Blyth, noon, 23rd June

  Got out from under tarptent to reccy the weather just as the wind was freshening up. Spent a while looking at the RNYC knot meter whilst listening to the rigging noises. I reckon whistling is 15 knots, shrieking 20-25 knots and howling must be 30+.

RNYC clubhouse, a wooden 1800s lightship

  Went out onto the pier that makes the western harbour mouth and had to lean into the wind, it felt really strong and i was pleased not to be at sea. There were a few windsurfers in the bay and I saw a seal, which looked like it was listening to the barking of a dog being carried on wind from beach. 'Cos of the limited fetch there weren't big waves but they did have a lot of mini whitecaps.

  Came back and had a cup of tea with a neighbour,  thanks Alistair.

Moored at RNYC