Anchors away






Guest blogger Morna here.
Wednesday started a little dull. Ross and I went for our morning coffee and were caught in a flotilla debrief which gave us the weather report and suggested activities for the day. We didn't want to show them all up at the pub quiz in the afternoon so we made our arrangements to leave.

Our departure was delayed a little, as a yacht leaving before us picked up the anchor of the (Scottish) boat next door to us and set it adrift. The sailors were not aboard so I ran into the village and found them,while the others fended the boat from the harbour wall. They quickly returned and no harm was done.

We then continued with our own departure and commenced raising the anchor and after fair effort we found it had pulled up a second old anchor. This always presents challenges and we have spent some happy hours watching the efforts of others to disentangle themselves. On this occasion we couldn't rid ourselves from the beast and had to pull over to the harbour wall side-to and then manually lifted the rogue anchor onto the quay. It was a rather impressive example. We imagine it would be quickly squirreled away for use as a nautical ornament if nothing else.

Our sail took us across the passage between Paxos and the mainland. There was a good breeze going. We all had a shot of the helm, Diane holding the speed record at a magnificent 9.0 knots. Even the big boat behind us who put out his spinnaker couldn't catch us. Not that we are competitive of course.

We parked up in a little bay on the anchor with 2 shore lines. There followed some sail shenanigans as the foresail has not been unravelling quite right. (I'm really getting good at sailing language).(Unfurled Ed.)

For our dinner we took the dinghy round to the wee town in the dark. Another adventure for the land lubbers.

What will tomorrow bring?








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