Running boots pound the wooden pontoon. Deep throated engines rumble. Twin propellers thresh. In seconds lines are dropped. The Eastbourne lifeboat swiftly transits the lock. Dimly registered by Stargazer's skipper, deep asleep in his bunk.
By mid morning, two of the crew return to shampoo the salt from Esme Anderson, after her night at sea. In search of a missing person off Beachy Head. Later reported safe and sound, ashore all the while. Allowing the search party to return to their berth at three in the morning.
After the shampoo, a fresh water rinse.
Under the beady eye of a basking Cormorant. Enjoying the warmth of the midday sun whilst digesting a writhing fish dinner.
Light polishing ensues. The results so gratifying that a selfie is called for. Whilst, aboard Stargazer, washing wafts in a light breeze. Strung from a line stretched above her foredeck.
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