Day 51 will be remembered as a bad paddling day. I realised early on that the Friday Thames crossing was off, the wind was onshore/headwind and strong. Consequently I waited for a weather window before launching and in doing so lost the morning and any sort of tidal assistance.
Wishing I’d just braved it earlier, I got on at 1200 and aimed for a 15-20 mile chunk. Progress was snail paced and tempers flared when I got a crotch chilling cold splash whilst taking a leak. I took a break to try get myself together and after a debacle of a landing, enjoyed lunch on terra firma and a closer look at the sandy cliffs.
After another few hours paddling I pulled in at Southwold. I was getting nowhere and a thunder storm was starting to spark. Southwold offered a good set-up for getting sorted. I found residence for the boat, but none for myself. More despair as every b&b was at capacity but it served me right for being so soft. As I pitched my tent in a skatepark, Jess called to say she was heading my way. Day saver.
Some tough days ahead. The weather and crossing will require discipline, good decision making and lots of cake.