Calstar is now moored safe and sound in Portishead and I'm sat on the train with Dad, heading home. Great passage, lovely bit of water. Clocked 11.2 kts over the ground at one point, in the full grip of the flood tide.
Only shame was the utter lack of wind, so was more like driving a bus than sailing. Not that I would in any other way compare Calstar to a bus, she's far too pretty.
But we were on the water, and the boat is now where we want to keep her.
A great day's work.