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Arrivederce Italy, Geia sas Greece

Our stay in Sicily had come to an end and it was time to head off to Greece for our third season.  We’d had a great time in Licata, met more people and had a lot of fun, some we would see on our travels around Greece and winter with us in Turkey, our next winter destination and some were going in the opposite direction.

We left Licata early, it was only just light, at 6.00am with the intention of anchoring at the tip of Sicily, the wind was in our favour and so we decided to keep going and headed to Syracuse on the East Coast.  Arriving here with our Mahe Mates on Copy Cat, Karen and Ronnie, we found two other boats who had left Licata earlier in the month than us.  So there was nothing for it other than to invite them all on board for Gin and Tonics!

The forecast was better for us to wait a day before leaving Sicily to start making our way across to the foot of Italy.  So, at a not too terribly early time of 9.20am we left Syracuse.  Sarah and David on Wandering Star were also headed in the same direction but as they are early birds they left before us.  We were going to be on an “overnighter” which is not my preferred option but hey it knocks the miles off.  We saw our first turtle swim by, hopefully we will see more of them once we get to Greece.  So, at 10 o’clock that night Ian asks me if I’d like to go and get my head down, “Really” not easy trying to go to sleep at that time.  Which means I got the 1am to 4am watch, lucky me!

We arrived in Crotone, 165 miles later, and anchored in the small commercial harbour to the sound of fireworks going off, how nice, a warm welcome.  It didn’t last, just got the kettle on, as the first thing Ian says about anything is “put the kettle on let’s have a cup of tea”. The harbour police came along and told us that we could not anchor there.  They watched while we moved out the harbour and found another spot.  It transpired that the day before that there had been an incident and so now no one could anchor in the harbour, which normally wasn’t a problem.

The following morning and we were off, another overnighter, two so close together, at least once we arrived in Greece, it would only be short hops.  Our destination was Kassiopi, Corfu.  The sea was like a mirror.  Six hours later and the wind was better and up went the pink, yes I know pink, spinnaker.  This time I didn’t have to go to bed so early, I was on watch until 11pm, and it was very dark, no moonlight which is horrible when sailing at night.  Back on watch at 2.30 and the moon had appeared, thankfully.  We arrived in Kassiopi at 11.00am and anchored in the adjacent bay to the harbour. 

I flew home for a week and left Ian here and took the weather with me.  He had rain and clouds whilst Sunny Canvey Island was just that, with a mini heatwave.  We moved onto Corfu Old Town and stayed a couple of nights in Mandraki Marine, which has the most fantastic views and sits under the old Fortress.  You can see us and Copycat in the marina in the photo below.  Also in the grounds of the fortress is the Church of St George, which looks like a Greek temple.  It was built by the British in 1840 for the local Anglican Community but is now Orthodox and holds just two services a year and some concerts, which they were setting up for when we visited. 

Old Corfu Town has lots of little narrow streets to wander around and we came across a small parade headed by the priest and people following along singing.

We left Corfu, at least for the time being, as we would be back and headed down to Lakka on the Island of Paxi (Paxos).  Already there was CopyCat and Wandering Star, you can’t go far without bumping into someone.  This was our first time where we tied a rope to the a rock on the shore, when I say we, I mean Ian, that is definitely his job to jump in the water and take the rope ashore!  This was a very busy anchorage. 

From here we crossed over to the mainland to Parga.  Now when Ian said that we would anchor on the beach I didn’t realise he meant literally.  So we went “bow to” (that’s the front of the boat for non yachties) onto the beach and dropped our stern anchor off the back.  Then we dropped our main anchor down into the water which Ian then promptly picked up and dug it into the sand.  The depth of water at the bow was knee deep but half way down the boat it was too deep for me to stand up in.

Where we were, I was going to say anchored but I think it’s more a case of beached, there was a water taxi that would take you round to the town of Parga, so we took this.  It was very hot but along with Karen and Ronnie, Copy Cat, we did walk up to the Castle. 

Obviously after that long walk we had to take in some refreshments and we couldn’t resist the Guest Beer “only two bloody euros me old China”. 

July 2019

Sights of Sicily

There is plenty to see on the Island of Sicily but you really need a car to get about.  The highlight has to to be the Acireale Carnival.

Acireale Carnival

We’d heard one of the big events in Italy is their carnivals.  A group of eight of us decided to go the Acireale Carnival. WOW, I can’t tell you how spectacular this was.  We were expecting some floats with big headed figures on them moving along the road.  Well we did get that but so much more.  They were pulled along by tractors and manoeuvred to a spot and parked.  The float came to life with moving parts and music.    Also during the afternoon there was dancing and some smaller floats.

Some of the small floats

The floats are enormous when they open out.  The building behind is five stories high which gives you an idea of how big they are. Each of the floats puts on a bit of a show with music blaring out.

Masks are also used on the floats and are of a satirical nature and appears as caricatures of famous people.  The float that was created on theme of the Amazon and climate change had a witch doctor emerge and when the mask was removed it revealed “Donald Trump” to the sound track of “Living in America”. 

In addition to the floats in years gone by people used to throw eggs or vegetables at each other as part of the celebrations, thankfully now it’s just confetti and spray foam.

Donnafugata Castle

We visited the Donnafugata Castle, which is in the commune of Ragusa, near to where the other liveaboard sailing community of Sicily is based.

Valley of the Temples, Agrigento

The Valley of Temples are Greek not Roman ruins built between 510BC and 430BC.  There are eight temples.  The Temple of Concordia is one of the best preserved temples. 

We had a visit from the in-laws, John and Irene, so this is when we did the bulk of our sightseeing of Sicily.  


Palermo is in the north of the island and is the capital of Sicily. We visited the Palazzo dei Normanni (Palace of the Normans) or Royal Palace of Palermo.  The palace contains the Cappella Palatina which is in the Arab-Norman-Byzantine style that prevailed in 12th century Sicily.   It was stunning. 

Palermo Cathedral.  Here is the tomb of Giuseppe Puglisi, a Roman Catholic priest who openly challenged the Mafia who controlled the Palermo neighbourhood of Brancaccio and was killed by them on 15th September 1993 on his 56th birthday. 

The Teatro Massimo Vittorio Emanuele opened its doors to the public on the evening of 16 May 1897, twenty-two years after the laying of the first stone. In the Pompeian Room, aka the “Echo Room” there is a spot where you stand in the middle which sounds like the world can hear you as your voice booms out, when in fact they can’t, it’s only you on the spot that can, a very odd experience.  Many shocked faces from those standing on the spot. 


We took a trip to Syracuse which is on the east coast of Sicily.  Here there is a Roman amphitheatre.  Syracuse is the birth place of Archimedes who was mathematician, physicist, engineer, inventor and astronomer.   We visited a museum that had created his inventions and some of his discoveries.

We took the hop on hop off bus which took us to the island of Ortygia where we thought we would visit Castello Maniace to find that it isn’t open on Monday mornings, it’s normally the other way around they shut in the afternoons.  We’ve been caught out with opening times a few times!


We decided to call into Taormina on the way back from Syracuse.  Parking is a nightmare.  Ian parked up and uttered his usual words “it’ll be alright”.  I obviously begged to differ, but he would say that’s not unusual!  On walking a 100 yards, and with the realisation that the car could possibly be towed away Ian stayed with the car and me and the in-laws went off for a walk around the sights.  Just as well as minutes after we left the Police arrived and moved him on.  Taormina is very hilly but very pretty. The theatre, which is Greek, has wonderful views across to Mount Etna. 

Mosaics at Villa Romana del Casale

The first day of John and Irene’s visit and the weather was awful, raining, windy and cold, so we decided to visit the mosaics thinking as they are under cover it would be warmer.  Wrong!  Under cover they might be but the walls were most definitely very open and by the end of our two hour visit my hands were like lumps of ice, not what you’d expect in Sicily at the end of March.  Anyway, when you visit mosaics they are normally small pieces, with not much definition, well these looked like they had been laid just the week before (and no they weren’t).  The villa and the mosaics date back to early 4th century AD.  The reason for the mosaics being so well preserved is a landslide and flood that covered the remains. 

A passageway that is approximately 60 metres, is one long mosaic and is the “Ambulatory of the great hunt” and is very impressive.  One part shows the animals being loaded into Noah’s ark.

One of the rooms is called the Sala delle Dieci Ragazze translated as “Room of the ten girls”.  The girls look like they are wearing bikins but it is in fact sports wear they are athletes.   One is holding dumbells which were used the lengthen the long jump, by swinging the arm’s backwards and momentum can be increased which makes it possible to jump further.  One is about to throw a discus and two are running. 

Easter Parade

Easter, as you would expect is the time for parades and Licata was no exception, although a renactment of the cruxcifiction, wasn’t quite what we expected.  On Good Friday, Jesus carrying the cross came from one direction and the Virgin Mary was being carried from the opposite direction.  They met at the town square and then they were carried down to the end of the road where Jesus was taken into a church and a different statue was brought out without the cross.  He couldn’t be tied to the cross with a cross on his back. He was then taken and tied to the cross by the priest. 

On Easter Sunday Jesus is paraded again as he has risen from the dead.  He is carried around the town which has been decorated. 

This pretty much covers our tour and time in Sicily and it’s not long before we say “Arrivederci” to Italy.

June 2019

Busy, Busy, Busy in Licata

Having now arrived in Licata we found there was plenty to keep us occupied.  Yoga, Pilates, circuit training, darts, bridge, happy hour and the weekly BBQ, there were also Italian lessons but had to stop these as there just wasn’t enough hours in the day as we did have chores to do as well, it’s not all fun you know.  In addition to this we had a few social evenings which included line dancing, country dancing and quizzes.  That’s without the odd night out for pizza and dinner on our boat or other boats. 

Licata had a great community and to have that you need people to organise things and we were lucky that there were plenty of people willing to do that here.  Sarah put us through our paces at Pilates and Circuit Training.  We even got ourselves on the official film for the Marina whilst doing circuit training and Ian working on the boat! 

Colin and Maggie provided the darts board and the marina very kindly set it up on the wall for us with a large piece of ply surrounding it for those stray darts and there could be plenty of those at times. 

There is a purpose built BBQ area in the marina and we also played a game, which for the life of me I can’t remember the name of, which was 12 blocks of wood numbered one to 12 and you had to throw a block at them.  If you nominated a particular numbered block and you hit that that was the points you scored, if you didn’t nominate you scored the number of blocks that fell down.  As each person took a turn the blocks spread further apart.  The first person to reach a score of 50, and it had to be 50, not 48 or 51, was the winner.  If you hit no blocks three times in a row you were out.  Plus we had some musicians with us and we had the pleasure of some songs, much to the bemusement of the locals who strolled past on their Sunday afternoon walk.

We had a couple of evenings organised by Caroline and Howard, Line Dancing and Colin et al, providing country dancing and the music.  This is a great way to see how co-ordinated people are. 

We arranged a couple of quiz nights too.

Evenings out – regular pizza night and a meal at a restaurant where there is no menu! Not quite sure why Ian and Vicki were pinned up against the wall.

We had a trip to Sulphur mines.  Syd organised a coach, a tour and a meal in a local restaurant.  There was about 30 of us that went along.  90% of all the sulphur in the world came from Sicily.  Children as young as six worked in the mines.  It was very hot and could get above 45 degrees add that to the 100% humidity and working up to twelve hours at a time, conditions were awful. Sulphur gives off suffocating hydrogen sulphide gas which makes it hard to breathe, so the workers tended to be naked.

We also had a 50th birthday celebration, Caroline, where we had more line and country dancing.  The band consisting of Colin, Tony and Phillip. 

June 2019

The Final Leg – Licata, Sicily

Well where did the last seven months go?  The last time I posted we were in Salerno on the Italian mainland.  The sailing season was coming to a close, the days were getting shorter, the weather a little unpredictable and so we were now on a mission to get to Cuffysark’s winter berth in Licata on Sicily. 

We left Salerno on 21st October 2018 and arrived in Licata on 26th October.  We hopped from Salerno to Acciaroli 35 miles up the coast.  The weather wasn’t great so stopped here two nights on the visitors’ pontoon.  The next hop was an “overnighter”, my favourite sailing, NOT!  We were headed to the Messina Straits which you have to go through when the tide is right as the current can be up to four knots against you, which is like taking three steps forward and two back.  So, we had to get our timings right, yes you’ve guessed it we didn’t but that was down to going too fast on the way there and Ian couldn’t possibly slow up, well he did eventually or it would have been dark going through the Straits.  We left Acciaroli at 11.00am with the anticipation that we would arrive at the entrance to the Messina Straits at 8.00am.  We sailed the first 86nm in 11.25 hours and averaged 7.5knots. 

At 3.00am and with just 15 miles to go and not a breath of wind we had to put the engines on but only on tick-over.  We arrived at the entrance at 6.00am as it was just getting light.  The current was running “three knots against us” plus there were lots and lots of small fishing boats. 

We had intended to anchor up at Taormina which is on the NE coast of Sicily but we were going great guns so pushed onto Syracuse which was a further 50nm.  We anchored in the lovely bay there at 18.16, just ahead of darkness.  We had been told that it’s imperative you radio the harbourmaster here as they have to tell you where to anchor in the bay and they did, giving us exact co-ordinates where to drop the anchor.  There was us and one other boat there.  We had travelled 200nm with an average speed of 6.4knots over 31hours.  We were pleased to have arrived!

The next morning, Thursday 26th October, we were off again heading to Ragusa.  Our friends Cath and Ray, who we’d the spent the winter with in Cartagena, were here.  We arranged to meet up with them and would you believe in this very large marina we were given the berth alongside them!  We arrived at 6pm and were provided with a lovely dinner by Cath and Ray.  The following morning at a not too terrible start time of 10 o’clock off we went to our final destination of 2018, Licata.  We were met be quite a welcome committee, so no pressure to berth the boat, whilst being watched.  It had been a busy October we had covered 600nm over the last three weeks from when we had left Olbia in Sardinia to arriving in Licata.  We calculated we had travelled about 2,500 over the last season.  Definitely time for a well-earned rest!!

October 2018

Awesome Amalfi Coast

We left Rome and anchored up in Anzio just 25 miles up the coast.  Ian, unusually, was up with the larks the following morning as there was quite a swell in the bay so, off we went at 7am to Gaeta.  The year was rapidly disappearing and the weather can be more unpredictable plus we wanted to stop for a time in Salerno so we could visit the Amalfi coast and take in Pompeii so we had to get a move on.  As a result it was just an overnight stop at Gaeta, then off to another anchorage on the west side of the Bay of Naples and then finally along the Amalfi coast to Salerno.  The coastline is stunning and photos never do it justice.

There is no marina as such in Salerno, just pontoons that are owned by various people, we initially tied up alongside by the ferry terminal, which gave us time to wander around the pontoons to see if we could negotiate a price with any of them.  We found one that would take us but even though it was mid October and had no showers they still wanted €85 a night and no amount of persuasion was he going to budge on the price.  We promptly left and anchored in the bay, fortunately the weather forecast was good with no wind.  The pontoons on the otherside of Salerno didn’t accept catamarans but they very kindly let us tie our dinghy to their pontoon, even helping us tie up.  It can often be a problem to find somewhere you can leave the dinghy.

Ian’s Dad had raved about the bus ride along the coast road to Amalfi, because of the beautiful coastline.  So, on his recommendation we did just that and it was stunning.  Amalfi is a lovely town set in the mouth of a deep ravine at the foot of Monte Cerreto (1,315 metres, 4,314 feet).  In the 1920s and 1930s, Amalfi was a popular holiday destination for the British upper classes and aristocracy and you can see why.

We visited the cathedral at Amalfi which is dedicated to the Apostle Saint Andrew whose relics are kept here.


We took the train to Pompeii.  I‘d heard a lot about Pompeii but wasn’t expecting to be blown away quite as much as I was.  It is incredible how intact so much of it is considering how old it is.  It was buried under 4 to 6 metres of volcanic ash from the eruption of Mount Vesuvius on 24th August AD79.  The city was largely preserved because of lack of air and moisture.  When you looked down the streets you could imagine the Romans going about their daily lives.  The shops still had the counter tops all intact.

The Amphitheatre of Pompeii is the oldest surviving Roman amphitheatre.  Pink Floyd held a concert here in 1972 and Dave Gilmour returned for a solo gig in 2016

Human remains were found during excavation and they noticed that the skeletons were surrounded by voids in the compacted ash. By pouring plaster of Paris into the spaces, they were able to preserve the bodies in the exact position they were in when they died.  They learnt a lot about how the Romans lived from these remains too.


Also on one of the walls in the House of Venus is a fresco of Venus.

Getting knocked Up

Whilst in Salerno “knock knock” one morning on the side of the boat several times, we didn’t get much time to react. When we came up on deck it was a local fisherman who had a fishing net reel on the back minus the net.  We couldn’t work out, owing to the fact our Italian is non existent and his English was as good as our Italian whether he had dropped his net that morning or the day before (in which case it wasn’t marked) but he’d got his net wrapped around and around our anchor.  There was no way the fisherman was cutting the net so after about half an hour we managed to untangle it.  He then proceeded to drop it on the other side of the bay.

October 2018


Saturday 6th October at 8.45am we threw off the lines and left Sardinia for the Italian mainland.  The winds were very light, we managed an hour without the engine from midday but before soon had to put it back on again or we wouldn’t be going anywhere, or at least it would take a very long time.  We had massive thunderstorms during the trip.  Some of the thunder was so loud overhead and the bolts of lightening were quite frightening as you could see the forks so close, keeping our fingers crossed we didn’t get hit by one, which did the trick as we didn’t.  The lightening went on for hours around us.   It did at least help to see where we were as it was very very dark on the crossing.

A1. Cuffysark at Fiumicino 13.10.18.

We were booked into the boatyard at Constellation Nautica on the Fiuminco Canal which was about 20km from the centre of Rome which meant going under two bridges.  The bridges only open twice a day but not on Tuesday or Wednesday.  We arrived too early so we slowed the engine down.  We arrived at the boatyard and were met by Errico and friends to help us with our lines to tie up alongside on the quay.

Fiuminco is a small town alongside the airport.  Most of the planes flew out to sea but one or two flew right over head and they were loud.  Everything you need is close by, supermarkets (which were much more reasonably priced after being on Sardinia).  Us yachties get quite excited when we find a decent supermarket and not too far away, sad I know.  But I’ve said before being on a boat makes you appreciate the basic things you take for granted on land, like jumping in the car to go the supermarket or turning on the tap and letting it run as you know that there is always a supply and it’s hot.  There are lots of bars and restaurants and the buses to Rome were a two minute walk away.  Ian had his first pint of Guinness here in over five months.

G1. Ian in Fuiminco 13.10.18.Monday morning we hopped on the bus which took just over an hour.  We decided to do some walking around to get our bearings.  First stop off the bus we went for a coffee (as you know Ian a tea man and has to have it in over regular intervals , but they don’t do much of that here so coffee it was).  We got chatting to a Canadian couple who’d been on the hop on hop off bus tour.  We went on our way and the next minute the Canadians were behind us waving a ticket.  It was for the bus tour it still had time left on it so if we wanted to make use of it then feel free.  Well not one to look a gift horse in the mouth off we toddled off to the bus stop and there just happened to be a bus already waiting so we hopped on.  This saved us €55 and gave us a good idea of how far everything was apart, not that that stopped Ian walking me miles later that day.

We thought we’d better have some lunch before our trek.  Ian loves Spaghetti Bolognese, but we’ve discovered that it isn’t an Italian dish, hence why we hadn’t found it so far but we did for our first lunch in Rome, it was listed as “Spaghetti with meat sauce”.  It’s not quite the same recipe as we have at home but nice just the same.

B4. Ian with his Spag Bol 8.10.18.

Ian anticipating his bolognese

We visited the Trevi Fountain.  I couldn’t believe how many people were there.  We had naively thought Rome would be quieter in October, how WRONG were we.  It was rammed everywhere.  And of course, there was a church opposite so we went in.  There was an operatic concert being held so we stayed and listened.

The following day we walked even further seeing “Largo di Torre Argentina” where Julius Caesar was killed and the “Pantheon” a former Roman temple but is now a church.  The dome of the Pantheon is the largest unreinforced concrete dome in the world.

After two days of walking around we decided to have a day on the boat.  We were invited to join Errico and some of the people who were working on boats at the yard for lunch.  Frankie rustled us up a pasta with salad.  We were made to feel so welcome here.

G2. Lunch in Fiuminco - Oct 2018

Back to the sightseeing on Thursday at the Vatican City.  We had seen the length of the queue so opted for a guided tour.  Everywhere was packed it was shoulder to shoulder in the Vatican museums.  The Sistine Chapel was amazing, unfortunately photos are not allowed, so the only photos we were able to take were of the screen in the reception.  I hadn’t appreciated that Michelangelo’s preference was sculpting and refused numerous times to paint the ceiling of the Sistine Chapel but the Pope put so much pressure on him that eventually he had no option but to agree.

It is believed on the “School of Athens” painting by Raphael he included Michelangelo and himself (the one looking towards you with the black hat).

On Friday we visited the Colosseum, again this was very busy and quite a sight.  It is the largest amphitheatre ever built and construction began in AD72 and was completed in AD 80.

From here we visited the Roman Forum which is a plaza surrounded by the ruins of government buildings and was the centre of day to day life in Rome for processions, elections public speeches, criminal trials and gladiatorial matches.

After a week our stay in Rome, which we thought was fabulous, we headed to the Amalfi Coast for more spectacular sights.

October 2018


We didn’t leave Olbia until 2 o’clock on Friday 21st September so we headed to the La Maddalena Islands for a stopover on the way to Bonifacio on Saturday morning.  We saw a quay on the Island of Santa Stefano that someone else was tied alongside so Ian being Ian thought we’d moor up there too.  So having moored up I went for a walk around, very eerie as there was no one around.  Whoever was on the other boat was not coming up on deck.  The Island was a NATO base up until 2008 when the Americans left.  There was a hotel resort there on the other side of the hill, we only knew this because of the booming of the music that played into the early hours.  This is one of the downsides of these remote areas you often find there is an “exclusive” resort which equals loud music!!

Our sail was lovely, light winds and hot, just how I like it, not quite so much to Ian’s liking.  We had a number of super yachts pass us.  To put it in perspective how big the one below is you need to look at the helicopter on the top deck.  It is the fourth longest yacht in the world and considered to be the largest yacht by volume in the world.

A3. Super Yacht - La Maddelana Islands 21.9.18.

There was nothing pleasant about the trip to Bonifacio the following morning.  It was one of those moments, rare admittedly, when I (obviously I being Lorraine.  Ian thinks not pleasant but not so bad) thought what the f**k am I doing here!!  The Straits are known to be windy as it funnels between Corsica and Sardinia and the seas are short and sharp.  Should have dug back in my memory to last years’ experience of coming through the Straits of Gibraltar when I had the self same thought.  “Straits” should set the alarm bells ringing.  We are due to go through the Straits of Messina in the next week or so (late October 2018), so fingers crossed it won’t be third time unlucky!  Oh well I survived.  The entrance to Bonifacio was stunning.

Bonifacio isn’t that big a marina but it is popular and they do get their share of superyachts, just a few can moor up on the main quay in the centre of town.  They come in, turn around, where there is some room to do this and then reverse in and drop their anchors to hold them off the quay.  It is quite narrow, so much so they are a few feet away from you when they come past.  When the normal sailboats come in (ie not superyachts) it can be quite chaotic. The marineroes push boats into the moorings with the bow of their rib and then roar off.  People are reliant on others already moored up to help with lines to shore as all mooring is stern to, with the exception of us catamarans who moor alongside the ends of pontoons which are only 6 ft wide so that’s also a mission in itself.  This is the only place we’ve been where there is no assistance from Marina staff.  Whilst doing these manoeuvres you also have the day tripper boats weaving in and out, they can’t wait you know they have a schedule to follow.  There’s plenty to see here!

We had only planned to stay in Bonifacio for a couple of nights to collect our guests then go off.  However, this was not to be, as a Mistral was forecast which brought winds of 50mph for several days.  So, we were “Port Bound”.  Gary and Shelley arrived and we found a restaurant that had been recommended called the “Kissing Pigs”. It was a good recommendation.

Bonifacio old town sits up high above the marina.  We took the land train up but we did walk down.  The citadel was originally built in the 9th century and overlooks the harbour.

Gary and Shelley had hired a car as transfers from the airports were extortionate.  A taxi (no buses available) for a 15 minute journey was €55.  This meant we were able to visit some other areas and we spent one day on a secluded beach on the east side of Corsica where we were out of the wind.  We also drove to Porto Vecchio, which was where we had originally tried to get a mooring but it was full as there was a regatta being held.  The wind was whipping through the bay.

After four nights we did eventually manage to escape Bonifacio and we took a sail across to La Maddalena islands, Sardinia and had a bay all to ourselves for a couple of nights.  Going across the straits this time was great.  We then took ourselves back to Bonifacio as it was time for Shelley and Gary to go home.  A great week.

We were going to spend a few days exploring more of La Maddalena Islands and cross over to Rome on the Tuesday (2nd October) but yes the wind again, was coming in strong so a night’s stopover there and then we headed back to the shelter of the Town Quay in Olbia where we stayed until Saturday 6th October before we departed on our overnight trip to Rome.

E1. La Maddalena islands 30.9.18..JPG


September 2018