May 9 Towards the Land of Pasties and Doom Bar

Salcombe Town

The Estuary

The Crew at Town Pier

 Bolt Head the Entry to Salcombe

Salcombe was our next port of call as the Crew became mutinous due to light winds and rain. We approached the jagged teeth of Bolt Head after a distance breaking motor of 14 nm  I called the harbourmaster to ask if entry was possible over the bar at low water. The secret of Salcombe was revealed if you stay close to the westwardside of the channel you can squeeze past the bar. The boys were happy as it was another sort  of bar they wanted to enter. Straight to the town pier  as we snaked our way down the beautiful estuary passing lush green topped hills sprinkled with beautiful houses that tumbled to the water and pretty boats bobbing on their moorings. A friendly harbour master took our lines and welcomed us. The boys made straight for the Victoria Inn, proper ale and chickens in the beer garden. A perfect man creche!