Forth & Clyde CanalSCOTLANDArranIsle of ManSkerriesBardsey I.Bardsey SoundPorth DinllaenSkerries
TSSCalf of
ManAngleseyFirth of ClydeMull of
KintyreAilsa
CraigLoch RyanHartlepoolAmbleEyemouthWhitbyPort EdgarGrangemouth
Edinburgh
GlasgowBowlingLargsStranraerPeel
DouglasHolyheadPorthmadogENGLANDWALESSTARTFINISHSt Abb’s HeadNorth ChannelLleyn Peninsula
Cardigan
BayFirth of ForthPorthmadogWA LE SCRUISING
APRIL 2016 http://www.yachtingmonthly.com 37into the cockpit. On reaching the Skerries
TSS, we feared that turning to cross it
at 90° would put us broadside on to the
waves. As there was no other shipping, the
Coastguard gave us permission to proceed
on our current couse. When we fi nally
arrived at Holyhead a large Stena Line
ferry was just arriving from Ireland. After
a quick radio conversation, we arranged
that we would give way, and hove to in
sheltered water while she passed.
Stranded for a fortnight
The weather left Tzu stranded in Holyhead
for another fortnight until we could
take her down through Bardsey Sound
into Cardigan bay. A spring ebb tide
hurtled us along, and despite visibility
that was down to 30m at times, hiding
the beautiful scenery, we were soon
past Porth Dinllaen, then St Tudwal’s
islands at Absersoch, and fi nally crossing
Tremadog Bay in glorious sunshine. For
the fi rst time since leaving Hartlepool,
we could abandon coats and jumpers.
We picked our way up the Glaslyn
estuary towards Steve’s mooring in
Porthmadog. After 445 miles of sea
and canal, Tzu was home. W
CHART: MAXINE HEATHMike Cooke, 61, a technical salesman in
the building industry, started boating
on his grandfather’s Dunkirk Little Ship
Latouche in the late 1950s and early
’60s, progressing to a Wayfarer in the
’70s. For the last 10 years he has owned
a Colvic Countess 28, Moonfl eet, based
in Porthmadog, and cruises the waters of
Cardigan Bay and Anglesey.Mike Cooke
Steve (in red) and Mike met on
a night school sailing courseTzu brings her happy crew
home to PorthdadogWe moored with the fi shing fl eet in Peel’s outer harbour, but were battered by swellThe sea began to lump up after we passed the
giant granite cone of Ailsa Craig