I was well looked after on Sunday night by friends Graeme and Amber in Wicklow, board and lodgings, whilst the RNLI kindly looked after my boat. Theirs are a bit bigger. I explained to the friendly chap in the station that yes I was going out in “that” and yes, I was going south to Wicklow Head. It was a rather different day to Sunday, still pleasantly sunny but with rather more wind from the north-east. (F4/5). That’s good news for pushing me along in the right direction, but also causes a messy, lumpy sea. I wished the chap farewell and hoped that I wouldn’t be seeing him again. Wicklow Head was doing it’s thing, but wasn’t too bad in reality. It was grand.

So it was a rather bumpy ride down to Arklow, and section that I’ve paddled a number of times before. After an interesting landing onto the beach next to the harbour, for the view you see, it was then a bit chilly. I didn’t hang around.

I’d hoped to get to Courtown, but that was just a bit too far for me, so I found a nice sandy beach a few kilometres sooner. There was just enough space to squeeze in my tent and the view was fantastic.



