Sorry for the update being such a long time coming. We arrived in Falmouth
A well needed freshen up, and a few beers in Falmouth were on the cards for the evening, travelling in style back in the evening from Falmouth to Flushing on Franklin
Getting to sleep actually turned out to be more interesting than the town, just before falling asleep, an all mighty bang came from the river, after hearing a few cries for help, I woke Franklin up and we both hurried to the rowing boat, heading out into the river, we could see a boat on its mooring spinning around like a dog chasing its tail, getting closer you could see a speed boat bedded into the starboard side. An in shore life boat crew arrived at the same time, as the cries for help had stopped I thought we would be looking for floaters; one couldn’t swim but managed to hang onto another boat. In the end the two lads got rescued by the life boat crew.
In the meantime sleeping beauty didn’t even batter an eye lid in the house.
Chris has been spending more time teaching various techniques, which has enabled me to stay up right in some challenging waters, finding the change in seas amazing as we are kayaking in more exposed waters.
Even though the seas are getting more serious, we still find time to have a laugh, when we have a short day or finishing a long day and there is surf around, the game of touch the beach with the paddle starts.
First time Chris showed me this game things went slightly wrong, he caught the wave landed the paddle on the beach, gleaming in glory started retreating backwards paddling straight into my boat, consequently turned sideways, picked up and then thrown upside down by the incoming wave, as he hadn’t put his split paddle together properly it came apart, leaving him gasping for and banging his against the floor, wet exit required.
My sides are still hurting from the laughing, quote for that day, “Mother Duck bleeps Up”
On Wednesday night we arrived in Polperro, a sleeping but beautiful village, while pondering the village we somehow found ourselves in a pub called The Blue Peter Inn. A few Cornish ciders later we got chatting the bar lady about our trip, the pub was heaving as a local band was playing. In the brake Chris got on the mike and started to explain about the charity and the trip, everyone put their hands in pockets raising £100, a huge thank you to everyone in the pub.
Also Chris from the Cawsand Bay Hotel in Kingsands offered us a hotel room after hearing what we were up to, once again the delight of a bed for the night was very welcome.
We have been working on my diet over the past few weeks, as I was suffering from dramatic drop in energy levels. Both Chris and I have been trying to solve this issue, it seems to be working as I am managing to paddle for much longer. Cheers to Chris for his help.
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