Wind Westerly F7. Stayed put!
I really enjoyed my stay in Sark. By chance I met some friends from Jersey who were camping and spent happy times in their company, enjoying the sunshine, drinking, eating, cycling, exploring, drinking, etc. If only the nights were as good; despite its location on the east of the island, theoretically sheltered, some chop from the westerley gale found its way around the top of the Sark and, bouncing off the rocks, made Kamala roll and pitch all over the place. I felt pretty rotten the next morning, the lowest point of the trip. The second night I moored further out, away from the rock face, and rigged up an anchor on a bridle off the stern to hold us into the waves, and things were much better. The Point Robert light is pretty spectacular from the moorings in Greve de La Ville, its beam rushing along the cliffs and then overhead and out to sea.
The Lumpy Mooring in Sark
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