Thurs 3 August

Phew - spent hours on this PC in the motel here at Port au Choix. Attractive town, round a bay as usual. Sun is shining after a gray day.

We got in here about 3 pm, having sailed and motored from BDC.

As we were nearing PaC, J said we would being going to a marina. I got a sudden, unexpected attack of the melancholies, as a vision of easy marinas, lots of facilities, and French cafes in the sunshine crowded my head. All at once I wanted to stop rather than keeping on keeping on. Told J, who looked dismayed. I've been on the go for three months now, since I left England.

Good news - had a blast of a shower in the gents, found this internet, sun out, feel lots better. Better go and break the good news to J, who thought I might be a rat and jump ship.

See ya! xx