And then Vicky slipped away from Ocean Terminal silently. Everyone was too busy watching the other two to notice her lines had disappeared until her bow was appearing. Betty hung around off Weston Shore buoy waiting, then after Vicky passed, they both slowly ambled along as Mary's own ropes were thrown, going astern to turn and playing catch up. Our skipper decided to chase after the pair of book ends! After 6pm, we started the return journey back to Ocean Village. As we returned over the water on the Hythe ferry, I spotted a very hazy Mary in the Solent. |