With a 4pm start, Griff, Mike and I were able to make the most of both the last of the light and the last of the west going tide. Launching at Lee on Solent, we set off westwards watching the sun getting lower in the sky. We paddled in to Hill Head Harbour, also known as Titchfield Haven. This tiny harbour is home to a collection of yachts, drying at low tide.
We continued westwards to Chilling, landing on the shingle beach just before sunset.
After two beers, the tide had disappeared leaving us with a long portage across the sand to the sea edge, by which time we were completely in the dark.
The eastern tide flow had set in and only 35 mintues later, we were back at Lee on Solent, having paddled blindly following the sound of the breaking wavelets on the invisible beach somewhere to the north of us.
This was a magical short paddle that was one of those evenings to be remembered - the start of better weather and lighter evenings. Or maybe it was the Stella?
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