We left Port St. Louis May 8th and sailed to Ciotat; anchored for the night. The boat is well provisioned and behaving as it should. We have 150 nautical miles left to reach Campomoro, Corse. Eric motors off at 2am. No wind. I wake at 3:45am to relieve Eric. We motor through the night. Eric relieves and tells me of his dream. "It's a good time but we are in a hospital". (My cold has worsened.)
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It's 6am and by now there is a little wind but still we motor until 2PM when sails are set. A second night on watch finds Anna & me getting up at 1:45 to relieve Eric at 2am. We are relieved at 5am; go to bed and sleep until 9.
We catch a Sfirida (Greek for Grouper). Arrive Campomoro by 6pm. We all enjoy the Grouper (originally we thought it was a Pageot, later a Cernier) barbecued, with a nice bottle of Cote du Rhone, petty jealousies, minor irritations and narcissistic wounds aside (more of that later).
Entrance to
Bonifacio port is just to the left of the limestone cave pictured here. We left Campomoro 9:30am and arrive Bonifacio by 2pm today May 11th. Eric hooks a fish likely a tuna. Alas, the fish escapes!
View from hilltop where most of this ancient city lies.
We are tied up in the port for the night. Anna & I climb to the fort, watch towers and numerous restaurants, shops and apartments at the top of the limestone bluffs. A natural harbor and unlimited views of the sea have make
Bonifacio much more than a pretty face.
Pretty area, to be sure. I hope your cold is getting better, Allen!
ReplyDeleteYes, quite lovely. The cold is more of a bother than envy thing else. Still with me, however
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