Moving west

As we left the bay at Pedhi, in Simi, we passed
a huge rock, not shown on our charts. It was at least 4 metres above the water
and 10 metres in diameter. We passed the rock during the day, in perfect
visibility. We would not have seen it at night, unless there had been a full
moon. A fisherman, in a wooden rowing boat, pulled on
the line which was dangling rod-less, in the water next to his boat. He unhooked
a large fish and put it in his bucket. Looking in the ships log I am reminded that we
were at Panormittis, “monastery bay”, on September 5th last, en-route
to We are anchored in 2-3 metres and the bottom is
covered in weed, resembling clumps of grass, pretending to be a flooded meadow.
There are just a few boats anchored here. Occasionally a ferry arrives and
deposits its passengers on the jetty, located on the other side of the bay, far
enough away from the boats at anchor, not to be invasive. There was a heavy dew on the boat this morning,
threatening a change in the weather. We are expecting some fierce winds on
Thursday or Friday, blowing down from the 2 years ago today, August 4th, we
took delivery of our catamaran. It doesn’t seem that we have had her that long,
probably because the commissioning took the rest of the season and we didn’t
start to use her in earnest, until May last year. It is odd therefore, and quite
contradictory, that although we only left Plymouth on June 3rd, last year, it
seems that must have been at least 5 years ago. Just before En-route to Nisiros, we passed very closely,
travelling in the opposite direction, a beautiful, white, 4 masted, 438 foot
sailing boat, presumably a cruise ship, which we had last seen in a harbour, in
Rhodes. It is strange that we can travel for hours without seeing another boat
and then when we do, it tries to get into bed with us. When we visited the small marina at Palon,
Nisiros at the beginning of last September, it was dirty and we had a nasty
experience with rope round our propellers, rope hooked round the anchor and the
rudder resting on a rock. The whole place has since been smartened up with a new
wall and metal loops on which to tie our lines. The dredger, which had been in
action when we were last there, had finished its job and moved elsewhere. The
businesses, which had previously been at the waters-edge, were no longer there.
The small boats had all moved to a shallower part of the marina, adjacent to the
land with its natural incline. Although it was still necessary to drop an
anchor, the whole experience on this occasion was most pleasurable. We stayed
for 2 nights at Palon leaving at The sea was flat calm when we left the marina
but within half an hour we were sailing and managed to do so all the way to
Astipalaia. The weather forecast, which we had checked the previous evening, was
force 4 and we expected to be able to sail on a beam reach. By Since leaving
The wind decreased as forecast, so on Sunday
morning we lifted the anchor and moved out of the inlet at Vathi. As we left the
shelter of the inlet last year and moved into the bay, we were quite
unexpectedly attacked by big seas and strong winds. This year we were ready for
the onslaught which didn’t happen. We proceeded to the south of the island, the
sails goose-winged, and the wind blowing no more than 6 knots, from behind us.
We dropped our anchor in Maltezana bay and swam off the boat in clear blue
water. Late afternoon, the barometer dropped 8 bars.
We were astounded having never experienced an instant drop of such magnitude.
Within a few minutes, the barometer rose by 3 bars and an hour later by a
further 3 bars. This was either warning us of a severe gale or the batteries in
the barometer needed changing. As light winds were forecast for the next few
days, we decided to check out the batteries. It was dark when we left the taverna and
returned to the boat in our rib, in flat seas. We had hardly boarded the boat
when the wind hit us at 30knots and it was still blowing Monday morning. I don’t
think we will be moving from this anchorage for a day or two.
The pink mini-mouse shoes which featured in the last blog have been demoted and my discarded boat shoes are back in use. Unfortunately, the new shoes are no better than being bare-footed when it comes to keeping the boat clean and, as I am usually the person who cleans the boat, you will understand my decision to resurrect the other shoes.
Below, the beautiful white sailing ship looking just like a model ship
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