Our guests
arrived and quickly settled in on board.
That meant snacking on a few olives, drinking quaffable wines (I’m no
longer allowed to say cheap! Ed.) and comparing
refreshing local beers at the nearby Marina Café. Life was not without its arduous duties however
so the KIPS took off for a serious day of sightseeing in Gibraltar and the
Motleys got on with departure prep.
Aside from the usual chores, WJ3’s dodger needed to be repaired. A sharp crack from an errant staysail sheet had smashed one of the ageing acrylic window panels during the trip down and WJ3 had sailed into Gibraltar Bay looking battle scared, as if she was wearing an eye-patch. Nelson would have approved.
A Fitness Class at the boat show ? |
Life at the
Alcaidesa Marina was comfortable, if somewhat uneventful - except of course for
the boat show. Although interesting it
was certainly not up to Annapolis standards.
To be fair, we left the day Nelson’s schooner “Pickle” was due to pull
in, which could have made the difference…possibly. We wondered too if the schooner’s name was a little
mischief meant to amuse their neighbours in Gibraltar as we hadn’t spotted any ships
of interest. Unless you count Disney’s huge
white cruise liner “Magic”. Rather more
stylishly, it departed with a few notes from “when you wish
upon a star” ringing over Gib's harbour. Sure beats the standard morose blast!
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