The highlight of the trip so far awaited us as we rounded the Great Orme. We were spotted by a pod of about a dozen bottlenose dolphins, who approached us to ride our bow wave, and performed spectacularly, leaping out of the water and crisscrossing the bows.
Five hours later we were standing on Greenfield dock slipway for photos and radio interviews: Bob proudly brandishing the trident; John casting anxious glances at the tide. We'd already had to take some rapid decisions as we negotiated the shallow waters of the Dee estuary - including seeking the advice Mostyn Dock harbourmaster by phone - which resulted in the change of landfall from Flint to the less risky Greenfield.
|John, Bob and Richard, at Greenfield. Capercaille with Gaven on board in the distance|
Ah well, time and tide wait for no man, not even the National Trust. Log in tomorrow to see how we get on.
|Nice place to park. Waiting for the 4am tide.|