Riding out weather
In Mary's Bay. [Irish brogue] "Mary Mother of Christ there goes my hat!" Perhaps that's how the bay got its name. Day One the nor'wester blew into the bay, and on Day Two the sou'easter blew down the gully and out of the bay. And we caught good-size gurnard, one on each day. Day Three the wind gave way to light airs and we went fishing near the gannet colony and caught nothing. Hope the gannets did better; they looked to, with a huge boil-up in the reach one of the evenings. Most remarkable was how far in we saw shearwaters and petrel, like south of Turn Point. A very pleasant cruise-y time was had by all three of us. Came in on the evening tide having steamed just 40 nm.
My card from Nina
My card from Sue
Sue with gurnard caught in Mary's Bay
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