This was at the sunny stage with rather flaky wind. By Sunday the wind and tide was against us and we had a hellish return leg, going backwards on a number of tacks as we beat up the Solent. Lewis was having a snooze at this point as we had time on our hands before arriving at Bembridge, unable to cross the sand bar.
Frustratingly we'd not managed to get any provisions, having had a 6.30 start, so we were not eating cake. Cracking spot of lunch at the cafe on the beach when we arrived though, not to mention dinner on the beach too on the other side of the river. Live music in the pub topped off the evening nicely.
Bembridge seems well served for food and drink, worthy of another visit I think.
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