Early next morning, all provisioned up and with improved weather conditions to boot, we headed off for the west coast of Italy. Not before a struggle to free the anchor though, which had managed to wrap itself around large rocks and grumpily refused to budge! Just as Cap’n Diver Dan threatened to launch the hookah unit (diving without tanks), it freed up. So, with wafts of an overheated anchor winch filling the bay and calm conditions returning on board, we left for another long day of motoring
At anchor under Vulcano's rim |
This small group of islands is steeped in mythology. They are known as home to Aeolius, god of the winds who gave Odysseus a bag of contrary winds whilst Vulcano is the home and forge of Vulcan. Stromboli is said to be the ancient lighthouse of the Med, guiding sailors to the Messina Straits, and on to battle with Scylla and Charydbis. Whilst there is some derision placed on those endlessly quoting Homer (& that would be me), it is just so fascinating that here before us are landmarks that inspired even the earliest of voyagers.
We cannot change the wind
But we can adjust the sails…*
“Or just turn on the X@!%!! motor, again!” the Cap’n muttered….
*Seen on of a school wall in Gozo:
Early morning Stromboli dressed in cloud with its smoking plume at top |
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