Sardinia -Belarics - Southern Spain

Sardinia to Southern Spain - end of season 11

 

Hi All:

 Hard to believe, but our sailing season is at an end. Although at times, we felt like it would never end (like when motoring into the ever present Mediteranean chop). But now we look back and think, where did the time go.

We have logged into our winter mooring in Almerimar, Spain, which is about 130 miles east of Gibraltar. Gib was our target, but the nearby marina there disallowed staying on your boat while you worked on it. Plus you had to pay the marina an additional 10-20 euros per day if you did your own work and not hire their “professionals”.

 Doing our annual tally from Monfalcone, Italy to Almerimar we put 2400 nautical miles under our keel and well over half of that was motoring.  The seasonal winds are prdominately NW, which was ideal for the direction we were heading. So where did all this SW originate?

Sardinian coast

 Since our last post we have visited  Sardinia, Minorca, Mallorca, Ibiza and finally  back to southern Spain. Southern Spain, Ibiza and Mallorca, we had visited before, and it was about there where we lost our transmission for the second time five years ago and the winds took us on a five day detour to Tunisia. This was just in time to witness the start of the Arab Spring.



The evening promenade after the day's heat - Alicante, Spain

 Although the sailing (motoring) was enjoyable and the crystal clear azure water is never something you would tire of, we didn’t find this later part of the season stirring the blood as before. This may have been due to: the anchorages being crowded because of high vacation season: fewer virginal anchorages-most now rimmed with condo and hotel walls with swimming buoys dominating the anchorages. It seemed to be acceptable to launch your overpowered inflatable dinghy and race through the anchored boats pulling a water skier or some inflatable chair.  Apart from the ongoing noise and wake, swim at your own risk was the rule. Less opportunity to anchor in the region meant increased use of marinas, which at high season rates (double, sometimes treble winter rates) dampened the desire to dawdle and explore the nearby town further. Cartagena, however, was an exception. We thoroughly enjoyed this “old style” Spanish town. Mahon , Menorca was also an unexpected treat.

The deep sheltered harbour of Mahon

Mahon harbour



Mahon

 


Almerimar - This whole region is a 30 year old planned community. Just outside the wall of condos, which rim the marina is the market garden of Europe. Plastic covered fields stretch as far as the eye can see. Apparently from space the whole area appears as one big white splotch. Two or three crops a year are grown of salad type vegtables, zucchini, etc. When we passed through here five years ago, we noted that half the condos and stores in the complex were empty. Today – no change. A very large community of live aboard boaters stay here for the winter. In fact quite a few boats are here that look like they haven’t moved in 5+ years. Many appear sadly abandoned.

The plastic green houses

 

Plastic green houses visible from space

Just a few days before we were to leave for home the weather turned very sour. By now we were on the hard and stripping everything off for the winter storage. The skies became very foreboding. At the height of the storm the rain was so dense we couldn’t see the boats stored next to us. Rain drove horizontally and poured in through the dorades and down the mast. The boat was shuddering on its cradle. It was a day later that we learned a twister (water spout doesn’t seem appropriate) had touched down about 250 meters away from the boat, but on the other side of the sea wall from the marina. Amazingly there was no serious damage to any boats. The locals said repeatedly – we have never had anything like this here-ever! We were later told that this region of Spain – now called Costa del Sol (sunshine coast) was previously called Costa del Vente (windy coast). It was supposedly changed in order to assist the condo developers in marketing their units. Who in their right mind would want to buy a retirement home (or leave their boat) on a wind driven coast.  Let’s hope the locals won’t have cause to say – yeah, this one was even stronger than the last one!

So today we are home in Waterloo (watching the Spanish weather on line) and awaiting the imminent arrival of grandchild number two.

 

Good wishes to you all.  Adios…….Mike and Grace

Our anchor and chain in 10 meters

 

Croatia & Italy

Croatia and Italy  - June 2015 (The Boot, Aeolian Isles, Messina Straights)

Hi All:

Since our last post we have passed south through Croatia; crossed the Adriatic to Italy’s east coast; around the Boot; up through the Messina Straights (separates Italy and Sicily) and have just left behind two of the volcanic islands in the Aeolian chain. We are posting this From Sardinia

Croatia

Croatia was a delight, primarily because we linked up with other boats with just a couple as crew. Croatia apparently has the world’s largest fleet of charter boats and in order to share cost, they usually have a crew of eight with a sailing agenda to get as many miles under the keel in the allotted period, so little time remains for socializing with other boats.

While in Croatia, we experienced our first (and hopefully last) Bora. This is a strong NE wind from the top of the Adriatic. Fortunately you receive adequate warning of its coming, so we were able to tuck away in a secure anchorage and prepare. Once again our oversized dinghy revealed its alter ego as a kite, so it was a cockpit watch night.

Dubrovnik - note the playing field

Despite the proliferation of walled/red tiled roofed ancient cities along the Croatian coast we still stopped in at Dubrovnik. It is “the” tourist stop for Croatia, but we found it to be well worth the time and effort (desite $$$$). There were five cruise lines at dock when we arrived. Walking the walls provided a great overview, particularly at 0800 before hordes from the  cruise ships arrived. It is all very inspiring and picturesque, with nothing to remind you of the 90’s troubles, when the city was aggressively bombed.

The Dubrovnik Marina "offices"

SE Italy

Next we crossed over to Italy and continued south. This part of the coast we found to be low and uninspiring. It is not until you follow around the Boot that interest builds. The topography is generally ragged with agriculture spotted where possible. It is a part of the country we would definitely like to return to explore, but in a four wheeled cruiser.

Messina Straights

We approached the portion of our passage with a slight apprehension because of reports of shipping congestion, unfriendly seas from the

winds and 3-4  knot tidal currents, winds barrelling down from the high hills on either side and over zealous officials monitoring ship activity in the Straights. Short story is it was a non event. We hit the tides correctly; the channelling winds went easy on us; there was very little shipping activity to be of concern and the officials didn’t even want to know about us. All that nail biting for nothing.

We even went looking for the whirpools that appear at times in the tidal flood. The most prominent one, referenced in the Odessey – called the Charybdis  (“the Sucker-down”) wasn’t to be seen. But what we did encounter however was the fishing boats who target the swordfish swimming northward June-July.

The operation is essentially a three man crew, two in the crows nest steering the boat and searching for prey sunning themselves near the surface. The third man is two boat lengths ahead seated in a pulpit armed with a harpoon. It was a good thing to see these boats out because they only operate in calm weather – not hard to understand why.

Try to pick out the guys up the crows nest and off the bow

Aeolian Islands

Our purpose in coming north through the Straights was to see two volcanic Islands. Vulcano, which is asleep, thus we were able to climb to the crater rim, but sulphurous gas stopped us going any higher. Stromboli, which remains active and needed to be viewed after sunset. It is referred to as the lighthouse of the Mediterranean, because sailors have used it as a reference point for eons. We anchored along the narrow shore awaiting nightfall and when motoring past received, frankly, an underwhelming display. We were given three good burps at best, far from our expectations. We continued on through the night  and it was then we saw the real light show. In the pitch dark the thousands of jelly fish glowed like 10 watt light bulbs in our wake.

Volcano - from the anchorage

Vulcanos Crater

Vulcanos sulpherous gas

We motored on for 19 hours to the last Aeloian Island Ustica, but couldn’t stay to explore because the only harbour was jam packed with local run abouts. We spent the night on the ferry dock, but had to vacate early the next morning before the ferry’s arrival.

We then had a 34 hour motor to Sardinia, where we are posting this blog. As we have said before, this is the Motorterranean – not the Mediterranean.

Being investigated by the  Italian Coast Guard

PS – Winlink2000 position reports – perhaps it just me, but when I have checked this website, after entering our call sign  VE3MTI – I get a message that says something like – no postion reports for 10 days/check the history. When I accept that option everything is there up to date.

This is how all our days end

Caio Caio.........Mike and Grace

Italt to Croatia - May/June'15

Hi All:

We trust everyone wintered well. Ours was a particularly long bitter cold one, but with less snow than previously.

We have been back at the boat for just over one month now. As always first dealing with the never-ending job list, but now underway motoring through dead calm as we write this. We have left Italy and are heading south along the Croatian coast, anchoring at night in order to avoid the busy touristy, chartering areas. This being early June, the hordes of Italian boaters haven’t yet ascended, so it is a wonderful time to visit. It is however already 30+ during the day, but with cooler nights for sleeping.

This is the commencement of our 11^th season and our goal is to travel west from Italy to Gibraltar for a winter mooring. There are so many more places of interest we’d like to see, but social and political unrest suggests otherwise. We’ve had five good seasons here, so no complaints. Maybe when we switch to land yacht, we’ll return to see what we have missed.



our winter mooring was under a street lamp
the batteries were always full, but blackout curtains were needed to sleep

We left Monfalcone, our winter berth, but had to go to Trieste to get our new mainsail. In order to avoid paying the 23% VAT, Customs insisted upon seeing the sail installed. A video of the installation or affidavit would not suffice. It is only 20 miles away, so worth the trip. But at boat speed that is 3-4 hours one way. At the dock in Trieste, Customs appeared before the sail showed up. A document was presented for signature, along with application of the ship’s stamp and was gone. Sixty seconds! Still no sail. The sailmaker (Italian) explained that we had to go through the process because of two problems. First problem – they are Customs. Second problem – they are Italian.

Grado - between Monfalcone and Venice
the long narrow channel to center of town

From Trieste it is a couple of hops over to Venice, which we have pegged as being the high point of this season. We were able to moor in the Venice lagoon on the island of Venice, so that we could walk everywhere, and walk we did. When the feet gave out it was onto the vaporetta (water taxi). The entire experience – simply outstanding! We loved every single minute of the visit and wished to have stayed longer.

Half the time you are lost because the alley maze is so intricate. Boating articles have suggested the possibility of taking your own dinghy through the canals (with appropriate authorization), but that is rife with so many problems. Enroute from your boat to the city you would most probably get swamped by the passing vaporettas. They, and everyone else whizzes about at top speed. Once inside the maze you would quickly become disoriented and then trying to squeeze by a gondola in the narrow canals, will quickly make you want to rethink your decision.

We were able to visit the nearby island Morana, world famous for its glass blowing and Burano, known for its lace. Both equally as interesting as Venice, without the crowds, because if I get poked by just one more selfie stick …………

Now back to Croatia. Two nights ago we were wandering around the island of Olib in search of a bakery. We stopped an older gentleman and his daughter, hoping they could point us in the right direction. The daughter responded in the thickest New York accent giving us a start. Apparently they and over half the island folk return every year from the US. They all left when the political situation soured 30 plus years ago, but now return to their birth land every summer.

 
 

So today we are motoring south, in blazing sun and zero air, amongst the many Croatian islands with the Velebitski Mountain range providing the back drop. Easy to see why this is one of the premier sailing areas of the Med. We have given ourselves about two more weeks here before crossing back over to Italy just above the Boot and then points west.

So we’ll just say ciao for now………..Mike and Grace