The plan was to dive the Galicia, launching from Teignmouth, and I was buddied with Clinton. Driving past Dawlish I saw that the sea state had taken an unexpected turn for the worse, and would possibly put paid to any diving. At the Point car park it looked pretty bad, but arriving at Polly Steps, Clint, Kevin and Nick and Julie were about ready to go and we were in fact launching. In the RIB (we were actually going diving!), getting out would be difficult. The easterly wind and dropping tide made for some quite big waves at the estuary mouth; it was very bumpy indeed and a hard boat with divers lolloped past us. Lashed by spray and holding on tight I was relieved when Clint told Kevin to turn back. I think everyone thought it was pretty nasty. We were then going to do boat handling practise in the estuary, to get something out of the day, but this was impossible too because the boat wasn't emptying properly; when the boat was back on the trailer we saw that the drain thing at the back had got bashed. Anyway, Yas took some nice pictures, and I had a ride in a RIB.
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