Durdel Dor Jump

Saturday 24th March 0600
Horrendous noises from aft and main cabin during the night. Dean, who was sleeping with Paul in the aft cabin accused Paul of sucking out all of the air making him drink Red Bull all night because he was dehydrated.
Fried fat for breakfast. Weather beautiful. Paul had forgotten his towel so had to use his shirt after showering.
Motored to fuel berth, £80 to fill up!
Good sailing across the bay wind picking up to a force 4. Headed for Lulworth Cove.  
Dean and Mike in the main cabin making up for last night.

Passed Durdel Dor where Paul told us that the macho thing to do was to climb to the top of the arch and jump in!

Lulworth Cove

Durdel Dor

Anchored in Lulworth Cove. Mike prepares butter and salt sandwiches. Nigel reckons that Mike even puts salt on his heart tablets and he puts so much salt on his canteen chips that it looks like an advert for a dandruff shampoo.

Paul dressed for Durdel Dor jump

1300 Head back to Portland where we are going to moor for the night. Paul threatens to do the Durdel Dor jump.
Persuaded Paul not to jump so he and Dean went fishing for our supper.

Non fisherman

Fishing Guru "Where's the mullet"