Unbelievable! For the first time during this high pressure that has been around for two weeks, the sun showed enough strength today to push all those clouds away... and around 10 AM the sky was all blue. It actually felt almost like summer again.
So, I felt this was THE day to jump in the water, with the wetsuit on, to battle the barnacles that has settled on the propeller and in the through-hulls. 14 degrees C (57F) in the water is cold even here this time of year. I spent around 10 minutes tn the wet I guess and I could not have stayed much longer. The through-hulls will be in good working order during the winter now, and it feels good to know.
On the pic you can see yours truly a few seconds after climbing the cockpit again.
Around 4 PM, we felt it was time to 'change view' again and hoisted sails for the 6 mile trip to Hanö.
Regarding the British Navy; they spent 1810-1812 here at Hanö during the Napoleonic wars to secure their trading in the Baltic sea, and during that time a few of them died and was buried here on the island. The grave was visited in 1973 by 'HMS Plymouth' and during a memorial ceremony they raised a big black wooden cross. The wood was originally from a mast of an old Navy ship.
We just about managed to have a walk around the island before sunset. during the walk we met a local man, who spent most of his working life as a fisherman here. He assured us that there is still fish in the sea, so I guess we have to address our fishing methods a bit since we haven't been able to catch anything despite trailing a line during all passages.
Gray skies and drizzling rain most of the day. The NE wind is still with us, but significantly weaker than the forecasteers would like to believe.
We left the anchorage after lunch, for a 3,5 mile move to the next island on the 'Must visit'-list. Tärnö.
Wlaked around the island for couple of hours, had a looka t the lighthouse on top and discoverd lots of lichens and ferns, as you could see in the photos.
Again, a relaxed evening in the cabin with a spicy chili and the wine we bought in Estonia. It's french, was quite cheap and tastes like grape juice with some alcohol added.Despite this its' enjoyable...
...despite the cold and the gray skies. I could be repeating myself here, but it's sooo weird with a mighty high pressure system and yet we have hardly seen the sun in 3 weeks time.
We will not let our mood drop to much though, the positive side is we are having the whole little island world of Bleking all for ourselves.
When we sailed westward for 3-4 hours today we met 3-4 weekend sailors but at anchor we don't see a living soul.
Basically we are moving from one to the next of my fvourite spots here, just to relax and enjoy and obviously to show them to Isabelle.
Tjärö is an island full of life, boats and people during vacation season and those summer weekends when the weather is sunny and warm. Now , there was only one other boat there while we had a 4 km walk around the island during the afternoon.
Around 4 PM we moved half a mile to a protected cove just south of Tjärö to spend the night.
Warm and nice in the cabin, with our diesel heater running...
There are quite a lot of deers here, and usually one can hear the bucks 'screaming' when they try to impress each other during mating season.
This time we couldn't here them, I don't know it it is still too early in the fall...
Dead calm in the morning too. After breakfast we motored for an hour to the town. We wanted to visit the Marine Museum in the Navy town of Karlskrona, now a 'World Heritage'
It was so interesting that we spent five hours in the museum building, including having lunch in their restaurant.
At 4 PM, after filling water, we motored the few miles to Arpö Kalv and yet another of the Cruising club's bouys. After passing under the opening Hasslö Bridge we just about arrived before a marvelous sunset that we watched from the cockpit siping on a tiny glass of rhum.
The camera was forgotten below decks today, so the pic shows Isabelle changing head sail a couple of dys ago
Motored slowly into the Blekinge Archipelago at Långören, the old pilot watch. We made a stop here in the afternoon to tak a look at the museum watchtower and the village that keeps it company.
Then we continued towards the Navy base in the town of Karlskrona and spent the night in a bay north of the island of Senoren tied up to one of the Swedish Cruising Club's mooring bouys.
The pic shows the tower at Långören