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And here we are at the back-end of October. I guess under normal circumstances, in days gone by in the UK, we might be wrapped up in warm clothing dodging a downpour on a dreary autumnal day. Or, at the very least, seeking out a cosy country pub with a roaring fire and a slap up Sunday roast on the menu. Not so; yesterday we sailed for three hours in the sunshine to get to Paradise Bay, a rather nice beach on the North West coast of Malta. With us were Jane and her sister Becky, a picnic and an assortment of cold beverages in the fridge. On arrival we did something a bit bonkers…we jumped into the sea…in late October…and it was warm…very warm. We met up with friends, Alfred and Carol, for a day that would have been typical at the height of summer. I must say I find it all rather strange…in a splendid sort of way of course. And it wasn't just us enjoying the sunshine…the beach was pretty busy too. The sun was straight in-front of me when I took the shot below - hence the rather rather bleached outcome. I'm sure there's a button or a knob on my camera that would help in such circumstances, if only I would read the manual. Luckily, the wind behaved itself whilst we were there. In a blow, the anchor might drag and right behind us was a rather perilous group of rocks to end up on. Paradise Bay is well known for its beautiful turquoise water and it certainly didn't disappoint yesterday. We've been to this beach many, many times over the years, but this was our first visit on the boat. It won't be the last for sure. The day was such a treat that we didn't want to leave and as a result we ended up having to do the last couple of hours sailing back in the dark. Mind you we were surrounded by boats who had obviously thought the same, which meant there was a sprinkling of red, green and white navigational lights all around us… it was rather pretty really. By eight o'clock Comino was safely tied up at her berth and we settled down for a night on-board. Actually, it's been a bit scorchio all week so the boat has been our home since last Monday.
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A FEW PICS OF COMINOClick a photo to enlarge and use side arrows to scroll through.
COMINO IS CURRENTLY HEREDID SOMEONE SAY SEAFOODOn our journey from Portugal to Greece we enjoyed amazing seafood almost everywhere we stopped. Finding the local fish market was always a priority because seafood was so plentiful and so reasonably priced. And, the displays were a feast for your eyes.
Locating a market sometimes meant pounding the pavements in searing heat, but if you kept your eyes peeled, you often came across a little clue. The pic below was a rather less than subtle advert for a fish market - it was eight feet tall.
Freshly cooked onboard, a plateful of giant prawns, baked in wine and garlic, washed down with a few glasses of local vino, was like heaven. Watching the sunset on the boat eating a meal like that was the epitome of "living the dream".
Now we're in Greece we've another favourite to savour. I'm talking about fried Calamari. It's usually good, but every now and then it's off-the-scale fantastic. At Natalie's Taverna on Kontokali Beach in Corfu, it was nothing short of epic.
We're based in Lefkas now and It's been a bit of a mission to find somewhere just as good. And we have. Rakias is a mere ten minute walk from the marina and this little fish market, with its very own taverna attached, is quite sensational.
Oh...and it's also worth mentioning that, on occasions, a bit of barbequed Octopus is on the menu at some of the tavernas we frequent. Can I resist....no. SUNSETS AND DRAMATIC SKIESNo filters, or any other monkey business, have been used to enhance these images.
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