Saturday 1st December 2001 12.19pm
Approaching high tide, the water still pushing up, but being beaten back by the strong northwest wind, until it almost seems to give up, accepting that there is no space left to fill with its water. The boats ride between the two, and so half face each and are squeezed along their sides. The day is thick grey wet cloud, threatening and delivering rain in sharp concentrated airdrops to the ground.