Saturday 19 May
The day began amid a swarm of tiny blackflies, so the insect repellent was slathered on and as much skin as possible was covered up before the crew even ventured into the cockpit. Once we got sailing, the breeze blew most of them away, but some lingered defiantly on my downwind coaming.
Being the weekend, we sailed straight through a fleet of club racing boats, avoided the fields of fishing stakes and followed the channel out of the lake and into the channel to Szczecin. We made our way into the brand new North East Marina, right in the city centre, with a grand view of the Waly Chrobego, or Odra promenade. 
We were warmly welcomed by Magic, the Bosman (harbour master, from the English ‘boatswain’, or bosun), who made us even happier by telling us his computer was kaput and he couldn’t charge us for berthing or power!
The crew relaxed over lunch in the cockpit, and took a stroll around the old town when it became cooler in the late afternoon.