Anchored in Folkestone harbour the morning after the night before - no sign of the gale force winds and horrific seas now! Looking back towards Dover.
Clear skies and little puffs of cloud - it never ceases to amaze us how quickly the weather can turn from one state to another within a few hours.
Sharing the anchorage with the Coastguard. There didn't seem to be anyone on board that we could see but they had their generator running non-stop the whole time we were there.
More antics to get Pippin ashore. This time Tamsyn has to row against wind and tidal eddies to reach the old ferry wall and the ladders.
After testing the ladder, Tamsyn is somewhat precariously perched on the bow of the dinghy trying to unclip Pippin from the boat and clip her onto the harness across Tamsyn's shoulder.
Even more precarious perching, in the attempt to get a reluctant puppy into position so Tamsyn can have two hands free for climbing 40 feet up the ladder!
First part accomplished, now all they have to do is get to the top, go for a walk and reverse the whole process to get back to the boat.....