anticipation
I'm sorry that my blog entries are currently sparse. Somehow I just do not have the energy and motivation, every day more or less full report in writing to. Maybe has to do what with the fact that I fly home in 9 days. And I'm looking forward to crazy. Therefore, only the half Vollstänigkeit: from Kythira (where we spent another day) we went to Kaglio on the east side of the Mani peninsula in the Peloponnese (which is the "middle finger" if you will). Cute little village. It's amazing how different the villages look here than on the islands of the Aegean. Stone houses instead of whitewashed cubes but usually very green and steep mountain slopes around it. Looking out a bit like in France, I think, and makes a somewhat milder than the impression but sometimes quite steep and barren islands. From
Kaglio it was on to Gerolimin, another Mani village. The village is quite influenced by tourism and consist mainly of taverns and boarding houses and a small beach, but there is a mass rush it. No wonder, by land, it is already quite a driving, until you arrive down here.
we are now in Methoni, a Venetian port town in the far southwest of the Peloponnese. I must say that to me before this trip was not clear how big the Venetian empire in the early modern times. I mean, it was already clear to me that Venice was rich and influential, but I was introduced to me as more a thriving commercial city and good diplomatic relations by marriage and such a thing. have from the sheer military power, which embodies the Venetians in the Aegean and Ionian Sea, I had no idea. We have been on a little island and hardly a place on the mainland, where there was not a Venetian castle. And these are fortifications that have washed up.
Sunday, August 30, 2009
Wednesday, August 26, 2009
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sailing weather
There you go, do go. For the first time in a long time to us is the weather gracious and we sail with nearly calm sea towards Antikythira. When we clock about 13 just before the harbor entrance are, however, brings us the weather report back to the earth. Wind force 6 to 7 in Northeast, he says advance for the next 24 hours. The only port of Antikythira is open to the north like a barn door. Here we will not be surprised by high waves from the north. We resolve therefore to drive right after Kapsali on Kythira. Today Sascha
There you go, do go. For the first time in a long time to us is the weather gracious and we sail with nearly calm sea towards Antikythira. When we clock about 13 just before the harbor entrance are, however, brings us the weather report back to the earth. Wind force 6 to 7 in Northeast, he says advance for the next 24 hours. The only port of Antikythira is open to the north like a barn door. Here we will not be surprised by high waves from the north. We resolve therefore to drive right after Kapsali on Kythira. Today Sascha
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pays his tribute to the lack of sleep the last few days. The pitching him out of the skin slippers and after he has his breakfast gepieen overboard, he stretches out on the cockpit Bank and sleeps through the rest of the day.
We think about it today to go after Antikythira hold, but then to our original Plan set to make a stop on Gramvousa. This small island at the extreme north-western tip of Crete is served by a number of excursion boats, which sell hundreds of tourists during the day here. There is a tour of a Venetian castle and a small beach. Late afternoon, hit the ships and tourists again and the uninhabited islet is again the fishermen and some amateur sailors that: it will here.
When we try to cast our anchor in the bay comes a dinghy approached. In the best of Viennese explains the occupant, that we can set up short at one of the Mooringbojen. His name is Costa and Austria-Greek half beings. Funnily enough, we find later still found that he is just that Costa, the mooring we had used almost in Chania.
Costa is already almost two weeks here and has made friends with the fishermen in the bay. Ado, he invites us to her for evening meal. He also queried via radio from the fishermen, if we can moor at the small pier. We must, as the fishing boat that is usually here, this night remains in Kastelli.
We use the remaining daylight for a walk to the castle, which is actually quite impressive. We also have to admit that the island is populated with rabbits, not wild rabbits, but rabbits, white colored in white and black pied.
Since we do not want to eat at the expense of others, we cook on board noodles with vegetables and only then go to the gathering of fishermen and boaters near the small chapel.
The fishermen often spend the days between their fishing trips in the protection of the island, especially if the weather is too rough to drive every night back to Kastelli. And they have to eat something so they have a grill placed on the terrace of the chapel, where they eat a part of their catch themselves. Costa has made manifest in recent days and weeks that it is a small social event, when he unceremoniously invited all lying in the bay boat crews also added. So we stumble into a real feast to which everyone has contributed something (we are only a bottle of red wine and some pretzels ...). There are lobster with spaghetti, grilled octopus, barracuda and Mediterranean nor any other grilled fish, ribs, salads and several bottles of this wine. Although we are already fed up when we arrive, we are compelled to try by all, at least. In the end we get even half a Barracuda and most of octopus for the next day on their way. Now we learn
also what it has with the rabbit up. One of the fishermen, who looks with his little gray curls, his beard and his powerful shoulders like a statue come to life Zeus, brings every now and then rabbits with small hand-reared on the island and exposes them here. Legal is probably not, the island is a nature reserve and the rabbits do mostly what they do best: eat and reproduce. The fisherman has so but an emergency supply for a rainy day and once a year he makes with the shotgun that the inventory does not take the upper hand and then moves with a boat full of roast rabbit home.
pays his tribute to the lack of sleep the last few days. The pitching him out of the skin slippers and after he has his breakfast gepieen overboard, he stretches out on the cockpit Bank and sleeps through the rest of the day.
We think about it today to go after Antikythira hold, but then to our original Plan set to make a stop on Gramvousa. This small island at the extreme north-western tip of Crete is served by a number of excursion boats, which sell hundreds of tourists during the day here. There is a tour of a Venetian castle and a small beach. Late afternoon, hit the ships and tourists again and the uninhabited islet is again the fishermen and some amateur sailors that: it will here.
When we try to cast our anchor in the bay comes a dinghy approached. In the best of Viennese explains the occupant, that we can set up short at one of the Mooringbojen. His name is Costa and Austria-Greek half beings. Funnily enough, we find later still found that he is just that Costa, the mooring we had used almost in Chania.
Costa is already almost two weeks here and has made friends with the fishermen in the bay. Ado, he invites us to her for evening meal. He also queried via radio from the fishermen, if we can moor at the small pier. We must, as the fishing boat that is usually here, this night remains in Kastelli.
We use the remaining daylight for a walk to the castle, which is actually quite impressive. We also have to admit that the island is populated with rabbits, not wild rabbits, but rabbits, white colored in white and black pied.
Since we do not want to eat at the expense of others, we cook on board noodles with vegetables and only then go to the gathering of fishermen and boaters near the small chapel.
The fishermen often spend the days between their fishing trips in the protection of the island, especially if the weather is too rough to drive every night back to Kastelli. And they have to eat something so they have a grill placed on the terrace of the chapel, where they eat a part of their catch themselves. Costa has made manifest in recent days and weeks that it is a small social event, when he unceremoniously invited all lying in the bay boat crews also added. So we stumble into a real feast to which everyone has contributed something (we are only a bottle of red wine and some pretzels ...). There are lobster with spaghetti, grilled octopus, barracuda and Mediterranean nor any other grilled fish, ribs, salads and several bottles of this wine. Although we are already fed up when we arrive, we are compelled to try by all, at least. In the end we get even half a Barracuda and most of octopus for the next day on their way. Now we learn
also what it has with the rabbit up. One of the fishermen, who looks with his little gray curls, his beard and his powerful shoulders like a statue come to life Zeus, brings every now and then rabbits with small hand-reared on the island and exposes them here. Legal is probably not, the island is a nature reserve and the rabbits do mostly what they do best: eat and reproduce. The fisherman has so but an emergency supply for a rainy day and once a year he makes with the shotgun that the inventory does not take the upper hand and then moves with a boat full of roast rabbit home.
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Diet
We remain today in Chania, as Sasha comes on board. He is after a night early in the morning flew from Munich to Heraklion and having his butt after nearly three hours by bus along Crete North Coast can swing. Nevertheless, he is amazing perk when he arrives. Apparently you can something better when you're only 21st
evening we found a nice little tavern apart from the main flow of tourists, providing us with Chania at least somewhat reconciled. As we leave
We remain today in Chania, as Sasha comes on board. He is after a night early in the morning flew from Munich to Heraklion and having his butt after nearly three hours by bus along Crete North Coast can swing. Nevertheless, he is amazing perk when he arrives. Apparently you can something better when you're only 21st
evening we found a nice little tavern apart from the main flow of tourists, providing us with Chania at least somewhat reconciled. As we leave
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many waves, light winds
Georgi Poli morning falls, still in the harbor from our GPS. It simply gets no connection to the satellite. Also, the replacement unit, which we will then dig out, no position. As the port is surrounded by a number of reefs, we will have more than scary. But finally we went into it yesterday already in the port and find out now and again. It takes nearly two hours until the GPS indicating a position again and then loses is the connection a few times this is so far not occurred to us. Perhaps it has something to do with NATO maneuvers that take place at the time somewhere in the eastern Mediterranean. Or maybe one of the satellite is actually failed temporarily.
We have a great round the Cape to get to Chania. As almost always, since we are in Crete, the wind is against us, but is now so far abated, that we do not even pull up the sail. Only under power, we are shaken up in the cross sea off the Cape. We are both very glad when we finally arrive in Chania, even if we experience the city and the port as quite a disappointment. In the port is swell and the floating docks at the back dock, where the rocking most bearable, would remain, we must not, even though we see any free space. But he is obviously private, a warning sign "reserved for Talos" stands out and says a local sailboat owners: "The place is Costa, no idea when that comes back." We thus warping to a host of places where we are to park between two 15 to 20 meters sail boats. We look like a dinghy. In addition, we are now with the rear of the main boulevard and Chania each Depp us looks into the cockpit.
Georgi Poli morning falls, still in the harbor from our GPS. It simply gets no connection to the satellite. Also, the replacement unit, which we will then dig out, no position. As the port is surrounded by a number of reefs, we will have more than scary. But finally we went into it yesterday already in the port and find out now and again. It takes nearly two hours until the GPS indicating a position again and then loses is the connection a few times this is so far not occurred to us. Perhaps it has something to do with NATO maneuvers that take place at the time somewhere in the eastern Mediterranean. Or maybe one of the satellite is actually failed temporarily.
We have a great round the Cape to get to Chania. As almost always, since we are in Crete, the wind is against us, but is now so far abated, that we do not even pull up the sail. Only under power, we are shaken up in the cross sea off the Cape. We are both very glad when we finally arrive in Chania, even if we experience the city and the port as quite a disappointment. In the port is swell and the floating docks at the back dock, where the rocking most bearable, would remain, we must not, even though we see any free space. But he is obviously private, a warning sign "reserved for Talos" stands out and says a local sailboat owners: "The place is Costa, no idea when that comes back." We thus warping to a host of places where we are to park between two 15 to 20 meters sail boats. We look like a dinghy. In addition, we are now with the rear of the main boulevard and Chania each Depp us looks into the cockpit.
Friday, August 21, 2009
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river port
After Manu and Tom have adopted to drive Mark and I went to Georgia Poli. It has a lot of waves but little wind. The tiny port of Georgi Poli is an estuary, and is quite tricky to control because diverse reefs in the driveway. At sea is not really a pleasure.
We have an appointment with a colleague of Mark and his wife, who make the time to leave the area. When we run into the tiny harbor, they are already on the shore. Space is not really proud of our 9-meter yacht, and we park in the second row, alongside a motorboat. I'm pretty proud of myself because I (and without falling into the water) without hesitation, creating, hinüberzuspringen on the other boat and moor our lead. The elation, however, has not last long because I soon after the wasp nest prick. Literally. The cute little creatures have their home that is built right next to the cleat. I can guess but not like that. But I will only stung once. Also confirmed wiedermal that wasp stings hurt, but in my little swollen. Actually, I do every mosquito bite more trouble.
After Manu and Tom have adopted to drive Mark and I went to Georgia Poli. It has a lot of waves but little wind. The tiny port of Georgi Poli is an estuary, and is quite tricky to control because diverse reefs in the driveway. At sea is not really a pleasure.
We have an appointment with a colleague of Mark and his wife, who make the time to leave the area. When we run into the tiny harbor, they are already on the shore. Space is not really proud of our 9-meter yacht, and we park in the second row, alongside a motorboat. I'm pretty proud of myself because I (and without falling into the water) without hesitation, creating, hinüberzuspringen on the other boat and moor our lead. The elation, however, has not last long because I soon after the wasp nest prick. Literally. The cute little creatures have their home that is built right next to the cleat. I can guess but not like that. But I will only stung once. Also confirmed wiedermal that wasp stings hurt, but in my little swollen. Actually, I do every mosquito bite more trouble.
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From berths scooters and sound sleepers
We spend another day in Rethymnon. Tom and decide to spend their last three vacation days on land and heading out to search for an accommodation. Afternoon they come back and have already celebrated their success to the same due. We spend our last evening together to carve the joint board cash on the couplers, which we do not succeed completely. At least Tom has but apparently enough alcohol moistened. At least he falls sometime during the night without any external afs his salon berth. This can happen naturally, so incredibly large, things are not so. Is surprising, however, that he is not even wake up or interrupt only his snoring. Not until two hours later, he notices that something is wrong and why his bed is so very uncomfortable today. Why is the way I really know? Because the hard cabin floor the snoring sound is transmitted still much better than the padded bunk.
We spend another day in Rethymnon. Tom and decide to spend their last three vacation days on land and heading out to search for an accommodation. Afternoon they come back and have already celebrated their success to the same due. We spend our last evening together to carve the joint board cash on the couplers, which we do not succeed completely. At least Tom has but apparently enough alcohol moistened. At least he falls sometime during the night without any external afs his salon berth. This can happen naturally, so incredibly large, things are not so. Is surprising, however, that he is not even wake up or interrupt only his snoring. Not until two hours later, he notices that something is wrong and why his bed is so very uncomfortable today. Why is the way I really know? Because the hard cabin floor the snoring sound is transmitted still much better than the padded bunk.
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Rakomelo
What we always had the last few days too much, we now have too little, namely wind. We therefore continue möppeln to Rethymnon. The local port is part of Marina-like expanded and we will dock at floating dock and mooring. we only have to pay the electricity, 4 € per day.
Rethymnon, according to guide one of the most beautiful places in Greece. We can not really share this view. Well, the Venetian old town has determined her charms, she hides behind quite good about souvenir shops in 1453 and at least as many ice cream parlors, snack bars and other tourist-establishments owned. It is full, it is loud and in front of every restaurant is a bait that tells you that they have the freshest fish, and the lowest prices and the best view. I find it hard, easy to walk just across the road. We will then but find and discover a small street premises (Rakomelo) in a back alley, the super good food at very reasonable prices, offers a nice atmosphere and has probably exactly why entirely without intrusive advertising.
What we always had the last few days too much, we now have too little, namely wind. We therefore continue möppeln to Rethymnon. The local port is part of Marina-like expanded and we will dock at floating dock and mooring. we only have to pay the electricity, 4 € per day.
Rethymnon, according to guide one of the most beautiful places in Greece. We can not really share this view. Well, the Venetian old town has determined her charms, she hides behind quite good about souvenir shops in 1453 and at least as many ice cream parlors, snack bars and other tourist-establishments owned. It is full, it is loud and in front of every restaurant is a bait that tells you that they have the freshest fish, and the lowest prices and the best view. I find it hard, easy to walk just across the road. We will then but find and discover a small street premises (Rakomelo) in a back alley, the super good food at very reasonable prices, offers a nice atmosphere and has probably exactly why entirely without intrusive advertising.
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from Heraklion to Rethymnon do we actually directly. However, wave and wind have wiedermal Sun conspiring against us, that after seven hours and no less than to admit 13 nautical miles traveled, that remaining 21 miles are not there to be set up before dark. Instead, we deviate from the more natural bay in Bali. A good choice, as it turns out. We find a good berth on a small pier, actually parked there a Daysailing Catamaran, but is currently on tour, at least until the next afternoon, we are told. This gives us enough. We go swimming, eat well and cheaply, and thereafter on a night cap in the pirate bar, a cute little pub that was built into an old ship wreck. Play there some Greeks live music. Rock is actually from the 60s to the 80s on the program, but after a while, but they end up closer to traditional Greek music. Can you better. I am pleased when I discovered the beverage menu wheat beer and order equal to one. The waitress does but then something heavy and brings instead a Warsteiner Pilsener. Well, you can not always win. Tom then sings the rest of the evening: "Yes of Warsteiner Beer of the White is a superb hoid hollara" Well, I could contribute to its maintenance. :)
from Heraklion to Rethymnon do we actually directly. However, wave and wind have wiedermal Sun conspiring against us, that after seven hours and no less than to admit 13 nautical miles traveled, that remaining 21 miles are not there to be set up before dark. Instead, we deviate from the more natural bay in Bali. A good choice, as it turns out. We find a good berth on a small pier, actually parked there a Daysailing Catamaran, but is currently on tour, at least until the next afternoon, we are told. This gives us enough. We go swimming, eat well and cheaply, and thereafter on a night cap in the pirate bar, a cute little pub that was built into an old ship wreck. Play there some Greeks live music. Rock is actually from the 60s to the 80s on the program, but after a while, but they end up closer to traditional Greek music. Can you better. I am pleased when I discovered the beverage menu wheat beer and order equal to one. The waitress does but then something heavy and brings instead a Warsteiner Pilsener. Well, you can not always win. Tom then sings the rest of the evening: "Yes of Warsteiner Beer of the White is a superb hoid hollara" Well, I could contribute to its maintenance. :)
Monday, August 17, 2009
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Crete
Sorry, this time there are more than a collective entry with a summary of the last 12 days. We went from Kassos to Sitia on Crete, all in all a long but quiet crossing. In Sitia we have located on the first night not that great, but after the second day we cross hauled to the pier, we liked it actually quite good. And that was good, because strong winds from the northwest and a light sailing pain kept us firmly on our side for a full 6 nights in Sitia, this is the longest stay we have so far indulged in somewhere on this trip.
Sitia is a relatively relaxed but also very high point-free resort with a nice beach. There are also a few locals are called, should the city does not give the impression to exist solely by or for tourism.
On Monday the 10th August Manu and Tom met us, who will be spending nearly two weeks our guests. On Wednesday the 12th August, we are then (dubbed affectionately by Tom Nicholas House) in still relatively strong wind to Agios Nikolaos drove. We spent another day and then put a stopover in Elounda, on Saturday before the 15th August went to Heraklion. This time the wind was on the West and therefore we really meet head-on mit 5 bis 6 Windstärken. Wir haben uns die ersten vier oder fünf Stunden kreuzenderweise unter Segeln vorangekämpft, bevor wir uns eingestehen mussten, dass wir bei diesem Tempo nie und nimmer vor Einbrechen der Dunkelheit in Heraklion ankommen würden. Also Möppel an, Augen zu und durch. Etwa um halb neun Abends waren wir da. Hier liegen wir jetzt im sogenannten venezianischen Hafen und warten, dass der Wind wieder etwas abschwächt oder zumindest weiter auf Nord dreht, was laut Wettervorhersage morgen der Fall sein soll.
Ich habe meinen Rückflug gebucht, am 8.September werde ich von Zakynthos aus nach Deutschland zurück fliegen. Ich freue mich sehr auf zu Hause, aber natürlich ist es auch ein komisches Gefühl, die gute to leave seamanship after such a long time.
Mark will continue the trip even longer, but for him too slowly begins way back. A few days ago we made a "for sale" sign back to the ship and there have already reported the first prospective customers. Also has the summer, although it is very hot still, most behind. It is noticeable in the evening before dark and the nights are noticeably cooler.
Sorry, this time there are more than a collective entry with a summary of the last 12 days. We went from Kassos to Sitia on Crete, all in all a long but quiet crossing. In Sitia we have located on the first night not that great, but after the second day we cross hauled to the pier, we liked it actually quite good. And that was good, because strong winds from the northwest and a light sailing pain kept us firmly on our side for a full 6 nights in Sitia, this is the longest stay we have so far indulged in somewhere on this trip.
Sitia is a relatively relaxed but also very high point-free resort with a nice beach. There are also a few locals are called, should the city does not give the impression to exist solely by or for tourism.
On Monday the 10th August Manu and Tom met us, who will be spending nearly two weeks our guests. On Wednesday the 12th August, we are then (dubbed affectionately by Tom Nicholas House) in still relatively strong wind to Agios Nikolaos drove. We spent another day and then put a stopover in Elounda, on Saturday before the 15th August went to Heraklion. This time the wind was on the West and therefore we really meet head-on mit 5 bis 6 Windstärken. Wir haben uns die ersten vier oder fünf Stunden kreuzenderweise unter Segeln vorangekämpft, bevor wir uns eingestehen mussten, dass wir bei diesem Tempo nie und nimmer vor Einbrechen der Dunkelheit in Heraklion ankommen würden. Also Möppel an, Augen zu und durch. Etwa um halb neun Abends waren wir da. Hier liegen wir jetzt im sogenannten venezianischen Hafen und warten, dass der Wind wieder etwas abschwächt oder zumindest weiter auf Nord dreht, was laut Wettervorhersage morgen der Fall sein soll.
Ich habe meinen Rückflug gebucht, am 8.September werde ich von Zakynthos aus nach Deutschland zurück fliegen. Ich freue mich sehr auf zu Hause, aber natürlich ist es auch ein komisches Gefühl, die gute to leave seamanship after such a long time.
Mark will continue the trip even longer, but for him too slowly begins way back. A few days ago we made a "for sale" sign back to the ship and there have already reported the first prospective customers. Also has the summer, although it is very hot still, most behind. It is noticeable in the evening before dark and the nights are noticeably cooler.
Wednesday, August 5, 2009
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villages
Another Diet on Kassos. Mark and I sleep until noon and from our noise. Then the beach and the host. It is again very hot. Only in the evening, about 18 clock, it is cooled down so far that we are taking a long walk to the island villages of Panagia and Agia Marina. Above all, secondly, very pretty and very original. So original that we found we really like intruders and carefully sneak back from the village. We make friends with a donkey, the way I'm stealing a few figs and a dog that chases us up almost to the ship.
Another Diet on Kassos. Mark and I sleep until noon and from our noise. Then the beach and the host. It is again very hot. Only in the evening, about 18 clock, it is cooled down so far that we are taking a long walk to the island villages of Panagia and Agia Marina. Above all, secondly, very pretty and very original. So original that we found we really like intruders and carefully sneak back from the village. We make friends with a donkey, the way I'm stealing a few figs and a dog that chases us up almost to the ship.
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farewell
parliament on Kassos. We warping the ship leaves the port of Fry in the old port in Emporios where one is better and instead of construction noise has a nice little beach. It's beastly hot. We hang out on the beach and in various inns. We also rattle off all the budget shops in Fry (a surprising number, actually) to create a new socket and light bulb for our to get bow light, namely that it has to catch up with the anchor cut the day before. Raw power, senseless and so on.
evening we bring Bitzn Fuffi and the ferry. This means that we have before. However, the ferry juicy four hours delay, which means that we drink out of boredom a lot of beer. And a little bit of homemade raki a Ford Fiesta driver who is waiting next to us also on the ferry. The ferry arrives at four clock in the morning. From Karpathos to Kassos
parliament on Kassos. We warping the ship leaves the port of Fry in the old port in Emporios where one is better and instead of construction noise has a nice little beach. It's beastly hot. We hang out on the beach and in various inns. We also rattle off all the budget shops in Fry (a surprising number, actually) to create a new socket and light bulb for our to get bow light, namely that it has to catch up with the anchor cut the day before. Raw power, senseless and so on.
evening we bring Bitzn Fuffi and the ferry. This means that we have before. However, the ferry juicy four hours delay, which means that we drink out of boredom a lot of beer. And a little bit of homemade raki a Ford Fiesta driver who is waiting next to us also on the ferry. The ferry arrives at four clock in the morning. From Karpathos to Kassos
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difficulty feeds the seamanship
it spits out about 5 nautical miles as the gull and 20 from the port to Pigadia Fry maximum The weather forecast is quite good and we are confident when we start driving at about 10.30 clock of Karpathos. Only a little motors we through the doldrums, but on the southern coast of Karpathos, we get a sudden strong wind that blows down in squalls from the coast. We set sail cautiously, double reefed and the United Arbeitsfok, but after a short time, the winds are so strong that Mark Fok back down the date because the ship is not otherwise to control for sheer heel. Then comes the charge controller from our wind generator and the thing starts to hum, no brakes on our heads. We've done a few times, seems to be a loose contact or something, yet it was mostly due to cable vibration and reposition. This time, the buzzing stops above our heads to us, however, and is Finally, so uncanny that the windmill Markus summarily silenced with a rope. Although now our fridge is no longer cool, but at least we must have no more fear of being beheaded by suddenly flying off blades.
Also we have that is now worried enough. In the passage between Karpathos and Kassos is a nasty cross sea with waves which appear to be higher, because they come to us precisely the opposite. The wind is not really our friend, still strong and whistles but also about the direction that we want. We can run with the engine, but need to show up anyway and have the unpleasant waves sometimes turning angle of 150 degrees. Thus we make no solid ground. For hours, we cruise between the islands back and forth and the port on the north coast of Kassos is very reluctant to detail. Only around 19 clock we reach Fry and tie up with the back to the old ferry landing. An uncomfortable, swing strength space. It would be nice and quiet in the harbor itself, but unfortunately the port is being constructed, and the places for visiting yachts are made from a dredge to complete. Worse still is that rubbish truck tilt with rubble to fill the pier next to the harbor their charge, which ensures that every few minutes down a huge avalanche of dust over the harbor is.
Nevertheless, we are glad has finally gotten somewhere. We are still tinkering around for a while with our mooring lines, until we are sure that they do not chafe on the rough concrete of the pier broken and then go to the host. Bitzn and Fuffi purchase also includes two ferry tickets to Crete for tomorrow night, for their holiday is approaching the end again. Come
it spits out about 5 nautical miles as the gull and 20 from the port to Pigadia Fry maximum The weather forecast is quite good and we are confident when we start driving at about 10.30 clock of Karpathos. Only a little motors we through the doldrums, but on the southern coast of Karpathos, we get a sudden strong wind that blows down in squalls from the coast. We set sail cautiously, double reefed and the United Arbeitsfok, but after a short time, the winds are so strong that Mark Fok back down the date because the ship is not otherwise to control for sheer heel. Then comes the charge controller from our wind generator and the thing starts to hum, no brakes on our heads. We've done a few times, seems to be a loose contact or something, yet it was mostly due to cable vibration and reposition. This time, the buzzing stops above our heads to us, however, and is Finally, so uncanny that the windmill Markus summarily silenced with a rope. Although now our fridge is no longer cool, but at least we must have no more fear of being beheaded by suddenly flying off blades.
Also we have that is now worried enough. In the passage between Karpathos and Kassos is a nasty cross sea with waves which appear to be higher, because they come to us precisely the opposite. The wind is not really our friend, still strong and whistles but also about the direction that we want. We can run with the engine, but need to show up anyway and have the unpleasant waves sometimes turning angle of 150 degrees. Thus we make no solid ground. For hours, we cruise between the islands back and forth and the port on the north coast of Kassos is very reluctant to detail. Only around 19 clock we reach Fry and tie up with the back to the old ferry landing. An uncomfortable, swing strength space. It would be nice and quiet in the harbor itself, but unfortunately the port is being constructed, and the places for visiting yachts are made from a dredge to complete. Worse still is that rubbish truck tilt with rubble to fill the pier next to the harbor their charge, which ensures that every few minutes down a huge avalanche of dust over the harbor is.
Nevertheless, we are glad has finally gotten somewhere. We are still tinkering around for a while with our mooring lines, until we are sure that they do not chafe on the rough concrete of the pier broken and then go to the host. Bitzn and Fuffi purchase also includes two ferry tickets to Crete for tomorrow night, for their holiday is approaching the end again. Come
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Karpathos
Today we are a diet of Karpathos. Actually we were planning to go to one of the mountain villages, but since today is Sunday and operate the bus service on Sundays does not somehow, we remain let it be. Moreover, it is animal hot and we're lazy. We have breakfast in a family friendly cafe, at the same time a kind of day care center with indoor-playground is. Stressed mothers can give their little ones here for 5 € an hour for shopping or for coffee and gossip go. We have really just picked the store because it directly to our port and is also Tweety's Planet is, what Tweety says our captain, of course, especially since the so today celebrating his birthday.
Later we go to the beach and how could it be otherwise, in the beach bar. Then we take a stroll around town (So, I stroll, while the boys have come in the next host) and then go eat something ... and drink.
Today we are a diet of Karpathos. Actually we were planning to go to one of the mountain villages, but since today is Sunday and operate the bus service on Sundays does not somehow, we remain let it be. Moreover, it is animal hot and we're lazy. We have breakfast in a family friendly cafe, at the same time a kind of day care center with indoor-playground is. Stressed mothers can give their little ones here for 5 € an hour for shopping or for coffee and gossip go. We have really just picked the store because it directly to our port and is also Tweety's Planet is, what Tweety says our captain, of course, especially since the so today celebrating his birthday.
Later we go to the beach and how could it be otherwise, in the beach bar. Then we take a stroll around town (So, I stroll, while the boys have come in the next host) and then go eat something ... and drink.
Sunday, August 2, 2009
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The second attempt
What failed yesterday, to succeed today. Despite fashionable wind force 7, we risk a further attempt to Karpathos to come. First, we have no wind, but for the more wave. We engines for about 3 hours with plenty of rocking. Then finally built up enough wind to stop the engine. The waves are, interestingly, somewhat flat, or at least more evenly. We are getting really good. Only when we arrive on the coast of Karpathos, it is again interesting. Here violent squalls blow down the mountains. The wind indicator shows up to 43 knots. Bitzn, which is currently at the helm, has his hands full to keep the ship on course. The Port
Diafani, we have chosen for today, proves to be Entt # Subtlety. A place for sailing yachts seems intended not so right, it blows how stupid and some fishing boats that are in any kind of swing moorings, rather confused. Although we are all pretty tired and would like to arrive, we decide to move on in the capital Pigadia. The decision was good, because there we can, it is now almost 20 clock and we have been traveling for 12 hours, in a small boat harbor mooring, where we are very quiet and safe. We are the only sailing yacht, the port is mainly used by motor boats, as it looks. Another one of those half-finished EU-project for which nobody is really responsible, as it looks. But we are well received and have lots of helping hands to the mooring. Then go
We in the city for dinner and to celebrate birthday in Mark inside. We land in a nice bar with hard rock music, in the nice service issues are also a pitcher of watermelon juice, which led to the spontaneous Bitzn question: "You drink with one?" A sentence that replaces "to cheers" as a toast.
What failed yesterday, to succeed today. Despite fashionable wind force 7, we risk a further attempt to Karpathos to come. First, we have no wind, but for the more wave. We engines for about 3 hours with plenty of rocking. Then finally built up enough wind to stop the engine. The waves are, interestingly, somewhat flat, or at least more evenly. We are getting really good. Only when we arrive on the coast of Karpathos, it is again interesting. Here violent squalls blow down the mountains. The wind indicator shows up to 43 knots. Bitzn, which is currently at the helm, has his hands full to keep the ship on course. The Port
Diafani, we have chosen for today, proves to be Entt # Subtlety. A place for sailing yachts seems intended not so right, it blows how stupid and some fishing boats that are in any kind of swing moorings, rather confused. Although we are all pretty tired and would like to arrive, we decide to move on in the capital Pigadia. The decision was good, because there we can, it is now almost 20 clock and we have been traveling for 12 hours, in a small boat harbor mooring, where we are very quiet and safe. We are the only sailing yacht, the port is mainly used by motor boats, as it looks. Another one of those half-finished EU-project for which nobody is really responsible, as it looks. But we are well received and have lots of helping hands to the mooring. Then go
We in the city for dinner and to celebrate birthday in Mark inside. We land in a nice bar with hard rock music, in the nice service issues are also a pitcher of watermelon juice, which led to the spontaneous Bitzn question: "You drink with one?" A sentence that replaces "to cheers" as a toast.
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mission abort
to Today Go to Karpathos. However, I wake up with a huge headache and nausea. I throw a Dolormin migraine and two-Mercalm tablets. The others do not feel really fitt. For some reason we have when you leave Chalky wind and waves against us. According to the report should now not be real. Anyway, it comes as it must, after about a Hours rocking I hang over the railing and spit the three cups of water, which I have taken this morning to me again. Mark has a show and turns. So we are back in port by 10 clock. My goal for the rest of the day, put me somewhere in the shadows and to move as little as possible. The I succeed. The boys go in the meantime to the beach.
to Today Go to Karpathos. However, I wake up with a huge headache and nausea. I throw a Dolormin migraine and two-Mercalm tablets. The others do not feel really fitt. For some reason we have when you leave Chalky wind and waves against us. According to the report should now not be real. Anyway, it comes as it must, after about a Hours rocking I hang over the railing and spit the three cups of water, which I have taken this morning to me again. Mark has a show and turns. So we are back in port by 10 clock. My goal for the rest of the day, put me somewhere in the shadows and to move as little as possible. The I succeed. The boys go in the meantime to the beach.
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