The crossing was rough by modern standards, cheered up by a lecture about wildlife in the Channel. We learned how to tell the difference between a grey seal and a common seal: grey seals have faces like dogs, and common seals have faces like cats. (Google them if you don't believe me.)
I arrived home shortly before 6pm, and really appreciated getting home at a reasonable hour and having Sunday to recuperate.
It was a lovely week, with a nice mix of riding and tourism, and I'm glad to have been on the spot where it all happened for a very important anniversary.