This winter is colder than usual in Greece. I did the procedures I was used to in Northern Europe (I even had a couple of “antivries” bottles left over from Holland :-) ) to avoide any freeze damade and I am safe. Matilda is now covered in snow waiting for warmer days.
Although more than one year has passed now since my last post, this blog is not dead. I will compile and post the remaining videos of my Round Europe voyage when I find the time and will also update the page on technical stuff and changes/upgrades on Matilda. So, stay tuned and have a look from time to time.
I didn’t do any longer trips last year and there were many reasons for that but I still enjoyed some local sailing on extended weekends with friends and relatives. On my last trip in October 2016 where I visited a couple of the Cyclades islands I was surprised by a heavy thunderstorm with more than force 10 squalls and almost got washed ashore. I had anchored in a bay at nice weather and clear skies. We went swimming, had a Greek salad for dinner and were enjoying a glass of wine. Suddenly, at about 21:00 the stars disappeared, the night sky turned black and the light wind veered 90 degrees to W. A few minutes later the scenario changed completely. Heavy rain was flying horizontally such that I couldn’t see the surface of the see any more from the cockpit. The wind meter was showing 48kn of gusts, the anchor started dragging and the big motor yacht behind me on the permanent mooring was coming dangerously closer. I started the engine and tried to keep away from that motor yacht whilst my brother in law was trying to lift the anchor. Although heavy lightening is not sailor’s favorite weather phenomenon I was thankful about it because this way I could figure out where I was in the bay and where the other moored boats were in relation to me. After a 20 min fight with the elements, the anchor was lifted and the wind had dropped to about F6. I moved the boat to the neighboring bay and went alongside at the pier. I went to a nearby pub where I met some other sailors. Everyone was talking about the thunderstorm of course. After midnight, I was sitting on a bench in the rain next to Matilda enjoying my last beer for that day and I couldn’t believe that she was still afloat. Some days later I heard from other sailors that many yachts got damaged that night and one even sunk. The phenomenon was heavy and although very extended it had not been forecasted. Finally I must say that I am quite sure that the anchor (even dragging) had helped preventing stranding. I wouldn’t have managed to turn Matilda into the wind using engine power. If I knew it was coming I would have preferred to stay in open water. In any case, that was another lesson learned.
Now after almost three years in the water, it was about time to get Matilda out in order to give her underwater body some attention and prepare her for the next season.
Several layers of self polishing antifouling can be removed easily with the help of a spatula. The red one seems to be hard antifouling. It comes off together with the other layers where – as it seems – no primer could be applied because of the cradle support pads but holds well on the rest of the surface
It has been a while now since I arrived in Greece. I did some local sailing (not much though) and flew back to Germany about one month ago. Although life has become quite “usual” again, trying to compile some videos of the voyage has kept my memories alive. The first video took a lot longer than anticipated but now it is ready. I hope the other ones will follow a bit faster.
When I was planning this voyage and thinking about the route, I also considered going the safer easier way through the canals of France. I had a lot of respect for the Bay of Biscay and also the Portuguese Atlantic coast which is said to be more dangerous than the Biscay. Many harbours at the Portuguese Atlantic coast are built at river estuaries and can be very dangerous in some situations because of the bars and the resulting breaking waves at the entrances. It is said that one yacht minimum gets lost every year at this coasts. Nevertheless, now after I have completed the voyage, I am glad I took the Atlantic route. Those parts I had most concerns about, turned out to be the best ones. The Biscay was a great experience; first time Atlantic waves and the feeling of real blue water sailing. The weather can change quickly in this part of the world and it often blows at F7 or more off the Spanish north-west coast. You have to be prepared for everything and arriving after three to four days also means satisfaction and relief. I clearly remember Patrick shouting out “Land in sight!”. The Portuguese coast was downwind sailing first class. It was great fun watching Matilda surfing down the Atlantic waves steered by the autopilot. A long(ish) keel yacht sails quite well in such situations but you have to pay for that with the stress you get when maneuvering in tight harbours. I must admit that the weather was nice to us on those two legs and we were not faced with severe conditions. At least nothing I had not been prepared for or had not expected. The first Leg was not as nice. The plan had been to sail along the south English coast (enjoying some nice pints in British pubs of course) and then cross the channel to Brest. Unfortunately, the wind has been blowing hard and almost always from west for the 2 whole weeks of that leg and it was stronger in the north side of the channel. Therefore, we followed the French coast. We had some very unpleasant and wet passages which have not really been funny for every crew member. Lisbon – Gibraltar was the most diversified leg. Atlantic waves surfing, then strong winds and big waves around Cabo de Sao Vincente, the calm and almost Mediterranean Algarve and then F6 against on the way from Barbate to Gibraltar. Most of the passages in the Mediterranean beginning from Almerimar and going east have been hot and windless. Many places especially in Sicily were overcrowded, expensive and offering bad service. Greece on the other hand, was a highlight (yes, I am 50% Greek, but this statement is also at least 50% unbiased ). Very nice scenery and great anchorages and waters so clear that you think you would ground the boat although the depth was 10 meters. Top food quality at relatively low prices in several tavernas, where almost everyone spoke good English (I can’t really say that about Spain or Italy…). There was one English long distance sailor in the Baleares who I asked whether he was sailing to Greece too and he answered: “No, not yet. I will visit some other places first because if I go to Greece now I will stay there”. The last leg in Greece was singlehanded sailing and that was new to me. The first day I felt a bit insecure but soon I got used to it. Boat handling at sea is not an issue and sailing alone is a nice experience; everything is more intense. There are some issues though: You can’t just go down and have a nap when you feel tired and coming into a harbour is always connected with the question of whether you will be able to find a place that you can manage to get in and out singlehanded. You are also more dependent on some electronics like the autopilot and you have to make sure that you don’t go overboard underway because the chance is quite high that it could be your last time!
At the end of this résumé I don’t want to miss out saying a big thank you to all of the crew members that have accompanied me and Matilda on our voyage. It was great having you on board. You definitely helped making my dream come true. THANK YOU!
“There are two bad things in a man’s life: Not to be able to fulfill his childhood dream …or to have done it”. I can’t remember who said that but there is some truth in this statement and for me it means that I need a new dream now… Sailing south through Suez to the Maledives, Reunion and Madagascar, or Oropos – Gibraltar – Canary Islands and back? Or maybe over the Atlantic to the Caribbean with the ARC? There are many interesting options and I will have some time to think about it. For the time being and the following few years, Matilda will be located here for various reasons. There are also some things that need to be done on her like the rudder bearing, the portholes as well as the removal of many layers of old antifouling and the application of Gelshield. I also want to check the complete cabling and upgrade/redo where needed. During this time Matilda will sail the Greek waters and visit the hundreds of islands and anchorages in this area.
Thank you all for reading the blog!
I hope you enjoyed it,
P.S. I will try to compile some videos of the voyage (one for every leg). So, if anyone is interested, she/he will find the link in this blog as soon as they are completed.
It’s done. On May the 3rd 2015, a cold wet day, in the morning at 06:00 I left the Oosterschelde, sailed to Belgium and France and through the Alderney Race to Guernsey. I crossed the Bay of Biscay, and rounded Cap Finistere. Pushed by the Portuguese trade winds I surfed the Atlantic waves along the Portuguese coast all the way south and around Cabo de Sao Vincente to Spain and Gibraltar and into the Mediterranean. I anchored in the Baleares and sailed to Sardinia and Sicily and the Lipari Islands. I dropped the anchor in fantastic bays in the Greek Ionian Islands and visited Odysseus’s home island Ithaca. I sailed singlehanded from Corfu to Oropos where I finally dropped my anchor in the bay where I learned to sail when I was a child.
Tomorrow, Matilda will be sailed to Chalkoutsi where she is going to be located for the next years.
I am at anchor in a little bay just below the temple of Poseidon on Cap Sounion. The voyage is almost finished. I only have to round the cape and sail north for 10 -12 hours. Now I understand why Bernard Moitessier turned his boat a few days before the finish in the Golden Globe Race and sailed around the world a second time. And what about Odysseus? Can we believe that an experienced mariner needs 10 years to find his way home?
Anyway, here is a short update of the last two days:
This morning I left Korinthos marina at 07:30 local time and headed for the Corinth Channel; a nice and interesting passage. I was asked to pass at maximum speed following a convoy and I had to steer carefully but I managed to take some pictures. There was some wind on the other side in the Saronic golf and I hoisted the sails. After a few hours the wind dyed away. I rolled in the Genoa but left the main. I do this quite often because the main doesn’t shake like a flag when motoring and it is always ready to be used without any effort. When I passed north of the island of Aegina the wind freshend up to F4 and sailing was possible again. I arrived at Sounion at 20:30.
The trip from Patra to Korinthos on Tueasdy was also quite interesting with the passage under the Rio-Antirio Bridge. When I left Patras in the morning at 07:00 it was already blowing at F5 (against of course :-) ). Although 60° off course, I sailed a few hours at midday because I couldn’t hear that engine noise any more. I managed to arrive at Korinthos marina at about 20:30 and the wind had died away completely. Just one hour ago and in lee of Oros Yeraneia is was gusting at F5 to F6. A friendly Austrian sailor saw me coming in and helped me with the lines. He had sailed extensively singlehanded in the past and knew the situation. He was sailing with family now and I was invited to a very tasty pasta bolognese. I contributed a bottle of wine to the dinner, which I had bought in Sicily some weeks ago. It’s always good to meet other cruisers and listen to their stories and often you learn something new. This time it was that I should use an external diesel filter when refueling in Greece because diesel contamination is not uncommon here and can lead to engine failure. Thanks Adi!
There was some nice (and fast) sailing of course, but not as often as I would have wished. Since I wanted to keep to the time schedule I hade to use the engine a few times.
The day started early with a dinghy trip to the bakery. A “real” bakery with an assortment I am used to in Greece. The anchor was lifted at 7:20 local time and after a stop for a refreshing bath at the entrance of the big bay Ormos Aetou I headed for the strait between Peloponnese and mainland-Greece. After entering Patraikos Kolpos the wind came back! A great sailing wind of 20+ knots was blowing, but guess from which direction? Little hint: I was heading east…. YES! Right! The wind was coming exactly from east. Together with a short, steep and choppy sea it was difficult to make way east and I had to motor-sail again. Sometimes, when bigger waves were stopping the boat, the speed OG was dropping below 3 knots. I couldn’t reach the harbour I had planned and decided to go into Patra instead. When I was entering the harbour it was still blowing at F5 gusting F6. I would normally have gone into the marina but with the stronger wind blowing and me sailing singlehanded, I decided to go into the commercial harbour and look for a more comfortable place. I found one behind two tug-boats and since someone wanted to help on the pier, it didn’t take long and I had secured the boat alongside the central pier. A few minutes later someone from the port authority appeared on a motorbike complaining that I entered the harbour without asking permission. I didn’t know that that was common in Greece although it really makes sense for a bigger port like this. I got permission to stay on the central pier.
Andra moi ennepe, mousa, polutropon hos mala polla
planchthe, epei Troies hieron ptoliethron eperse;
pollwn d’ anthropon iden astea kai noon egno,
Of the man, Muse, sing to me, the clever man who suffered
much, after he plundered the stronghold of Troy;
He saw the towns and learned the minds of many distant men,
Another highlight today! I arrived at Odysseus’s island Ithaki. What a nice place. I dropped the anchor in Vathi which is the main town. Vathi is located around a big bay which cuts deep into the island. The bay is surrounded by hills and mountains and everything is green which is common for the Ionian Islands. There are about 40 boats at anchor in the bay and another 40 moored stern-to directly to the promenade. Some of them have direct access to the tavernas. That’s quite practical if you had too much of the local wine. You just stand up from your chair and step onto your boat :-)
Some impressions from Vathi and the way to Ithaki:
I left at about 09:30 for the first single handed trip to Paxoi. Most of the trip was motoring but some sailing was possible the last two hours before arrival in Ormos Lakka. This bay is beautiful with turquoise water and an ideal anchor ground. Since that is not a secret, there were about 50 boats already anchoring in the bay when I arrived at 16:00. Fortunately, there is enough room and the ground is clear. Consequently, it was easy to find a good place to anchor.