Neyland Marina

We motored over from Dale to Neyland for the comforts of the marina and some idleness (for me at least). Jean did some washing then kindly hauled me up the mast to fit a new bird scarer and to find out why the anchor light didn't work. I didn't find the fault, but did enough damage to be sure that the light certainly won't ever work again.

Charging the gadgets. 

Next, off for a nice walk up the river, back for tea and flapjacks. Out for supper later.