Upon closer inspection in daylight Marina del Sole looks more like Marina del Hole, w/scratch & smell effects. But it grew on me with time. It was more like a cruisers haven w/a trading space for books & sundries & a small courtesy car. Never mind that the toilet is totally loose on it's fittings & on the floating dock it shakes around in every boat's wake. We managed to find an internet cafe right across the street from a lavanderia!(laundromat) What luck! After spending some time online in the little hole in the wall we find a fabulous place for lunch. The waiter spoka gooda English & gave us several variations of the fixed menu to argue about. All Sardinian specialities. See picture.
We also found an Apple store to buy an iPad as we were addicted to Terry's for the iSailor app. Now that we were off the charts, literally, we also wanted a new paper chart for the Balearics, to back up iSailor. We went to 3 marine stores, w/3 big bags of dirty laundry, looking for a chart. It seems everyone already knows what's out there, so there aren't any charts, sorry. Finally we found an old captain who had a stock of old charts, & we got one, for 10 euros! What luck! Except we realize later that it's 40 yrs. old! What luck! Good thing there aren't many landslides & earthquakes here.
We got the iPad w/a 3G chip w/the understanding it would be activated by 08:00 the next morning. You have to provide ID to activate any sim cards so Serge had had to return to the store (uphill) last evening (in the rain) w/his passport (I passed). 10:00 next morning still no activation. Serge inquires at marina office who calls the apple store who say it will be 24 to 48 hrs. for activation! No answer at 3G store. Serge has a fit & punches the nav table. Nav table wins. Serge thinks he broke his little finger knuckle. I think I'll break it for him. His right palm swells to the size of a lemon & I have nothing frozen to put on it, as we deactivated the giant empty freezer. His ego shrinks to the size of a sunflower seed as he realizes the jeopardy this puts our venture in. Within minutes we're activated. We postpone our departure another day, which gives me the opportunity to pick up those cute Italian leather boots that were on offer at the trading table. Plus I'll need something to wear to kick Serge in the ass.
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| We can't decide what feckin' beautiful morning this is. But we're pretty sure it's sunrise. |
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| This is only the anti-pasti! 2 courses w/wine, dessert, coffee, cookies, liqueur for 21 euros ea.! |
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| The 1st lighthouse south of Cagliari |
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| Rounding southern cape, 2 more lighthouses |
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| Rocky cape |
With gale force wind in the forecast, we cast off without a hitch the next day. Strong winds push us out of the harbour at a speed peaking at 11 knots, but after rounding the corner we have to sail upwind in 2 meter waves & strong headwind. The rocky coast is striking. We don't have any paper or iSailor charts for it, so hope we don't strike anything. Keep your eyes on the depth sounder, but ignore the alarms it keeps giving out for "Deep Depth". Honestly, that's what it's warning you about, it's too deep. Otto the auto pilot gets a rest as Serge has to anticipate the steering (with his left hand) Make it into Teulada, some 40 miles away, at 15:00. It's a secluded port with a brand new marina. Watch the sunset, have dinner, & go to bed early.
Sorry about 2 posts in 2 hrs., but Spain has high speed free feckin' wifi everywhere, even at Burger King.
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