The Boatblog Returns

Welcome back Boatbloggers ®

It finally dawned on us that…

So we decided to get one!

We found this in a field somewhere outside Canet en Roussillon…

So we made an offer, and in the space of a few months the nice people at Catana turned it from this…

into this…

and then to this…

and this…

And finally to this…

It was bloody cold when we picked it up, but we still celebrated.

You’re meant to break the bottle on the side of the ship, but we didn’t want to put a dent in it so early on. Besides, why waste all that lovely French champagne?

But it’s not all just boozing and enjoying yourself. Well it is, but moving onto a boat is about the same moving into a house,

…except you have to walk the plank every time you bring something on board.

But it wasn’t long before we had everything Shipshape and Bristol Fashion, and we were off to sunnier climes…

First stop down to Barcelona, then Menorca and Mallorca, up to La Grande Motte and Toulon on the South coast of France, then back down to the Balearics, over to mainland Spain and following the coast to Gibraltar, through the Strait to Cadiz, before ending up on the Algarve coast.

Doesn’t she look great! (All together now) And the boat’s not bad either. Here we are moored up in Gibraltar.

Gib, as us sailors call it, has everything you need. Duty free fuel, duty free fags, a Morrisons selling black pudding, bacon and Melton Mowbray Pork Pies and all the other things you miss when you’re away for a long time.

And this…

What more could you want? Curry and Sushi in one place. Though it turns out it’s a bit difficult eating curry with chopsticks.

One of the great things about having a superyacht in the Med is that it turns out that you have a lot of friends. OK, so technically it might not be a superyacht, but we it’s pretty darn super. So we have had lot’s of visitors…

James & Emma

Nick & Shelagh

Paul & Selina

Martin

Carol &

Simon

Jo

Jane & Ian

And of course – this bunch…

And Mr Nick Cursi came all the way from Cape Town to see us – but we didn’t get a picture.  Oh no! You’re just going to have to come again Nick.

When Joe arrived he had come direct from a wedding, which is why he turned up half sailor, half usher.

…But we soon got him into the proper gear.

Rory taught us to windsurf

Joe even caught a fish…

…though Lyn doesn’t look too impressed. We were going to use it as bait to catch something bigger, but unfortunately Joe dropped the rod over the side. Doh! However, this was not the end of our fishing triumphs. One night, a wave broke over the trampoli…sorry – I mean the nets, and we caught a squid!

Though it was a bit whiffy by the time we found it.

It’s always good to have guests, as their help is invaluable when crewing the boat.

  

   

             

* Editor’s Note:-Simon is rather pleased with the picture of him and Ju by the dinghy, because he thinks it makes HIS stomach looks smaller than Ju’s. Our readers can rest assured that this is in fact nothing other than a trick of the light caused by a highly unusual camera angle. For those Boatbloggers® who wish to get a more accurate impression please scroll to Appendix A at the end of this article.

One of the things that has struck me as we have sailed down from France, is how many things you aren’t meant to do. There are little signs put up all over the place banning this that and the other, so for one blog, and one blog only, please welcome…

THE BOATBLOG® SIGN COLLECTION

No Cars

No Horses

No People

No Dog Poo & No Stealing Trees

No Climbing

No Trilbys

We’ve told you about that dog before

No Drowning

No Anything

And you definitely mustn’t do this…

(That’s enough signs. Ed)

Ju thought it was time to get with the zeitgeist, and follow the fine example set by Ben and be a bit more vegetarian. It didn’t start well.

TOFU

RIBS

It’s nice to socialise, and enjoy a few quiet sundowners in the evening. Ju and Martin went to an All You Can Eat Argentinian Steak House. Unfortunately Martin thought it was an All You Can Drink Argentinian Steak House.

Ben struggles to reach his glass…

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And Lyn enjoys a piscine of rosé.

But it’s not all just boozing and having fun. (Hmmmm. Ed) 

There’s work to be done.

(Editor’s Note:- That’s Simon in the yellow shorts helping to put the bridle on. His stomach may be smaller, but who’s got the best bum? Answers to the usual address, and the first person with the correct answer gets to take the Captain out for dinner. )

Keeping fit is vital for the international sailor, so we have yoga…

Swimming…

And acrobatics…

This week’s blog competition is called, MATCH THE WALL. This is an advanced technique used by the Urban Warrior to blend into his or her surroundings.

RORY

LYN

JU

And the winner is ……Ju. With his wonderfully garish orange and black combo. He’s not called The Chameleon for nothing.

His “sun-bleached” hair even matches the window frame. Splendid attention to detail. Well done Ju.

And now we come to the Arty Farty Prize. And this blog has a number of very strong entries.

“Misty Sunrise” by Lyn

“Sails” By Paul Miller

“Boat” by Ju

All excellent contenders, but the winner is…. Rory with “Spike Leaves.”

And in a new category called “Sailor’s Delight,” we show off some of the Red Sky At Nights we have seen – no filters used…

And this last one – just to prove that we do use an anchor ball.

Sometimes.

And finally a random bunch of photos from our travels, in no particular order…

Africa Through The Mist

Cave boat – The Caves of Drac

Exploding Clouds

Nice Buildings

Green Flash (For James)

Lagoon

The Red Duster

Cat in the Middle

Don’t like the look of those clouds…

A View From The Bridge

Adios for now amigos. And thanks to all our friends who came to visit us, (and let us use their photos)

Ju & Lyn

 

APPENDIX A

Simon & Ju – The True Picture