The nights are drawing in and they are certainly getting chillier. Just had three nights on board running up to the Bank Holiday weekend, and I definitely needed my sleeping bag pulled round my ears, mummy style. For the last few months I have not even zipped it up. Anchored each night off Shipstal point to get some shelter from the fairly strong winds, although they largely die down at night.
One morning I had a feathered friend, who stayed around me, hoping for food, for over an hour. It took me quite a while to clean the dinghy out afterwards… I took the opportunity of a willing model to do some drawings.
There are many birds around Shipstal, as well as at least four seals. This brings in the birders boat, which I might go on one day myself.
I managed my pre-breakfast skinny dip each morning, but it’s getting colder. I like to swim right round both boats, but on the third day I only got a couple of strokes out and decided it was REALLY cold, and climbed rapidly back out..
Spent a long time one day on Brownsea Island. First around the site of the old pottery, where the beach is just made up of ceramic waste (one point is actually called shard point for good reason) and where the Scout centre is. Baden Powell held the very first Scout camp on Brownsea Island in 1907 I think.
I went round the nature reserve, which is well managed, and saw quite a few interesting birds, godwits, avocets, spoonbills and many others. Practiced my drawing via my binoculars.
The evenings are darker, so I have retreated indoors, which is comfortable and feels cosy with the oil lamp lit for the first time this year. Good indian food is easy to cook on a single burner stove.
I had thought this might be my last cruise before packing up, but the forecast looks good, so I am going back to Daisy G tomorrow.