Saturday 8th September 2001 – 12.14pm
A bright blue day, with sun in the sky and Black Combe bright and striped by shadow. The Lakes are covered by fluffy cloud, but the sky above me is clear. The wind today is rushing in out of the northwest, moving in strong and fast off the sea; the water rippling like a Mexican wave as the strong gusts pass over it. It’s a windsurfing wind, but is maybe too much for a gentle sail.