The Isle of Mey.
Bass Rock under the genoa.
Our arrival at North Berwick coincided with the start of the local sailing club's dinghy race. We approached the committee boat to find out that we had time to nip across the fleet, and feel our way through the narrow entrance to the moorings in West Bay. We picked up a mooring with only just enough water to stay afloat at low water with the keel down.
On a mooring in West Bay, North Berwick.
The town from the moorings with North Berwick Law behind.
Rocks surrounding West Bay with Fidra in the background.
After a quiet night on the mooring we continued our journey.
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