I left you all
dangling in Malta back in May. Well, we hung around Valetta for a bit longer,
waiting for the weather to settle, and singing in the odd bar here and there
with Paul and Hilary (PAX NOSTRUM), Colin and Moira (TASMAN), and Terry
Jamming in March
David, Beth and Bryn
tracked down The Pub – where Oliver
Reed drank scary amounts of alcohol before dropping dead.
Paul, Paul’s Dad,
B&B outside The
Back on the boat,
Bryn got into Airfix modelling a Hawker
Hurricane, hindered by his Dad.
Dad, if you’re going
to ‘help’, make sure that you stick the wings on the right way
What is one of the
most distressing sounds known to cruiser-kind? ‘Plink’ This usually means that
some nut/bolt/screw/most useful screwdriver/favourite spanner has just gone into
the water. In this case, it was my Reactolite glasses. David – who has been
trying to persuade me to wear one of those Dayglo, round-the-back-of-the-head,
floating glasses straps since we left – was not amused. My argument is that they
are uncomfortable, they make my ears stick out and they slip off the arms of the
glasses anyway. I’m not going to sail around the world with sticky-out ears. To
be fair, this is the first pair of glasses that has gone swimming in the 3 years
that we have been away. I have now given in though, and have tied my glasses on
with an attractive bit of black string that Beth has decorated with beads (bet
you can’t wait to see the photo...).
When the forecast
hinted at a half-decent break in the weather, we set off south to explore some
of Malta’s anchorages. We stopped off for lunch in St Peter’s Pool – a rocky
inlet surrounding turquoise water. Legend has it that St Peter baptized some of
the locals here.
Birzebugia – Pretty
We anchored in
Birzebugia – Pretty Bay.
The beachfront in
It was quite pretty
as long as you kept looking at the beach and ignored the container port behind,
that has obviously been built since the bay was named.
CAPE at anchor
in Pretty Bay...
backdrop of the container port.
In fact, we spent
more time watching the comings and goings in the container port, and David
indulged in a little light ‘tug spotting’. While this might have been a busy
commercial port, the water was crystal clear – not a plastic bottle or bag in
sight. Malta and Gozo are heavily into recycling and it
B&B 2-up on the
left Birzebugia fully intending to call into the famous Blue Lagoon anchorage in
northern Malta, but as the wind was just right, we decided to head for Sardinia
instead. 4 days and 3 nights later (348 miles), we tied up in Marina del Sole,
Cagliari. It was a good passage as we managed to sail about half of it, and it
was made even better by the fact that B&B did the 09:00 to 12:00 watch
together, meaning that we got 6 hours sleep instead of 3. No fish, but we did
catch a seagull for a change, and we saw lots of dolphins – striped dolphins,
which we haven’t seen before.
was really strange being back in Cagliari! Nothing had changed (I tell a lie,
there were new shower curtains, and we missed Julia). It was good to catch up
with old friends – Gary (WILD OATS), Big Dave (BRUMBY), Stephen and Anne
(WANDERING DRAGON), Lynne and Les (CELTIC), Tony and Di (NAHISKA), Paulo, and
‘young’ Antonello, Max, Antonello, and the marina hounds. We had a music night,
a BBQ, and B&B treated us to pizza.
Acoustic jam: Paulo
and ‘young’ Antonello (Antonello is using a glass slide).
Gary, Paulo and ‘young’ Antonello.
B&B treated us to
pizza in the Boat Restaurant.
weather blew up just to remind us that it could, and we sat out 50 kts of wind
and gusts up to 75 kts for a couple of days. B&B played with 2 boys
(Antoine, aged 9 and Paul, aged 3) from a French boat (LANPAUL) stuck in
Cagliari with engine trouble. We had Bryn’s front teeth checked and X-rayed (the
ones he broke in Greece) and the fillings replaced. Lots of people passing
through Cagliari are headed for Messolonghi for the winter; it’ll be interesting
to hear how they get on...
only stayed a week in Cagliari – staying any longer would have been dangerous as
it was just too comfortable! We picked up no less than 3 (yes 3) lazy lines
around the prop as we were trying to leave the berth – lazy lines that the
marina staff had been ‘sorting out’ the day before. Luckily there was a diver in
the water ‘sorting out’ lazy lines on the next pontoon and he had us free in a
jiffy (well, 20 minutes of cutting through ropes, actually).
anchored in Pula overnight (you remember, the Roman remains and the beheading of
St Efisio on the beach...), before ending up on the quay wall in Carloforte
overnight. There was a tuna festival in full swing when we got to Carloforte,
with decorated stalls, hoardes of people, and a cracking band playing until 2
am. A German boat moored next door had caught a large tuna on their way from
Menorca, and they gave us a huge chunk.
The tuna festival in
like to thank Imray Laurie Norie & Wilson Ltd who are kindly sponsoring us
by providing charts and pilots for our trip www.imray.com.
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