We decided to leave Kalami and head south. We’re not sure where we want to go today, probably Petriti or Lakka. We have another 12 days to go until Tara comes out of the water and we thought we’d try some new places. Petriti is on the bottom part of Corfu and is a quaint little fishing village. We skedaddled out of Kalami around 10 am and decided we’d have breakfast along the way.
The slow-cruise originally caused by us having to watch out for overspinning the refrigerator compressor has become de-rigeur. It’s a bit like driving with my brother who shifts gears at 1200 rpm … the poor engine just idles along. I cannot imagine the amount of carbon we are generating inside the engine just toodling along. We were out in the middle of the Corfu channel when the AIS alarm starts going off. Hmmm, nothing in sight … turned off the alarm. A couple of minutes later we hear a toot-toot in the distance … there is a Cruise Ship about 3 miles away … Marina and Iooked at each other … hmmm, could that be for us? We change course 20 degrees and I went and checked the chartplotter. Sure enough the cruise ship was going to mow us over in about 3 minutes going 25 plus knots. Our 20 degree course change took us past .3 miles Closest Point of Approach or CPA … phew. That thing is a god-send in traffic, especially at night.
The slow-cruise originally caused by us having to watch out for overspinning the refrigerator compressor has become de-rigeur. It’s a bit like driving with my brother who shifts gears at 1200 rpm … the poor engine just idles along. I cannot imagine the amount of carbon we are generating inside the engine just toodling along. We were out in the middle of the Corfu channel when the AIS alarm starts going off. Hmmm, nothing in sight … turned off the alarm. A couple of minutes later we hear a toot-toot in the distance … there is a Cruise Ship about 3 miles away … Marina and Iooked at each other … hmmm, could that be for us? We change course 20 degrees and I went and checked the chartplotter. Sure enough the cruise ship was going to mow us over in about 3 minutes going 25 plus knots. Our 20 degree course change took us past .3 miles Closest Point of Approach or CPA … phew. That thing is a god-send in traffic, especially at night.
Along the way Jess continued to read A Man Called Ove, a delightful story about an irascible old Swede that managed to die with hundreds of people loving him and his quirky ways. It was a bit tearful the ending and it kept us thinking about how someone can affect you in positive ways even when they’re difficult.
The wind came up with a terrific beam-reach so we pulled out the jib and started sailing. The wind lasted about 15 minutes and pooped out while Jess was working out on the bow. She claimed that it was hard to work out when the jib was draping itself all over her. Two-thirds of the way down Corfu we decided to try Petriti – what the heck and its only about an hour away (5 miles) we turned off the fridge and belted the motor. All this smoke came out at first but then the Yanmar remembered what it’s there for and charged us along at a solid 8 knots with barely any puff of smoke – once we burned off about 10 minutes of carbon buildup.
We dropped the hook at Petriti and cooled off with a swim. We’ve been on the boat quite a bit lately and I had accumulated 200 steps for the day, so we took the dinghy into town and went for a sightseeing walk. I went one way the girls went the other. We walked up and down the beach and around the town.
Petriti looks like it was pretty hard hit by the recession and there are still quite a few boarded up buildings and shops that haven’t reopened yet. That said it was a really nice little town. I walked up the hill and checked out some very nice places – unfortunately one of the nicest was situated beside this empty lot which serves as an impromptu garbage dump.
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| The "marina" at Petriti |
Petriti looks like it was pretty hard hit by the recession and there are still quite a few boarded up buildings and shops that haven’t reopened yet. That said it was a really nice little town. I walked up the hill and checked out some very nice places – unfortunately one of the nicest was situated beside this empty lot which serves as an impromptu garbage dump.
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| A local |
There were also dozens of feral cats. I had no idea the ‘jibblies’ on male cats were so prominent. If humans had the same relative size we’d be sitting on a couple of grapefruit or cantaloupe … never able to cross our legs again. The girls enjoyed an ice-cream while I was on my walk and then we decided to go back to TARA for a dinner of BBQ Souvlaki, rice and Greek salad. Geez, even when we’re on the boat we’re eating Greek food!
We were considering a swim when we saw a fully-formed turd float by and that dampened our enthusiasm a fair amount. As such we decided on a movie night. I hooked up the generator and we pulled out the disk drive and watched Bull Durham for the um-teenth time. It still cracks me up when Nuke Laloosh beans the mascot in the head missing home plate by 50 feet. In the end Nuke learns to be a ball-player and makes it to the “Show”, Crash gets his home-run record and the girl. All is well in the universe.
We were considering a swim when we saw a fully-formed turd float by and that dampened our enthusiasm a fair amount. As such we decided on a movie night. I hooked up the generator and we pulled out the disk drive and watched Bull Durham for the um-teenth time. It still cracks me up when Nuke Laloosh beans the mascot in the head missing home plate by 50 feet. In the end Nuke learns to be a ball-player and makes it to the “Show”, Crash gets his home-run record and the girl. All is well in the universe.
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