Departing the Isle of Man at some unseemly hour we lurched down the east coast in an uncomfortable Irish Sea. Rounding Calf Island against foul tide we barely crawled past the lighthouse, which looked like…

Our 30 hour crossing of Cardigan Bay was the most miserable yet. Chaotic unpredictable seas and 25 knot headwinds played havoc with a stomach (mine, of course) well tenderised by a couple of bottles of…

We have been dogged by dreadful weather for the last month. On Friday (yes, I know) the forecast was tolerable, if not great – wind NW 5-6, with our course SW to Lands End 100…

Friendly, quaint Wales – home to Dylan Thomas, muddy old Land Rovers, emerald green fields, castles, obesity, walking sticks, wind, rain and dogs. But St Davids is a lovely cathedral. And at last today it…