalculated our route and, with great regret, bypassed Dublin and carried on to Belfast while the conditions were right. We could see next to nothing through the mist , so it was a great pleasure when the sun came out as we rounded the head and reached Bangor. Ashore we headed for a pint or two of Guinness.