We motored most of the 67 miles to Reggio. We were hailed by the Guardia di Fiancia which were guarding their coastline. We passed two armed vessels before a third vessel came bearing down on us. Their imposing vessel came 10-15 meters off our stern. They called us on the radio inquiring to our origination, destination, number of passengers, and general route. Our responses must of intimidated them because they chose not to board.
We passed by the arched bridge way embedded into the mountainside at Capo Dell' Armi. We are sure this has been filmed in several movies. See if you recognize it.
We saw Mt. Etna, an active volcano as well as Stromboli.
Reggio turned out to be a stinky commercial harbor with limited facilities including non-potable water. We chose to make a late night 90 minute run across the Messina Straits to the Sicilian town of Messina. Sicily! Finally an Italian experience true to what one imagines ones thinks of Italy.
After provisioning the next morning we set sail to Milazzo. To get there we had to sail through the mouth of the Straits. We saw wind surfers and kite sailors. The waters became rough and we fought a strong current before the waterway opened up to the Tyrrhenian Sea, much larger body of water. For those of you familiar with the Potato Patch outside the Golden Gate the experience was much the same but larger.
Onward to Milazzo...
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