Corme

Moorglade's Voyage
Ted Wilson
Sat 24 Jul 2010 21:35
Our position is 43:15.811N 08:57.395W
After a frustrating time with the WiFi at the yacht club in Ares but a good meal ashore in the town with a very friendly waitress, who was extremely forgiving of our complete inability with the Spanish language, everyone slept soundly and needed Chris to arouse us from slumber at the designated hour of 7am. The intention was to return the marina keys (and get back the 10 euro deposit) and what was believed to be the 8am opening time, however this actually proved to be 9 so keys were left with the small dog on the adjacent boat ( and its owner) for them to return and we set off in light winds for the 40 mile sail to Corme.
 
Before long a reasonable amount of wind arrived and we were broad reaching at 6 knots in the sunshine. After a close encounter with King Erik , who was following a tug into A Coruna we had an uneventful trip until the approach to Corme when the wind got up and funnelled down the hillside, making the final  approach and the sail down manoeuvring a bit hairy. Once inside the harbour things quietened down but the first attempt at anchoring was unsuccessful and John complained bitterly, when retrieving the anchor for a second attempt, that he was pulling up the whole harbour. What he had caught seemed to be a weighted metal drainpipe attached to a bit of string. Whether there was a boat at the other end was unclear, but once released we moved nearer the beach and this proved much better and very picturesque.
 
Corme is obviously not a place visited by many as there are only 5 other boats at anchor apart from us, but is very cosmopolitan as there are 5 different nationalities represented. The town is crammed into a small space on a hillside with many narrow streets and it also proved well equipped with bars. We had planned a meal on board so the lack of obvious restaurants was not therefore a problem. The dinghy trip back was rendered harrowing by the loss of John's hat which blew off his head, floated for long enough to let us think it was retrievable and then sank without trace.
 
Back at the boat it was discovered that there was no white wine chilling but the intrepid crew were able to overcome this difficulty by opening a bottle of red instead. There was a debate about the possibility of a barbecue but the unanimous decision was that it was too much trouble, so Chris cooked a delicious chicken dinner and Ted tried to get the anchorage rocking by playing The Bangles loudly through the outside speakers.
 
Strong winds are forecast for Monday so the intention is to go to Camarinas and wait for them to pass.