Dandelion 32

 

Local trawlers ply confidently, between the islands and outcrops, of the outer estuary. Guided by a combination of mysterious top marks and local knowledge.

Whilst we leisure sailors seldom stray far beyond the buoyage, of the main channel. Preferring to admire, the craggy rockscape, from afar.

A privileged few are free to enjoy it, without stirring from the comfort of their sofas and sun loungers.

Off the port, the navigators of tomorrow hone their skills. To the accompaniment of joyful shrieks.