Olbia to La Caletta
16 July 2017 | La Caletta
Geoff/getting hotter and windy
15th July: Olbia to La Caletta
We spent 3 days in Olbia as the westerly wind blew and blew. We recorded over 40 knots of wind whilst in the harbour but were glad that it eased on the 15th enabling us to leave for La Caletta. On our last night we noticed a strong smell of smoke in the harbour and heard many sirens. In the morning the boat had a covering of ash and we presumed some form of wildfire close by. On our journey south we spotted a column of smoke on the land and the bright yellow planes picking up water and dumping it onto the smoke column. It is not just Sicily and Calabria suffering from wildfires.
The trip south took us through an area of reefs and islands needing careful pilotage then when we reached more open sea we were able to set the sails for a lovely downwind sail to La Caletta. The wind eased as we approached our destination and we were down to 2 knots for the last couple of hours but having plenty of time we ambled along in the pleasant cool breeze in preference to the heat of the harbour.
La Caletta is a pleasant small town, if a bit scruffy. It makes no concession to foreigners, catering exclusively to Italian locals and visitors taking advantage of the beach. The marina is run by the local yacht club which made us welcome and had good facilities.
A strong wind has blown up again, this time from the north-east which has kept everyone in harbour. The local boat-owners have had to sacrifice their Sunday outing, as the surrounding area offers no shelter at all from the powerful waves and swell. We walked along the beach to nearby Posada, a village built up the side of a high rocky outcrop with a castle and tower at the summit. The surrounding area is flat and low-lying, giving the castle the obvious advantage of a panoramic view.
Last night La Caletta hosted the Sardinian round of the Miss Italy competition. We were fascinated by the whole thing which was as tacky as we imagined. Lots of lights, loud music, statuesque competitors and bling. There were 15 identikit girls, although one broke with the norm and sported blonde tresses. By girl no. 9 we were bored to tears and cut our losses and went back to the boat before the Italian crooner took the stage. Political correctness seems to be unknown in Sardinia.