First sailing day saw a Gold fleet of seven dinghies cruise to Gillan. It was a broad reach/run to the cardinal mark at the entrance, and then a beat in fluky wind to the shop. Two years ago it was a cafe, now we feasted on cheese crackers, ice cream and coffee. The fleet split, three adventured to the top of Gillan Creek, the rest beat against the building ebb to the Ferry Boat In for Betty Stoggs and ice cream. Meanwhile the Silver fleet consisting of families with children sailed and paddled locally. When the Gold fleet reunited we beat in decreasing zephyrs to camp against the ebb tide and all arrived in good time. There’s a stillness to the atmosphere this evening; the calm before a storm.