We slipped the lines early in the morning and headed out
into the Clyde for Bangor, still and clear (but still no sun). Went inside the
island to save a bit of time and in the distance Aisla Craig appeared.
Hours later Aisla Craig was still in front of us. After five
hours we passed it hooray, half way there.
Sea state chopped up as the tides turned as we approached
Belfast Lough (no pics, hanging on) and we berthed on the hammerhead and filled
Too little time in Bangor, it’s a great place and fabulous