The river was surprisingly rough as the west wind played against the last of the flood, with the Queen Elizabeth 2nd bridge in the distance.
Soon PicoMicroYacht was under the bridge and I was looking upwards, the tower blocks in the distance providing scale.
A solitary yacht came past under genoa, keeping the speed down so as to arrive at Gravesend at a particular time.
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I made my approach, readying PicoMicroYacht for the only slipway. A Port of London Authority launch made a beeline for me from across the river, wanting to quiz me about my intentions. After a brief chat, PicoMicroYacht was on it's way.
Gravesend Sailing Club kindly agreed to store my boat for a few hours. A chatty friendly group of sailors greeted me.
They conquer the mud in dinghies by going out at high tide and using the crane to launch.
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