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Cruising with HappyCat

Chose the town quay, to make it easier for all. Always enjoy Andratx, quieter, and not bombarded with tacky shops. Nice walk on the path to the old town of Andratx, though the walk it is what its all about, not so much the town.

Cala Fornells

Spent the morning on a quick tour of Palma, the cathedral, and yes, a horse buggy ride around the old town..
Unbelievable! On the gentle sail to Fornells, we caught 2 fish! Which makes it 3 in 2 years! A little herring, followed by this beautiful mahi mahi. There must have been a run, for the next day, for the next evening in the Andratx fish market, we were able to buy another little mahi mahi.


We chose Real Club Nautico, they always seam to be able to accommodate us, and for a relatively reasonable price.... After a quick clean up, and blow up of balloons, it was Beryls 80th birthday, we met his parents at the airport, and after a little nap, walked over for a wonderful meal at Horreo, on Calle de la Fabrica

Porto Colom, Majorca

A very welcoming thunderstorm, with a showered us and HC over night! We stayed in Porto Colom, for the rest of the w.e. awaiting the arrival of Christina, Beryl and Des, James's parents, who were visiting us for a few days.

Porto Colom, Majorca

After saying our farewells to Rosa in Pula, we decided to just go for it, all the way to Majorca. We were hoping for more wind than actually materialized. We got dosed in a red dust, and on James's watch, he had a near miss with a super yacht, who awoke, and realized he was not passing port to port, and in the last minute decided to cut right in front of us! Had James not steered to starboard, who knows.....
Never has HC been so dirty! Welcome to Western Med!!
Its nice to be back to one of our favorite islands, Majorca...

Rada di Mezzo Schifo, Sardinia

We were hoping to have spent some time with Pete and the family, perhaps in Lavezzi, but the strait was a mess! Strong winds and swell, gusting to 30kts. We had to head to Sardinia, and Pete tucked himself up the coast of Corsica.
We ended up anchored just West of the Pula in this bay. Great little anchorage! Easy walk to Pula.

Cala Sta Maria, La Maddalena

We had arranged to meet up with Peter Johnson and his family, who had chartered a yacht for a week. We found them anchored in the sheltered bay of Arzahena. (where we had also spent the last 2 nights protected from the small mistral blowing)
Really nice to catch up and meet the Johnston family, over drinks on their boat!
The following day Lavezzi was out of the question, so we proceeded back to Bonifaccio. What a changed in the strait!
On the way we pocked our nose into Cala S. Maria. Finally we were seeing what all the hype of the Maddalena's is all about. Its worth a visit to this little spot, perhaps not in the height of summer though.

Bonifacio, Corsica

We have been spending the days going over old grounds, and of course a visit to Bonifacio is a must! And after our morning walk, coffee and cinnamon twirls goes with out saying..... at our favorite little spot at in the old town.

Golfo di Aranci

After a night anchored at I. Tavorala, we motored in to Olbia and had our boat serviced. It was a very nice hassle free service center, but at what a price!!! Double what we paid in Northern Italy near Venice!
Thought my friend Rosa, who was flying in from London to visit for a week, was due tomorrow, but as we were having our siesta, I get a text saying she is having a cappuccino at the airport waiting for us!!! Oops! Fortunately we were only 45 min. away! Had her meet us at the Olbia marina, while we fueled up. Diesel seams cheaper here than in Greece.
Next morning we picked a bucket full of mussels growing on the ropes surrounding the fish farm off I. Figarola near Golfo Aranci

Sardinia, Tavolara

Our sail to Sardinia was so calm, a constant breeze of B 2-3. We set the sails to the angle of 42 degrees and cruised along. Only the last 7 of the 38 hours did we have to motor. (Had a minor detour in Ponza to refuel, delaying us 2 hours as we stood in the boat line! )
Since we arrived at night, we chose to comfortably anchor just S of Ottiolu in the large bay, which we had to ourselves.
Now anchored in Pta Spalmatore, having met up, just by chance with our friend Francesco, who happened to be skippering a yacht here!


Lets keep sailing towards Sardinia, so we uped out anchor after a great wonder around quirky Procida, and tacked our way up to Ventotene. Lots of room to anchor, especially sltightly South of the old Roman port. Quick dinghy visit to the port, but too many boats to really appreciate the marvel. Did not even go ashore.
-part of the wall cut from solid rock to create harbor-


We thought we would have a night anchored in front of marina Grande, North side of Capri, but the amount of tripper boats around us, causing constant boat wake, and the hordes of people milling around the port, made us make a quick change of mind, even though we did manage easily to dock our dinghy in the marina. We raised our sails, wind at last, and sailed, we headed North to Procida.
Anchored nicely in the quiet bay. What a quirky town! The water front colorful houses stacked on top of each other was really impressive.
Had a 'different, nice' dining experience, -much more thought placed on the dishes-, on the water front restaurant. Fun place to visit and explore, especially the steps up to the upper town, and closed prison.


The sea around Sorrento did not appeal to us to swim, so we cut our visit short, and headed for the Southern coast of Capri. As we arrived late afternoon, the day trippers were starting to leave. We secured a good anchorage just near the Faraglioni rocks, surrounded by super yachts and large sailing vessels. Fabulous background for our evening meal on board.
Tried to take dinghy ashore next day, but there is no where to leave the dinghy! Only to drop off passengers. Of course, that works for all the super yachts surrounding us, but what about us?


It's a beautiful trip carrying along the coastline from Amalfi, to Sorrento. Being August, it was alive with power boats, everyone enjoying themselves. We had no idea that Capri was so close, with its prominent jagged rocks.
We anchored just beyond Marina Picola. Very few other overnighters around us, strange for August we thought. The rocky face of the city above us.
What a treat to once again, spontaneously meet up with Peter and Gernot for dinner!


At last we are on the Amalfi coast! I was particularly impressed by the steep dramatic mountains in the background. Not what I had expected. And the terracing of the lemon trees, was really impressive.
The town embraces a ravine, literally, a small road covers a pouring river, is, as can be expected, touristy. Next morning, we went for a walk up into the valley above, on a stone and later dirt path, along a gushing river, where you get a different perspective. Worth doing.
Anchored out right in front of Amalfi town.

Maltese Falcon

As we approached Amalfi village, we were treated by the proximity of the splendid Maltese Falcon!
She is available for charter for a mere 350,000 Euro's a week!!!!
6 cabins, 12 guests: 29,000 each.....


Very settled weather now, means we motor, but it also means we are free to anchor outside all these villages as we make our way N. It is always quite rolly from the wake, but usually settles for a calm sleep.
Large town, had more character than Acciaroli, with narrow streets beyond the castle gates.
-The beach below the town, which is right in the middle of the marina. Seams to be the norm. around here!-


30n.m. North to Acciaroli, apparently Hemingways 'town'. I am sure much has changed since, today, on our quick visit in with dinghy for a bite, we did not get too much of a feel of the charm, other than lots of tourist wondering along the pedestrian street.
Anchored, but quite rolly, mainly from wake of other boats.


We knew that Gernot and Peter, our friends from Napier, were due to be traveling North along this coastline on holiday, and what a bonus to have coincidentally timed it such that we would be here on the same dates!
Since it was quite rolly anchored out, we thought we best go into a marina, and they very kindly managed to squeeze HC into Sapri marina in time to meet our friends. We managed a nice gentle sail, before a jovial evening, sharing stories over proseco and smoked mozzarella, (and sausage from Lefkas, which Gernot and Peter thoroughly enjoyed!) A short, spontaneous and lovely visit!

Aug/17/2011 | Gernot
We are back home. Without our beautiful Italian sausages. MAF threw them in the bin. Sniff, sniff. Bad luck for our housesitters.
9 degrees in Auckland. What a chilly welcome.

Long journey North, mostly motoring 83n.m. finished by nice bonus 2 hours sailing at end.
Anchored in nice sandy bottom of the outside of village. In time to see the patron saint escorted by boats go up and down the coastline.
Quite rolly here.

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