Well Teignmouth was going to be Lowesoft until we got the call on Thursday night with the news that we had been blown out so a quick bit of re-planning by Leigh and Teignmouth it was, so after a good drive down and a not to bad night camping we set about getting the club boat ready for the water the first time  in a couple of years. Everything seamed to go well on our first run out my self and Dave having chance to get used to the boat under the experienced eye of Leigh,

 

When asked in January, on a cold Wednesday night, about the preferred accommodation for a diving trip in Scotland in May (which seemed all too close, and therefore probably would still be cold!), it is only understandable that people with less hardy skins might take the offer of a cottage complete with proper beds, albeit shared rooms, over the lure of any campsite. For a reasonable fee these less hardy types enjoyed an incredible luxury: being able to roll out of bed and straight into the dive boat at our Skipper’s designated time of departure. Those of us camping had the arduous 5 minute car journey to cope with! So as you can probably tell: nothing was going to be stressful this weekend- provided the weather kept its end of the bargain! I don’t know who he paid, or what kind of rain dance he did, but in organising this trip Jeff had obviously inadvertently charmed the weather Gods, as nothing but hot, hot sunshine rained down onto our now slightly pink skins all weekend!