Friday 8 June 2018

When is a plan not a plan... when it involves a boat and sailing!


May 2018 

As with all things boating, plans change. We were due to be launched into the water on Wednesday 9th May, but we were no-where near ready. After a number of long debates and procrastination, we postponed our launch date, three times in fact. Finally, we ready, we launched on Monday 14th May. 

For those who have never seen a boat launch before, I attempted to make a video to give you some idea, and show what the interior of our boatyard looks like.


Before Alhambra was (very professionally I must say) lowered into the water in the slipway, we had arranged to stay on the quay owned by the boatyard. This was quite handy really, because as soon as David started everything up, we found that we had no depth gauge... 

This can be a bit of an issue on a boat! It was also a bit of an issue as David had just fitted new instruments and was now not sure if they were faulty or it was just the depth gauge. 

We had fully intended to stay a night, maybe two, on the quay, but who knows how long it will be now...at least the sunsets are good.

As with all things boats and David, he went through every possible reason why the depth gauge was not reading. Nothing seemed to be the problem. The only practical reason could be was that the transducer was faulty (clearly, these are David’s words and not my own). The only problem with it being the transducer is that there is no way of testing whether it is faulty, apart from taking it off, and putting a new one on.

Fortunately, we found a Raymarine supplier in Lefkas and our friends, Steve and Bob, have a car with them and were up for a trip to Lefkas (and a Lidl supermarket run could be incorporated into the trip, always a good thing). Off we all trundled, finding the shop very quickly, David went in to see if they could help. Steve, Bob and I stayed in the car, waiting anxiously, well chatting and watching the world go by is more like it. David appeared about ten minutes later with a bag of goodies, and highly recommending the shop. (For the sailors among you who might want to know, the shop is called Metronix).

Back on board, David plugs in the new transducer, hangs it over the side, holds his breath, and watches the depth gauge as it sparked into life. Success. All we have to do now is run the new cable all the way through the boat, from the bilge in our cabin, all the way up to the helm. What could be more fun! Living the dream, as they say.

Having finally made sure that all was ready, we had our last suppers in the very nice restaurant near the boatyard, said our farewells, and left Preveza on Saturday 19th May. 

We made our way through the channel markers and to our delight there was wind, in the right direction, at the right strength allowing us to sail nicely down to the Lefkas Canal in time for the 2pm bridge. Bob had left earlier that day in his boat, and Steve was driving their car to Vlicho to meet us that afternoon. (Steve isn’t ready to launch his boat yet). 

Once in Vlicho Bay we found a nice spot, just off the port side of Bob’s boat, and duly joined them at the Yacht Club for a sundowner.

The following night was to be a belated birthday treat at my favourite restaurant – The Seaside 




Unfortunately, the wind started to pick up and the clouds closed in, so we postponed until the following night. It was, as always, a wonderful evening. 

The following morning, we headed up to the pontoon on the Iris Hotel, for what turned out to be four nights, as we spent the days and nights fixing final things on the boat and visiting old friends as the season starts up.

This year’s plan is to go around the Peloponnese. We circumnavigated this area back in 2015, but this time have decided to head east and visit some of the islands. The problem is the Meltemi Wind (for further reading http://www.sailingissues.com/meltemi.html ). This wind blows stronger than in the Ionian, but also for longer, up to ten days at a time. You therefore have the chance of being ‘stuck’ in an anchorage for a long period of time. But hey, we have another 4-5 months, who’s counting...

Our first port of call will be Poros, on Cephalonia 
(https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Cephalonia)We have not been to Poros before, and the sailing guide does not give it the nicest of reviews. Yes, the harbour is a major ferry port, there can be a swell inside the harbour wall, and it’s not very picturesque. On the up side, not many sailing boats visit. We are only planning one night, so not a problem. We will visit Kioni on Ithaca on the way.

We left Little Vathi on Meganisi on Monday 28th May, heading for Kioni. It’s Monday, not may charter boats should be around, and if we get there before 2pm, we should be OK to get on the town quay... well maybe not the town quay, but the little quay on the opposite side. Which we did. Unfortunately, as we sat watching everyone else arriving late, our anchor tripped out. However, a very nice couple on a Dutch Flotilla lead boat helped David take up the anchor, drop the whole lot in the dinghy, take it out and drop it again... still not holding. Repeat procedure. This time it held. However, it is very frustrating and hard work. 

Next time we will stick to our favourite spot further out of the bay. The reward however is the view from a little cocktail bar above a restaurant.

Next day, we wait to see if anyone has crossed anchors, no one had, and we were away by 11:00 for the 20-mile trip to Poros. We arrived at 2pm, to find four other boats in the harbour. After a short while Fonda, the harbour master arrived. He charged us €15 for the first night, and informs us the second night is half price, and the water is free. Looking around the harbour, the hillsides are sprinkled with beautiful villas, and the rainbow colours of bougainvillea. What’s not to like.

Big dangling flying bug wasp things. That’s not what to like.

One flew into the cockpit. David duly goes to find the electric bat, meanwhile I run around like a girl waving my arms around stupidly and then... throw my phone in the water. Yes, let me repeat that, my phone slipped out of my hand and straight over the side and into the sea. David, my hero, runs, gets his snorkel and mask, jumps in (yes in the harbour water – yuck), dives down and amazingly, finds it! 

Unfortunately, as it is in my hand I can feel it getting very very hot. We quickly take the SIM out and do everything that Google tells you to do. But alas my phone is an ex phone (yes it was an iPhone, no thebag of rice didn’t work. I believe the fact it was switched on, and in salt water may have been its demise). Fortunately, I brought a spare phone with me, and the SIM is fine...and fortunately, I had backed everything up, so only a couple of photos missing.


A short walk from the harbour we found a great little bar, actually built into the cliff face, perfect view out of the coast. “I think we should stay another day and get a car out.” I suggested. We asked Fonda if he could arrange a car. “Of course”. To be delivered to the boat the following morning for €30 (all in). 

As the day drew to a close, more boats arrived until the last one arrived at 9pm, and I think we counted nearly 30 boats in the harbour. No-one goes to Poros!

Our day driving around Cephalonia was excellent. The island is mountainous, green in places, barren in others, but what superb roads – Jeremy Clarkson and the team need to come to Cephalonia and drive around in something sporty, not a Nissan Micra! 

However, David was in his element the whole day. Most of the islands we have driven around have great views and windy roads, but the quality of the roads are normally very poor. It is earthquake central after all! However, Cephalonia  roads are in great condition, twisty and winding, the camber in the right direction, smooth and lots of hairpin bends.

On our way out, we drove to Eufemia, a harbour on the east side of Cephalonia. We have not sailed there, so just wanted to check it out for future reference. It looks nice. We continued further on and drove over to the west coast of the island and down a very steep hill (could easily have been a black run for the skiers among you), to one of the most beautiful bays we’ve seen. Only when we arrived at the bottom did we see a Finnish film crew were filming a TV ad and there were marquees and transit vans everywhere. We decided to have lunch back up the hill in the village.

We then drove to to Argostoli, the main town on Cephalonia. It has a stylish promenade along the quay, a nice pedestrian shopping street, and bridge that creates a lagoon. 

Apparently, it is a sanctuary for turtles, including the large one having a bite to eat as we walked along the bridge. 

Next stop Lidl. This is the main thing you do when you have a car for the day, you provision like there’s no tomorrow! Back at the Poros harbour, we check the weather and plan our route down to Zante and onto the Peloponnese.

Thursday, 31st May and we head to Zante Town. We’ve been here before and have a telephone number for the harbour master, so we book our place. 

We arrive around 2pm and find the fees have increased since our last visit. €15 per night, plus €5 for water and €5 for electricity. Well, we only plan a night, maybe two. 

After a brief wander around the town, we decided to eat out and found the same restaurant a last time, which although has the same Greek food, they also have live music all evening. It was a good night out.

The following day we decide to stay another night and found a very chilled out cocktail bar,

with prices to match. Well, they need to pay for the gold pineapples...

Which then becomes another night.


So, when is a plan, not a plan...

Finally, after long discussions, David and I are in agreement that we’re not really up for a trip around the Peloponnese this season. Alhambra has been out of the water for two years. Getting her ready in the boat yard was a month of very hard work, and we’ve not finished yet. Did we really want to spend three weeks on long sails, only to visit places we’ve already seen, to then go to an area where we may be held up by the Meltemi... So after many hours of deep thought and reasoning, we have decided to retrace our tracks and stay in the Ionian this season. We will head up to Corfu and visit places we’ve not seen before, or been to in a long while, and will take the season slowly and in a relaxed fashion.

So here I am, sitting on Iris Hotel pontoon, (about to go for a dip in the pool), watching the weather forecasts, as some southerlies are due tomorrow, deciding where to go next.