A long, hot and windless trip from Tallinn finally, finally brought Blue Dove to St Petersburg. En route we stripped off for much needed douches in the Gulf of Finland.
Sailing through the barrage into St Petersburg Bay was still an exciting moment. Max was elated and even I felt a bit excited.
Customs and immigration formalities now take place at the old military port of Kronshtadt, just inside the lock gate. Still the same tedious bureaucratic formalities, but it is now a much simpler process, supervised as always by our splendid friend Vladski (Vladimir Ivankiv). There is a peaceful marina of sorts in Kronshtadt and we spent a quiet night alone there.