goatsarah@pdcawley My favourite one was approaching Dover harbour once. Dover is where the tide race for Great Britain meets. As a result the tide tables can be … aspirational.
On this one day, it was wrong. The water was meant to be 1st behind us. It was 2-3kts in front instead. Traffic control was trying to slot us in between a couple of Dover Calais ferries (bloody big fuckers), and was getting frustrated watching us on AIS approaching at barely 3 knots.
“Scarlet scarlet, Dover Dover, is that your best speed? Over”
“Dover, Scarlet, unfortunately it is. Sorry. Over”
Meanwhile the poor engine was screaming.
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