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Back to the Boat

9 May

The glorious Early May Bank Holiday saw us heading for stormy Greece. Come on weather, what’s going on? A sweltering Sunday playing sardines and lugging luggage on and off trains and planes is not my idea of fun. But to be delayed due to the wet conditions at Corfu airport where they’re just not used to it, seems decidedly unfair!

Returning to a boat after the winter is always hard work. You have to unpack the boat before you can unpack any luggage for a start. Sails, dinghy and so on are all down below where there isn’t room for anything else so they get priority. Then bedding, soft furnishings and anything else that might go mouldy in the damp have to be taken out of their winter wrapping and beds made up.

By the way, making up a boat bed is a big enough job in itself – remember it’s only accessible from one side, the head end, so you have to crawl around on top of the bed to put the sheet on. Thats the sheet that has to go on top of the mattress you’re crawling around on. That’s right, underneath you where you’re on your hands and knees because there isn’t the headroom to sit up. Joy.

Having done that to a comfortable standard, the chances are you’ll find somebody needs access to the storage underneath and it all gets messed up again. You see, it’s at this point the realisation dawns that the space available to keep all those items that it seemed such a good idea in the UK to bring back to the boat is much less than you remembered.

For most crews the first job on arrival is fixing all the canvas that provides shade in the cockpit and the sun did indeed show its face the morning after our arrival. Shade for us was not to be however. We’d left the bimini and spray hood with a local couple to repair the stitching (it disintegrates in the sun). Was it ready? Of course not, but she’d deliver it at 5pm. Was it delivered at 5pm or even that night? Not a chance.

She finally arrived the following day (and had done a good job, to be fair) which is more than could be said for the character who was supposed to be repairing minor damage to the gel coat (not our fault, but that’s another story) while Desi was out of the water. Some work looked to have been done but plastic covering was still taped to her hull when we arrived. Neil has been ringing repeatedly and finally got a promise to be here at 9am today. This guy turns up at 11, borrows the dinghy, stays for about an hour and says he’ll be back on Saturday. Do we believe him?


View From the Bridge (OK, Cockpit)

11 Jun

I thought I’d share a few photos just to show the variety of places we go to. All have their charms. 

First, a recent favourite: Bungalow Bay. That’s not the name on the map, of course. It doesn’t tend to be high on the list for those who only come out here for a week or so and I wouldn’t like to be one to advertise it! 

Not every stop has quite such a pretty view. This is what we looked out on when we tied to the quay in “Little” Vathy on Meganissi. 

Don’t let this put you off, though; the view from Ian and Bobbie Streten’s “Sundowner” deck was very different – thanks for letting me use the picture, Ian. 

Sometimes you are the subject of boundless fascination or even the main source of entertainment. This was on the beautiful Assos, Kefalonia​, which is more of a land-based tourist destination as it is only suitable for boats in very settled weather so most people aren’t used to being around boats. 

Finally, early morning at anchor in Vlicho, a spot well known to the live-aboard community but rarely visited by those holidaying in nearby Nidre. 

Marina Life

3 Aug


We’ve taken the plunge. We’ve only gone and reserved a marina berth for 12 months, something we’ve never done before. It’s a logical decision for the way we want to use the boat now and less eye-wateringly expensive with the smaller version. Still enough to make us gulp a bit, though!

So we’re living the marina life for a few days and it feels like a holiday! For a start the boat is still. It seems like she’d been rocking and rolling since we left the canal. There’s a bit of wind but, with a lazy-line and land in every direction, what may have caused a few worries (for me at least) becomes a wonderful cooling breeze as we laze around the pool.


The water and electricity is included. Yes, shore power!!! Fans everywhere and everything charged up plus unlimited hot water on tap. Desi has had a good wash down and there are showers – real showers, you know, the ones that gush water from overhead and you don’t have to pump out afterwards.

The supermarket on site is good for the basics but a short walk away there’s a huge one (by Greek standards) where we went a bit mad on arrival. Thank goodness for the granny shopping trolly! The whole area is geared up towards yacht maintenance and we’ve sussed out a few places who may be able to help sort out a few things for us over winter.

Yes, it’s been a lovely break but now we’re hankering for the bays near by. And we can come back any time we like. Happy face.


20 May


I’m sitting at home in the UK, missing Neil and all things Abu Dhabi even as I cherish every moment with my family. Although it’s wonderful to be able to spend time outside I’m fed up of feeling cold. I’m longing for warmer climes.
Friday still feels like the weekend and friends are posting pictures of brunch so I really don’t want to do any more housework or DIY. So I’m spending my time looking at pictures of the boat and remembering our life as a liveaboard. I now have the urge to share some of the said pictures from our first year in the Ionian on dear old Seren Mor.




There you go. I feel better now.