Fraser’s blog brought you with us to Calvi, where we enjoyed being tourists for a few days, but finally the wind eased off enough to allow to head south again. This time, we were aiming for the capital city of Corsica, Ajaccio, a journey of just under 11 hours. We let go the mooring ballContinue reading “Walking the Plank”
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It’s Nice in Nice
Fraser’s blog left us as we arrived in the picturesque Port of Nice, surrounded by super yachts and beautiful people. The main reason we chose Nice as a place to visit was that I have a cousin living here. Monique, her husband Remi and their two daughters live a few km from the centre, inContinue reading “It’s Nice in Nice”
Mistral and Mast Raising
Fraser’s blog brought us as far as Port Napoléon in the Mediterranean Sea, where we slotted into a comfortable berth on the visitors’ pontoon. What he didn’t mention was that as we arrived, we were told that the mast crane had broken, so we might not be able to get our mast put back up.Continue reading “Mistral and Mast Raising”
Dead Zone — Dash to the Sea
Kerry’s blog brought us as far as Valance, in need of fuel. We hung around there for a second day on Monday, as the fuel pontoon (although mysteriously closed on Sunday) was directly opposite us and temptingly close. Such things are a rare find on the rivers. Fraser had had enough of lugging containers fromContinue reading “Dead Zone — Dash to the Sea”
Frogs and French Food
Fraser’s blog left us in Joinville, an idyllic little halte next to a hotel/restaurant. We spent two nights there, enjoying the shade beneath the trees that overhung us, and also caught up with Helen and Steve, a couple of fellow boaters. The only drawback of Joinville was the froggie chorus that went on all night,Continue reading “Frogs and French Food”