We had a leisurely start to the day with a general tidy up of the boat. There was no hurry to leave, high tide into the Tollesbury would not be until 10:04.
Once out of Bradwell we steered a course up to the Nass, a convenient navigation point off the coast of Mersea Island, and then steered a course to take us to the South Channel into Tollesbury.
Rex inserted Duonita into her berth superbly; sadly, there were no crowds to witness the deed and applaud. The end of these epic trips is always an anticlimax. But there was a glimmer of hope in the figure of Meryl, who was wheeling a barrow down the boardwalks to greet us. It was good to see her again, and the couple were delighted to be in each other's arms hugging each other again.
We bade farewell to our refuge for the last few weeks, and retired to Rex and Meryl's for a catch up and reflection of our adventure.
