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The adventures of the yacht Roaring Girl wandering the seas.
A long winter
26/03/2010, Ipswich - and NZ

Like everyone in the UK it feels like it's been a hard winter. Snow, fogs, miserable, fetid politics. We have also had some particular challenges. The picture above is my Dad, Arthur Harris, who died suddenly on 15 December, at his lovely home in Hastings, New Zealand. He had a dicky heart for many years, though it never seemed to slow him down, and on his last day had been working outside, painting a fence.
Brother John and I flew out to NZ on 16 December for the funeral, where we met up with brother Dave and his partner Jo. Of course, we stayed for Xmas. Fortunately the snow allowed us to leave and let up long enough for us to come back before the New Year.
Dad is missed by all his children, and his long-time partner Joan.

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Huge amounts of sightseeing
11/10/2009, Rome

We spent four days just seeing the very top of the huge riches of Rome. The Vatican Museums, the Forum, Colosseum and Palatine Hill. An open topped bus tour. The Pantheon and the Trevi Fountain. Various slices of pizza, several ice-creams, very (very) sore feet. 137 photographs. We're only posting the one picture, of us beside the Arch of Constatntine and the Colosseum, to stand for it all.
Rome requires a different way of seeing. Every building, every sight, every perspective is full of different layers and events, epochal changes over the last three thousand years. So many different forms of government, such an array of art and propaganda. Rome is full of reinvention: the Colosseum built as a demagogic gesture, over the top of Nero's extravagances, now at the end of Mussolini's own imperial gesture of the road that cuts the Forum in two. The Sistine Chapel, painted against the Pope's original commission but famous from the moment of completion. The beautiful statues in the Octagonal Garden of the Vatican, mostly collected in the Renaissance - classical-Roman copies of earlier Greek originals.
We feel we've seen so very little of it; we are already planning our next forays into a city which will become emptier over the next few weeks. In the meantime, we return to the UK for a while, as the coffers need filling. The weather is still splendid here, despite several torrential thunderstorms, and neither of us is looking forward to the short, wet days of the UK in winter.

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Porto Azzurro
24/09/2009, Elba

The town itself is very sweet, if well-touristed. It is slightly reminiscent of Cornwall: steep slopes, pretty buildings and loads of little craft shops with jewellery, ceramics, painting and tapestry.
The central square is elegant, with cafes around it. This town used to be famous for housing one of the most hard-time prisons in Italy, in the large fort that looms on a ridge over the bay, known as Longone. Some while back they rechristened the place as part of cleaning it up for tourism, a regeneration effort which appears to have worked very well.

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The old man of Nisportino
24/09/2009, Elba

On Thursday morning, Liz was on her way. She had organised a clever itinerary to get to Narbonne. Unfortunately the Italian trains did not run to time, and she missed her flight from Pisa. In the end, she had an exciting trip by train, with a short overnight stop in Nice, and was only 24 hours late to Bages. Where, we gather, there was some more sailing, but also major gastronomic explorations of the nearby restaurants.
Meanwhile, we set off towards Rome. Our first stop was due to be Porto Azzuro, only 4 miles away by land but 16 by sea. As you sail north to round the Capo Vita, you pass a series of little bays which would be nice anchorages in the right weather. Also this splendid coppery rock formation, in which lurks the bulbous nose and round eye of an old man waiting impatiently for his next glass.
The colour reminds you that Elba was mined for a very long time (the last one only closing in the 1980's), giving mineral wealth to its rulers from the Romans to Napoleon.

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Shades of grey
22/09/2009, Elba

Ever-steepening hills fold together. Sailing west into the setting sun, slopes overlap and caress each other, subtly changing colour and line.
It is easy to believe that the island is uninhabited, and project romances onto the slopes and forest. Romans, pirates, Napoleon, dinosaurs: anything could be waiting up there.

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A shag? Or great crested grebes
19/09/2009, San Giovanni

The rocks here are much beloved by the local water birds. We paddled Bridget up close to a flock of them sunning themselves and watching the world go by. We're not quite sure if they're immature grebes or young shags - or even a mixture of both: bird-identification has never been one of our strong points.
They dive all over the Rade , popping up inquisitively if you come by quietly swimming, sailing or paddling.
Beyond this lovely lady is the opening to the Rade , with the southern Tuscan mainland in the background.

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Walking inland
19/09/2009, San Giovanni

This would be a place to start a hike inland. We just went a short way, getting a view of the pine-covered hillsides and steep slopes.

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Church of the Crucifixion
16/09/2009, Capraia

Above the port lies the old penal colony. The prison lasted for 100 years, and only closed down in the mid-1980's. Lots of the old buildings remain. The prisoners undertook a lot of terracing, greatly extending the cultivated area that had been left by the Romans.
After the Romans the island hosted a number of monasteries and hermits, and this rather sweet ruin presumably dates from that period. Beneath it lies a cemetery which looks as if it is still in use.
After the monks came, depending on which guide book you read, the pirates or Saracens. Many identify them completely. We still have some research to do on the Saracen history of Italy; unlike the Moors in Spain, there are no great buildings left, no visible mark on the landscape. Either they didn't build them, or they have been overwritten by the luminous work of the Renaissance. It will be interesting to learn more as we travel south.

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16/09/2009, Capraia

We didn't see any of the island's fabled mouflon, perhaps not getting far enough into the hills for that. Above the old anchorage of Portovecchio, we found this herd of goats sheltering around a horrible derelict barn. Completely uninterested in us, but generating a huge amount of flies. We hastened onwards.

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The little gecko-like lizards are everywhere. They seem to have some chameleon characteristics, as we saw reddish ones and greeny ones, and some speckled like the island stone. Always appropriate to their surroundings.

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16/09/2009, Capraia

Nearly as hard to capture in pictures as dolphins, there are many of these huge black birds, which nest in the cliffs. Capraia is famous for its varied and energetic bird life, particularly the migrants in spring.
These three were fooling around on the top of the telegraph pole, knocking each other off and then coming round for another challenge.

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A simple ancient church
13/09/2009, Porto Capraia

On the path coming back to the port is the ancient church of the Annunciation, built in the 11th century by the citizens of Pisa. There is a plaque inside celebrating the Papal Mass held here in 1244. It was later abandoned, during the many years when firstly the Saracens and then a variety of pirate bands controlled the island. Now it houses this large statue of the Madonna, which is taken once a year in procession to the large parish church of St Nicola in the town. That must be a steep, hot walk, even on the December day dedicated to the saint!
Tomorrow, we are heading for Elba, but this has been a good opportunity to catch up on this blog. Over the last day or so we've heard from four different people who follow our wanderings, whom we didn't know about. Don't be shy: we love comments.

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