Tom Döhler
Wednesday was a bit of a weird day. We had a decent 60 miles passage to Rome ahead of us, and I always get a bit restless when we’re planning to sail through the night. We also had to figure out how to get diesel from the tiny marina without sending Bini down the same path as the Costa Concordia.
We took the dinghy to shore and walked into the marina to check the scene before we’re trying an approach with Bini. The town of Giglio is absolutely gorgeous, windy streets up and down the mountains between hickeldy-pickeldy houses sprinkled along a rocky coast. The makeshift fuel pontoon in the marina looked rather shady and the sea very shallow, but the overly relaxed dude manning the fuel pump ensured us that we’ll be just fine. So back to Bini we went and made our approach into the marina, which turned out easier than we thought.
Once filled up with diesel we went back to the anchorage for a last swim in the bay. It all felt a bit like the summer was coming to an end, and we both had that terrible Sunday evening last-day-of-vacation feeling. it was weird! We left the anchorage at about 16:30 and set out for our 14 hour passage to Rome. We were both excited to find some wind, as all the forecasts that we checked agreed on a nice 15 knots just behind the beam, all the way down to Rome. Well what can I say – once out there we found nothing. At least we had following seas, which made the 14 hours of motoring somewhat bearable.
We felt a bit of being cheated out of a nice sail, but were compensated with the most stunning sunrise I have ever seen as we approached Rome. Once safely moored in the marina, we spent most of the day cleaning Bini, eating a sneaky burger for lunch and packing our stuff for Camilla’s birthday weekend trip.
Traumhafter Sonnenaufgang und fettiger Burger???