Arrived Glenarm: 2100
We were all set to start this year's big cruise by heading straight to Port Ellen from Bangor at 1am Sunday. But we saw a chance on Saturday afternoon/evening to do some 'northing' & make Sunday a shorter passage, so we got stowed & got going, headed for Glenarm and armed with a lunchbag full of sandwiches.
The Northerly winds meant It was pretty lumpy for most of the passage, which Rebekah illustrated nicely by throwing up just past Black Head, despite having had sea sickness medicine! In hindsight, the cheese sandwich was a bad idea.
After getting the puke-monster to sleep, we continued on a fairly uneventful passage, apart from being called by Larne port control, as we passed, well, Larne. It turned out that Warren (of 'Kingfisher') had just started night duty & saw us on the AIS, so called for a chat, which was welcome distraction from the rolling & slamming.
We arrived in Glenarm to find no free visitor berths, so we took a chance & tied up in an empty non-visitor berth ("there's no way a local will be out for an evening sail in this weather"). We got the kids sorted, the heater on, the sick covered clothes chucked into the marina washing machine & had just poured the tea when, inevitably, the owners of the berth appeared, rightly demanding their berth back. So, off we went, to the dark, lonely fish farm pontoon, ready for our 0240 alarm.
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