25/10/12 - Tenacious

After nightfall with the sails duly hauled we motored northwards. The cloudy
sky gradually cleared and the Tenacious negotiated passage towards Troon
with the dark waters glimmering under a gibbous moon. Later, when the moon,
had set a starry sky saw us head up to the east of the Mull of Kintyre, and
Arran; and all the while watched over by the dark brooding dome of Ailsa
Craig, set mysteriously in the sea just west of the twinkling Ayrshire
coast.
The following morning we docked at Troon, a fine friendly town of some
15,000 souls. The port caters for fishing craft, freight and ferries and
there are plenty of good pubs and eateries.
After a much enjoyed (not) "happy hour" there were assisted climbs and it
was a delight to see Jimmy, still talking, swinging happily between sky and
sea.Other souls with steely determination and white knuckles braved it to
the top of the foremast.
Most crew,permanent volunteer and voyage, set out after lunch to stroll to
the centre of Troon in bright sunshine.
Most people ate ashore and sampled the local brews, among which
Thrattledouser was a popular choice.

FWD STB