Crossing the Bar - Salcombe

We are in Salcombe, Devon where, it has been suggested, Tennyson wrote his famous poem ‘Crossing the Bar’ while sitting here on a yacht in 1889. He must have been contemplating the formidable bar at the Salcombe entrance - looking seaward entrance to the harbour which stretches almost entirely...

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On Our Way

Finally, finally, we have left the dock! Only three days later than our planned departure date of May 21, we left Cowes yesterday. Last-minute events seemed to be conspiring against us, we’d said our goodbyes, were feeling the pressure and wondering whether we’d ever get away when, five days before...

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