The underlying wind had been dropping during the Friday morning though it was still gusting at over 30mph. We were all a bit worried about the leg back to the mainland. It's about 4 hours from the Scillies to the Lizard, once you are round the Lizard then you get protection from the heavy swell (assuming it's coming from the west as it was). Mark the skipper tried to get in touch with the Scillonian which is the ferry that comes out to the islands every day to find out what the sea state was like. Unfortunately it had delayed departure as it too was worried, about the seasickness of the passengers presumably as of course there is no safety concerns with a ship that big. All the forecasts we had agreed that things would get better however so we set off somewhat apprehensively. As it turned out it wasn't so bad, the waves were enormous but at least they were coming from more or less behind us, so that you couldn't see them if you didn't want to! They were also even and quite widely spaced so you could steer ok and even surf down the backs of the bigger ones. A 46' boat surfing is quite a thing, usually you can only do that in little dinghies!
We got round the Lizard OK and after that it was plain sailing up to Falmouth with the only problem being that entering Falmouth harbour by night is an absolute pig. With good visibility you can see a complete maze of flashing green and red lights and some of the brighter ones are actually farther away, and therefore look nearer, than the ones that are closer. Trying to make sense of them is a nightmare added to which the only real hazard is a big rock right in the middle of the channel which is lit with lights so faint that we just could not find it. We kept to the Eastern shore though and slunk into St Mawes at about 10.30pm exhausted and with half the crew already asleep.