A little gymnastics is required to get on and off Eileen when she is moored “Med. style”. I have to haul on the warps to get the bowsprit to within a meter of the quay before making a proverbial “leap of faith” as the boat swings back into position. Not so easy when loaded with [...]
Eileen of Avoca was not where I had left her! The momentary surge of panic only subsided as I spied her mast among the local fishing fleet. I’m only just getting used to finding myself relegated to the local fisherman’s pontoon. Eileen’s 23ft stature and shoal draft are to blame, but at least I found [...]
It was a pleasant flight from Brussels to Athens, and the hot meal served on my Olympic Airlines flight was memorably delectable. What I’d rather not have remembered was enduring the subsequent six hour wait for my connecting flight (obviously set as penance for daring to enjoy the trip). Conspiracy theorists will claim that poor [...]
I cringe every time I have to hear this. Family and friends, with absolutely no knowledge of sailing have rallied to harangue me incessantly on the absurdity of my impending travel plans. They would all rather I find a new job, settle down, and be responsible. Ha! No chance of stopping me now, but you [...]
