Logbook

(temporary translation from italian)

 

Space dedicated to those who want to leave a message, a thought, a memory a note!

Saturday 14 June 2008 13:24

Browsing browsing in search of our week in the boat luck
wished calling on these pages.
Sail & passion were the magic words that have turned into
reality during the cruise-strictly no charter, exactly what
we wanted.
We went together to the sea, islands and bays and harbors and villages
delightful, derogatory of the season (so low that nearly
we were alone), wind (scirocco cursed that never stops
blow), Hazard (unforgettable night under a sciara
Stromboli), individual differences (hablas espanol? Francais?), And
especially our imbranataggine. Everything is transformed into
advantage and has helped to make this experience wonderful. To
just want to find something that did not work … well say:
Christian, you are TOO! -good, likeable, competent, bravo!

Cri & Herbert

31 May 2008 by email:

Dear Christian,
Despite the proclaimed Ticket oversubscribed, we have made to board without a ticket dell’aliscafo and in half an hour to dock at the legendary Stromboli.
Our holiday continues happily, but will change from today ‘… We miss’ freedom’ and flexibility ‘that your sail, and your loved tender, represented for us. Now we have to predict everything in advance, plan, organize, instead we were with you free and safe in your hands.
You’ve been a skipper exception, every day one hundred discoveries, obstacles, solutions and lessons learned, and multilingual, and every time we’ve appreciated more and more ‘. Andrea has been conquered by his physicality ‘plastic, 58 cm away, temperament and security, you with your precision siculo-Swiss, competence, friendliness, depth’ feelings towards others and towards your boat, and with how we told you plan your life plan. Your kitchen then, a refined optional, really appreciated.
THANKS Christian, as we have accepted, followed and left. We recommend to all our friends who want to venture into the sea, and you expect to Amsterdam or wherever we are in the next 50 years,
A hug,
Lucia and Paul (who has left me free-wheel in the mail, but tells me that sign anyway)

Saturday, June 7, 2006

a story-SALINA: good start to the weekend hours Aeolian space with a breakfast in the cockpit based on everything from jams and typical all’esagerato strange use of nutella accompanied by an inevitable coffee prepared by the skipper. After loading vitamin cave route for the horse to Volcano terminando day sailed towards Filicudi, where friends guests on board, simpaticissimi, are about to prepare the tuna caught trolling in the morning in Salina (very good).
19.00: Arrival in Filicudi port, bay normally charming and almost safe, but that night welcomes us with a strange drabness, decide by mutual agreement to try the other port of the island, Pecorini. Upon arrival, they immediately see trees of other boats, moored on the small jetty of the village, from what I understand that you can spend the night. Solved the problems for the mooring, (in the butt to the wind about 13 knots abeam), our Sous Vent is a corner of the pier and is preparing for the night. I already feel the odorino tuna.
hours 2.00. Pecorini too good to be true! from south-east there is a slow but steady backwash that is beginning to move and insisted the boat, I have finished even sleep because the fenders are never enough in these cases and I would watch on the bridge. After a while ‘I realize that I am not the only, there are the little man on the schooner stranger next to me who is there to control the anchorage and it worries me how, just that he smokes his pipe and takes care in French. White night (my), at dawn you can not stay longer. Meanwhile I notice that the simpaticissimo Benny is awake and the other in a few minutes to let us Filicudi port to organize a mega breakfast in advance with the program.
The event takes place between very calmly to the Barrel Racing and turns with the tender, but we are soon to Palermo.
nice ride … …! Chris