The cruising chute and the faintest of zephyrs carry Stargazer out of Swanage Bay and into the Solent.
First tawny sand bars, and then green tree lined banks, rise to either side of us, as we enter the Beaulieu River. Fingers of marsh reach out into tea brown water, sending it recoiling in serpentine meanders.
Stargazer finds a vacant mooring, above Bucklers Hard. A profound silence settles around us. One punctuated only by the warbling trill of a curlew; the sigh of wind in the treetops ; and the bright slap and lap of the river current against our hull.
(Only enough signal for one picture today. Should be back to normal tomorrow when I row ashore)
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Location:Brockenhurst,United Kingdom
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