EMYR week 6
When we left
As we approached the breakwater,
we were greeted by a ship fitted with water-cannon. Dick sounded the foghorn in
recognition and the ship with the water cannon responded. While we tied up
alongside the pontoon, musicians walked to our boat, playing their musical
instruments. Going ashore and waiting for our passports to be returned, glasses
of beer and flowers were thrust into our hands. A small, light plane flew
overhead, with the legend “Welcome”, trailing behind, in huge Hebrew letters.
Small boats circled the marina, the occupants cheering their welcome. Wow! This
is our second port in
Today, Sunday, we are chilling out, trying to recharge our depleted batteries. Tonight we will eat a barbecue on board the catamaran, have a reasonably early night and be ready to climb on board the coaches at 7.30 Monday morning.
The early night didn’t happen as
we sat up till nearly , watching the
version of Exodus, starring Paul Newman. It seemed very fitting to be watching
this film while we were in
The early morning did happen and
we again boarded the coaches for our excursion through the
After lunch, we drove to the
Tuesday is another free day and we were able to walk round from the marina to the beach, top up provisions, ready for the next leg of our journey and generally have a relaxing day. Tuesday evening was party time with another cocktail party.
The setting was actually in the shipyard and the flags of all the nations taking part in this rally, were standing proud beneath the huge hoist, in the lifting bay. The food was excellent and varied and the beer and wine flowed. As the evening progressed, 3 exotic, beautiful women appeared within our midst, dancing and gyrating in their high-heeled platform shoes and sparkly, almost non-existent costumes, sporting a magnificent array of multi-coloured ostrich feathers, attached to the back of each dancer. They eventually moved onto the stage with a male following reminiscent of the pied piper. Another very successful evening enhanced by the fact that we did not have to leave the marina at 5am in the morning. A decision had been made by the organizers that due to seas, too large for the smaller boats in the fleet, the departure would be delayed by 24 hours.
Although the delay added more pressure to complete the rest of the rally in the time scheduled, it was very welcome as most of the participants were already wilting from the long days, as well as the long nights.
We planned to leave at on Thursday but were awakened before , with instructions broadcast over the VHF, instructing us to collect our passports at . Each person, on each boat, had to be present, when the passports were collected. There was no point in delay, so we motored out of the marina and motor-sailed for the next 12 hours.
Eventually, we had enough wind,
from the right direction, to sail. We turned off the engines and for just over 7
hours, sailed towards
Bit of a cock-up at
All tied up in the Arsenal basin at 8am, we had a free day ahead.
The motto for this rally seems to be “Sleep is not compulsory”. At least, that is what the rally leader keeps saying to us.