As usual we started off motoring, but as the morning progressed we were able to motor-sail. At one point, though, with full sails up, on a beam reach, in 10 Kts of wind, we sailed. Unfortunately that didn’t last long and the mainsail started to flop around in less than 5 Kts of wind, exacerbated by the short, steep swell we had on the beam.
With the mainsail down and on the trusty headsail alone again, we continued on; there was no time to dilly dally today, given that we had just over 70nm to cover.
At 0800 Roy went for a nap; he didn’t have a good night’s sleep at all, although Elaine was dead to the world. She vaguely recalls hearing Roy wandering around and muttering something about wanting to know where the yacht was; clearly he’d forgotten we were tied to a dock.
By 1100 we were at the halfway mark, but with the uncomfortable sea state and bouncing around all over the show, Elaine postponed doing the laundry, although we did manage to run the watermaker.
By 1445 we could see land again and thankfully the sea state had started to settle down.
By 1630 we were anchored off the very unattractive looking town of Crotone, with its shabby looking high-rise buildings jammed together along the waterfront. We hadn’t intended to go ashore, but after our initial impressions, we decided we were definitely not going ashore. Instead, we had an early dinner onboard and a reasonably early night. However, the swell made for a very rolly, uncomfortable night, precluding us from a good night’s rest and the fireworks set off at midnight didn’t help matters either.
The highlight of our day, though, was a virtual tour of the Cadman Jr household’s new home, with running commentary from our grandson, William. This was followed by a chat to Brooke and the twins, who seemed very preoccupied with whatever it was they were doing. Having seen the new home in various stages of construction when we visited in March, it was nice to see it furnished and everyone more settled again.
