Our departure from Salamina was perfect, no wind which was great as our boat was sandwiched side on between two smaller yachts, not impossible, just so much easier without the standard NE wind. A bit of a shove from the side by the Captain and we were out and off on a long day of sailing toward the Island Of Mykonos 115 nautical miles away. This sail would launch us right into the heart of the Aegean Sea, a perfect place to meet our four friends who arrive on Monday. From start to arrival there was a lot of wind and some decent waves, but it was fantastic to be moving again after a week in fabulous Salamina.
Our aim was to arrive in daylight, the forecast of Beaufort 6/7/8 was going to assist in this endeavour. Top gust was 44 knots but for most of the day it stayed around 25 to 30 knots. One reef in and we zoomed along, even though I don’t think our boat has ever been as heavily laden with all the gear she has on her at the moment. As I remind the Captain He Who Must Be Obeyed that this is a cruising boat. Still when the wind came we ranged between 8 and 10 knots for around 11 hours, he wasn’t unhappy.
What is it with cruising that the last 10 nautical miles seem to take for EVER? In my head the words “are we there yet” rolled around, these started with 24 nautical miles to go. It was a long day. A longer day for the Captain as half the day I suffered seasickness, first time in a while. When I am seasick I am no help at all, and it wasn’t until mid afternoon I found my missing sea legs. We arrived in the port at 8 pm but by the time we got the main sail in, and found a place to moor it was after 9pm before we sat down. Me I was just happy to find a place to rest. It seemed to be the last place in the entire Marina, for me this was affirmation of the power of prayer. Thank you Jesus!!
What made our arrival interesting was right beside us and arriving at the same time was an older Fountain Pajot, similar size to us which had a delivery skipper and two assisting to moor. No sooner had they moored when 6 clients rocked up with massive cases raring to go. Myknonos seems to be a harbour of people coming and going. A stream of boats arrived this morning to take the places of those leaving.
We were faster than the Fountain, but they got their sails down quickly and got into Harbour before us. At first I thought there was no room at the Inn for us and we would have to sail away. See what I mean about being grateful for a place to moor. Crazy stuff and this is only the beginning of summer. We need to be here, this is where our friends are joining us. Yet these docks work on a first in first served basis only, no prior bookings taken.
Today we took the bus from the Harbour into the main town. The standout feature, besides the white box architecture, stone walls, barren landscape (you can blame the wind and low rainfall) was the large numbers of sunburnt overweight English Tourists. “Fair dinkum (I quote the Captain), the English aren’t hard to spot.”
Mykonos certainly is a big tourist destination. We reserve looking around the Island till our friends arrive.
A happy day to wake up at our starting Port.
PS The Captain says I was seasick until 24 nautical miles to go. I disagree, yet we both agree that I didn’t help sail until the last 23 miles.
PPS Sorry no photos I have internet issues