This big leg almost took me four days! Every day the same story, as if following a script: southerlies in the afternoon, northerlies in the night. In between, long and wearing calms. The one around noon, namely, awful for the extreme hot making it impossible to walk or sit on the deck, and me packed in the tiny space at the bow looking for the ephemeral shade of the sails.
Four days are already a good amount of time, especially on the small Maribelle: the land starts to become ethereal, bewitching, unreal.
Luckily, when I enter the harbor in the amazing scenery of Gallipoli, there’s a place all for me. Truly thank you, Circolo Della Vela Gallipoli.
Posted on: 3.Aug.2018 Leave a comment
