Can you drown a fly?
38:00.4 N 012:30.0 E
Arrived safely in
It was a 32 hr passage, all under power. We set off a little earlier than was ideal, and encountered some swell off Capo Malfatone, but this was planned. If I had left later, the swell would have been less, but we risked facing strongish winds at the end of the passage. Anyway, off at , after a few hours quick zizz. Lesley at the helm, and suddenly I shouted “bear left, bear left”. The port authorities in Sant Antioco had allowed the port channel marker, a big metal pole, to remain unlit. The starboard one (green) was clearly visible, and flashing normally, but for some reason the red port one was not. We were heading straight for it! Fortunately managed to avoid it. ( I was busy getting the fenders in at this stage).
Lesley retired, and I took the helm. Straightforward few hours. A little surprised when I round Capo Teuleda
to see a white light. Turned out to be a
boat at anchor, hiding behind the headland, and not a fishing vessel as I had
thought. The swell did build for the
next hrs, but then
settled. The wind dropped, and we had a
wonderful 24 hrs crossing the straights between
Exhausted but exhilarated. After a general cleanup of the boat and its crew, settled down for the night. Was amused the next day to see a 70ft catamaran, at anchor in the harbour, approached by a pilot boat at . Someone went on board, and off they went to the Harbourmasters office. It returned around , and I assume the skipper was a little poorer than he had been.
Breakfast was interrupted by a fly. One made the serious mistake of deciding to
settle on Lesley’s coffee. For the uninitiated,
Lesley and her cup of coffee in the morning is a great ritual, involving hours of deliberation about which
coffee to choose, a cafetiere with plunger etc…. She was livid with the fly, and grabbed her
cup to make the fly leave, sweeping it through the air. Net result:
coffee all over the cushions, my bottles of wine, the stools etc… We were not amused, and even less so when I pointed
out that trying to drown a fly was not the most efficient way of killing
them! We now have a fly paper decorating
the galley, and all the affected parts have been cleaned and scrubbed. Have wandered around town, and identified
what we are told is the “best pizza place in