Friday, June 29, 2018

Wandering Around Until Friends Arrive


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Marina:  The next few days were pretty lazy. We were still getting up really early but it helped us be productive. 
Matt:  I got up sometime around 06:00 and started working. I closed the door to Jess’ cabin — now Marina’s, and made myself a cup of coffee and did my email correspondence. Around 7am Marina opened the door, made a cup of tea and did her email. We had a few things still to do on the boat, most notably raise the jib. We took a chance on the wind and got it up fairly quickly — though pulling 75 feet of 2mm round luff rope up the forestay groove requires patience as well as liberal amounts of spray silicone. That’s the trick ... I remember showing that to Marcel who struggled like mad getting his jib up and he nearly fell over about how easy it was once he used the silicone. Now that we did our chore we needed to go to town for marketing. I had some challenges with the dinghy motor and needed to do a little McGyver’ing to get it working. Fuel was spilling out of the bowl .. I didn’t close the drain screw so it was the first problem, then the o-ring wasn’t seated correctly plus the fibre washer on the bottom failed ... so reseat the set screw working it in and out with some grease, reinstalling the o-ring with a little grease to hold it in place, then used some RTV Silicone to be the washer on the bottom of the bowl. I’ll need to keep an eye on it as oil is OK, but not 100% sure about gasoline. Marina hopped in the dinghy and took it for a spin ... she was a little intimidated by the faster speed than Bonnie. 
Matt testing out the new dinghy.
I took it for a spin too ... not too bad, definitely more squirrelly than Bonnie. We didn’t want to landfill Bonnie so we resolved to put a “Free” sign on her and let her go. We pulled up behind a fish boat ... and they took it. He has a son at Lefkada and knows how to repair them and were delighted to take her off our hands. Awesome pay forward for some young Greek guy. 
Bonnie and her new owners behind. 
Then we decided to walk around town — all the way past the bus station and then back, stopping for lunch with a terrific chicken souvlaki ... then 116 Euros of groceries — about 4x what you get at home plus we had a couple bottles of wine, 12 beers and a bunch of other stuff. We walked back to the beach where BB2 was ...what we think we'll call her ...and went back to Tara to unload. 

We have definitely started a trend as there are now four boats anchored out, rare in Preveza... but awesome. There was quite a bit of weather coming through with rain and wind (also rare here) but as we got hungry we hopped in BB2 and headed to shore for pizza. Marina and I both remember having excellent pizza at this place in Preveza ... unfortunately it wasn’t the one that we went to and we ordered two large pies, which gave us leftovers for 2 days. It's still amazing to go out for dinner, get a bottle of fizzy water, a beer, and two large Pizzas for 30 Euros — or $45. At home it would have been $9 for beer, $20 each for the Pizzas and $5 for a bottle of water for $54 plus $7 tax and $8 tip for $70 ... quite a bit cheaper to live over here in Greece.

Next morning we were up at 04:00 ... wow quite a bit of rain. Loud enough to wake both Marina and I up. We closed the different hatches and buttoned Tara up. The wind is howling too. Wow, weird weather. Also in Preveza the current is crazy fast ... like 2-3 knots. Last night when we came back to the boat in about 10-15 knots, the boat was 90 degrees to the wind, weather cocked into the current. If you ever fell off the boat, start swimming to shore ... because unless you’re a really strong swimmer you’ll never make it back to the boat! We got up in earnest at 07:45 and started our day. The sun is trying to peak out, hopefully it will burn off all these clouds and we’ll find our way to Pargas or Lakka today.  We powered for about an hour in Preveza at idle to get the fridge going and for Marina to get to the Cleopatra mini-market for her British Cheese and humous. Unfortunately the greedy Brits got the good cheese (extra old) so she settled for just old. Out through the channel ... which is bloody long, and then turned north where we split the difference between Paxos and Pargas, no wind, just big waves ... like 2 meter rollers with the occasional breaker on top. Pretty lumpy and enough to get a few burps (Balderdash!) out of Marina and I felt a little woozy after being below for 5 minutes. Anyway, we started to get our sea legs and a couple of other boats coming out of Lefkada (Bavaria 46’s each with 6 Austrian men aboard) were powering behind us catching us up little by little. We were doing the slow-power at 1900 revs but ... us being us, we couldn’t let them pass so we ended up going to 2300 and picked up another knot keeping them tantalizingly close but unable to pass. The wind kept getting stronger so we eventually said “let’s sail” so we popped out the Jib (had to tack onto starboard to get the port sheet on) and then headed as high as we could. Luck would have us getting lifted the entire way to Pargas. Eventually we passed the two boats that passed us while we put our sails up, out pointing and badly out-speeding them (hee-hee-hee) and got into Pargas on a close reach in the mid-7 knots range. Pargas was a little packed but we found a spot and dropped our hook a respectful distance away from others ... something the Austrians neglected to do for us. 
The sun going down in Pargas. 

Anyway, we hunkered down and Marina made a simple but delicious meal of chicken, leftover pasta and a Greek salad. Awesome. We watched the moon a bit, but it was howling with wind and occasional rain. We ended up going down below at around 21:00 and both ran out of gas at the same time ... Marina was more energetic through the day as she had not had a nap (I had a 2 hour nap after we anchored) ... but in the end we went to bed at 9, just like old people.
 
Got up early — like 06:30 and sent out our emails and messages. An early morning cereal and coffee fest, emails and reading. Around 9:30 we had a swim — for about 20 seconds. 19.85 degrees C was a little bit cold for us. We lizarded on the forward deck for a little while and then we headed down below for lunch. Lazy lazy lazy. We lit the engine at 11:30, we left Pargas and decided to sail as much as we could so we pulled out the sails and then got headed, then tacked out and tacked back in some decent breeze — well, let’s be honest here ... some wimpy breeze. We were doing 3-4 knots of boatspeed for a couple of hours tacking up towards Corfu. The westerly finally arrived and we rolled up the mainsail and went on with just the jib at around 7 knots of boatspeed — pretty good. We still had 20 miles to go — wow 3 hours in and we had knocked off 7 miles, so we just kept going. Part-way up Corfu we got headed some more and the wind lightened up ... somewhat regretting putting the main away ... we just carried on with just the jib in a dying breeze. 15 miles to go still ... at 16:00 ... we normally think in terms of 7 knots on a passage ... 28 miles, 4 hours. Today we were at 6 hours and still hadn’t made it half way ... but we kept on going until our boatspeed dropped into the 3’s and we were 30 degrees off our desired course ... on came the Yanmar and we made it there in 20 minutes. We pumped up the SUPS and I had a chuckle at Marina trying to maneuver the SUPS around bumping into shrouds and the main sheet, nearly knocking herself overboard. We decided to go ashore for dinner and took BB2, where when I tried to plane the boat the prop spun ... grrr ... need to go buy a new prop. Oh joy. We wandered around Corfu and selected our Olive Garden restaurant and shared a pasta dish with our favourite -- caprese salad, and mushrooms in garlic. Quite delicious. We forgot but the price of wine in Corfu is double that on the mainland ... keep that in mind. On Corfu -- drink beer! We made it back to Tara without further wrecking the propeller and watched the moon come up over the horizon while drinking tea on the back of the boat.

Thursday, June 28, 2018

Bonnie Blue -- 2010-2018 RIP


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Bye Bye Bonnie Blue

As they say, all good things must come to an end. The winter two seasons ago was very hard on our RIB Bonnie Blue (continuing with our theme around Gone with the Wind that we unwittingly got ourselves into some 30 years ago when I bought Scarlet). When she was delivered to the boat she looked very weather worn and she also had some leaks. We found a patch kit for 30 or 40 euros and we tried patching her up and, for the most part, it worked. Our new routine became before we used the dinghy, we pumped it up a little bit … or a lot … depending on how long it had been since we had pumped it up last. We also got used to sitting on a very soft RIB in the evening … like really soft ... like butt nearly in the water soft
Bonnie looking a little bit deflated

This winter we resolved to purchase a new RIB and bid adieu to Bonnie Blue. When we got to Cleopatra however, Marina unpacked her and she actually looked OK, she pumped her up with our trusty Dewalt Vacuum (turned around it becomes a blower) and hey … maybe we could get another year out of her … or at-least sell her for 100 or 200 Euros. We had her launched along with Tara and we docked into our spot … and Bonnie was floating between the laid mooring lines. A couple of hours later it became woefully apparent that Bonnie Blue – Blew up. She was a sad sight and a mere spectre of her former glory. That dinghy has sailed 20,000 miles with us, been in big storms, been horribly overloaded, rescued other dinghys and was actually rescued herself once on the Island of Gaios when an unnamed M242 sailor didn’t tie her up tightly enough, She outlived 4 propellers, two outboards and several gas tanks … she was a real trooper.

We then tried to figure out what to do with her. Can we sell her quickly became .. can we give her away. We didn't want to land-fill her ... and we weren't sure we could sink her ... make an artificial reef with her had some charm. In the end we fashioned a sign “Free” in Greek and we pulled up at the fishing dock. There was a fisherman on his boat there with his wife and a deckhand. It took a minute or two to get through that we were giving Bonnie away.
Turns out his son works at Lefkas Marina and has the time and inclination to repair these older RIBs … so there you go. Bonnie is off to her new home, we have a new dinghy … now what to name her?

Wednesday, June 27, 2018

The Naughty End


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For the last many years I have always gotten a chuckle about this dinghy company called NauTend … because the T is quite prominent in their logo … I always see it as “The Nau-T- End” … like in Q: which end would you like? A: The naughty end. Any Brit would see through that instantly, so it must be a company founded where English is not the primary language …
Matt pointing at the Nau-T-End

So … the replacement for Bonnie is … you guessed it …  a Naughty-end … and we have decided to call her Bonnie Blue 2 of BB2 for short. BB2 is about 20cm shorter than Bonnie and she’s definitely lighter, With the 6HP Suzuki and one person in her, she’s slightly scary. With 2 people in her in waves, BB2 is definitely scary. Since she is so much lighter it’s more convenient to beach her and launch her … though we will always miss Bonnie, BB2 is a fine replacement … even if she is a bit Naughty …