I was wonderfully surprised this morning to receive an email stating that the old bridge blocking our exit would be removed imminently… A little later I was walking up to the heads and saw the honking great crane alongside the bridge. Then watched gleefully as the offending span was hoisted off!

Up…

….Up….

….and AWAY!!!

Our way out is now available through the new (temporary) lifting bridge – once the path is dredged a little deeper…

Our escape route via the new (temporary) lifting bridge.

Meanwhile, as the dreaded virus plays it’s game, many of our options for actually going somewhere else are limited as even sailing boats are being refused entry to various ports – but for the time being, we’re pretty well isolated on the boat, keeping healthy and doing lots of boat chores. Now that we can see an exit at least, we’ll start to slowly provision (without looking like hoarders!) and then probably get out of this harbour and tour around the local anchorages until we can find a country that will allow us to enter!