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This blog is just like waiting for a London bus. Nothing happens for ages and then two come along one after the other. Out and about part two relates to our little venture last week when we decided to circumnavigate the small island of Gozo, just to the north of Malta. Please don't think this was a particularly gruelling sailing experience full of risk or daring bravado. Driving around a Tesco car park is more likely to result in a scarier incident than this, but it was on our bucket list and we decided it was time to tick the box. As I mentioned in the last blog entry we emptied the entire stock of the San Gwan Lidl before setting off just in case we got marooned on a remote beach somewhere having been sunk by a vindictive whale. In fact, it would be safe to say we could have survived for a whole year given the amount of food we were carrying. In the event no such angry whale materialised and we're still chomping our way through the contents of the larder locker even now. Straight after returning the hire car on Tuesday we slipped our lines at midday and cruised for three hours up to the quite simply gorgeous Santa Maria Bay on the island of Comino. We arrived, we ate, we swam and we slept - but not not necessarily in that order. Anchoring overnight here is nothing short of spectacular - the crystal clear water, the rocky surroundings and the sun sets and sun rises are to die for. And so the moment of truth came early on Wednesday morning as we motored the short distance over to Gozo. The clockwise circumnavigation began in earnest as we left all signs of civilisation behind us and entered the great unknown. Monumental cliffs towered hundreds of feet above us and the water depth plummeted to over a thousand feet. It was eerily quiet apart from the gentle throbbing of our engine. We were all alone; us against the elements; I felt like the nautical equivalent of Lawrence of Arabia charging out across a desolate seascape unsure what dangers lay ahead. Nicki has just read this last paragraph and told me not to write such exaggerated bull***t, particularly as it was a calm sunny day and we were never out of sight of another boat on the entire journey. Sure the sea was deep and the cliffs were amazing, but the shore wasn't more than a hundred yards away at any time. I'll continue with less creative flourish if I may. It took all of four hours to get around Gozo, including poking our nose into all the big ticket areas of interest along the way. We ended up back in Santa Maria by mid afternoon just in time for a siesta, followed by an moonlight dinner on deck and a slightly rocky night's sleep as some unexpected swell rolled into the bay. It meant the next day was largely about dozing and swimming. In other words doing what we do best - not very much at all. The evening journey back to Msida Marina gave us something we hadn't had for quite a while - a cracking sail with 15 knots of wind, not on the nose for a change. Comino likes to get her canvas out to show us what she can do. Nicki fished all the way back in anticipation of a fish pie supper. Not even a nibble, much to her disappointment. But tomorrow (Sunday) we're going out on a friends boat specifically to catch fish, so next time I write maybe it will be all about the big one that didn't get away.
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A FEW PICS OF COMINO Click 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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