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Date: 24 May 2015 14:40:23
Title: Kalimos Island 38:37N 20:55E

We arrived Sivota, Lefkas Island early afternoon last Tuesday 19th and
then sat on the hook for next couple of nights, meeting up with s/y
Rumba (Tree, MIke & friends) as well s/y Condor (Robert and friends).
Late on the third evening a steel French yacht came off the quay
wandering very close by to us, followed by a Neilson flotilla lead
crew (in RIB) who told us they were expecting F7-F8 at approx 04:00
and the French yacht skipper felt safer on hook, as opposed to being
moored alongside a number of smaller Neilson yachts. Our concern was
now the French yacht, wanting to drop his hook close by us? With space
on a local pontoon I took the RIB in and enquired if we could take a
berth and with a favourable response I set-off back to Ticketeeboo. On
way back I alerted two other's on hook. A French cat and a small
yacht. I told the French cat skipper what we were doing and said there
would probably be room alongside us if they wanted to berth after us.
What did he do? He pulled his hook up and went in the berth we had
reserved! Adter standing-off some time the pontoon manager squeezed
enough space for us to moor, using our anchor because no lazy-lines
left available. You live & learn!!! Needless to say I let the French
cat owner know that I felt his actions were both selfish and bad form.
The F7-F8 did not materialise and we slept soundly. Early next morning
we could hear something flip-floppin' over our decks. We both came to
the same conclusion...... sounds like a duck or two? Sure enough, when
I took a mid-morning stroll round the deck the evidence was there to
be seen....... one duck egg at the bow.
Next day we headed towards Port Leone, Lalamos Island (a pleasant 12NM
run), where we enjoyed another night on hook - without any neighbours.
Next morning we we lifted hook and casually sailed a even shorter 3NM
towards Port Kalamos where we are berthed sterns-to, close to the end
of the breakwater. When we arrived George, who owns the local taverna
recognised us once within talking distance. It's 8 years since we last
visited here. It's a lovely place despite it being a beam-windy hole.
Sometines coming from the N and sometimes from the S. Either way we're
very dependent on our hook having best possible hold in the dirt. We
dropped in 3.5m, deployed 52m chain and are sitting just over 1m off
the breakwater quay in 3.5m. We've tested our hook with beam winds
from both N & S and please to say we ain't going anywhere unexpected
for now.
Some excitement early afternoon when a charter-yacht, which were next
to us, got themselves blown and pinned onto the quay opposite. We're
not sure how much they damaged their topsides and just glad they were
able to stay far enough away
from us in all the excitement. With the mornings entertainment over,
the afternoon started with our duck egg lunch, followed by more
entertainment, at times too close for comfort! We now have yet another
charter-yacht to our windward side, this time with 8 x hairy arse
blokes encamped onboard. During their first approach our automatic
defence warning system (AKA Sue) kicked-into gear to verbally get them
to remove themselves from our close proximity when a nast crash looked
like being on the cards. We have to be grateful, there not moving any
more, tied to dirt at their stern and their hook is not over ours and
they are more than 1m away. Close run thing at the time so all is well
now and Sue's returned to stand-by in readiness for the next crewed
torpedo. At least, on our present windward side we now have someone
else between us and other incomers.
xxx

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