Got up around 7.30pm and went up to the saloon to join the others for breakfast. The sky and sea still looked turbulent and the weather hadn’t decided what it was going to do yet, but at least it was dry (for the moment!) 🙂 After a light breakfast of cornflakes, toast and marmalade, washed…
Well, this blog entry probably won’t be of any interest to anybody, as we just spent the day with my cousins in Belfast. So please therefore feel free to skip this entry. 🙂 My mother was from Belfast and my two cousins, Alan and his wife Margaret, and Brenda and her husband Adam, still live…
As our meeting time for our scenic excursion this morning wasn’t until 9.15am, we got up at eight and looked out of the window, to find ourselves docked in picturesque Tórshavn, capital of the Faroe Islands. We had been here twice before, in 2006 and in 2016, but it’s such a lovely place, all green…
We awoke at 6.00am to the rumble of the yacht’s engines as she put to sea once more towards our next exciting port of call. Going back to sleep, we got up at half past seven and got washed and dressed before making our way upstairs to the dining room for breakfast. As we walked…
Woke up briefly just after 5.00am to the rumbling of the Solaris‘ engines as she put to sea once more. I had no difficulty falling asleep again, rocked by the vessel’s motion, before the alarm went off at half seven, giving us half an hour to be ready to go up for breakfast. As we…
We awoke, refreshed from our nap and raring to go, and made our way to the saloon where we were to meet our English-speaking local guide for a walking tour of Split at five o’clock. While it was still cloudy, the rain had so far kept away, and we hoped it would continue that way….
When the alarm blasted our eardrums in the middle of the night – that is, 2.30am – I awoke with a start and it took a few minutes to realise we weren’t in our own bed at home. That is because we’d driven down to Gatwick Airport from Durham the day before, and were now…
At some point during the night we had woken up to see that the Arcadia was on the move again, making her way back along the North Sea canal. It was a pity we weren’t in Amsterdam again today, but we had a nice relaxing day at sea to look forward to instead. 🙂 In…
Once more on the deck I standOf my own swift gliding craftSet sail! Farewell to the landThe gale follows fair abaft A Life On The Ocean Wave – Henry Russell Today would see the first of two full days at sea en route to Southampton. It was a good feeling, when we woke up, to…
It was another early start this morning, the alarm going off at 7.00am as the Queen Victoria headed towards the port of Málaga. It was a long time since we’d sailed into Málaga; in May 1995 in fact, on the Seawing. I should imagine the port will have changed beyond recognition. In any case, this…
