I have come to Lakki on Leros and I have no contact with the internet so this
update will have to wait a little.
the boat has to come out of the water but it has blown very much the last week
so I have delayed the departure when I have to go up to Lakki. Looked at a
Gribfile (weather) and it said that the wind was going to be a little less
Monday morning ie 12/11. But the prophecy was false.
6:55 to go the distance 18 miles (M), but the wind persisted so it was
sometimes 16 m/s and big waves.
they called from the marina to get confirmation of the lifting and asked when
it could be. I said between 10 and 11, but then she said OK between 10 and
10.30 and then I said OK. It proved difficult to get there in time so I had to
run at higher speed on the engine than I usually do. I managed in time with
inside the crane they wouldn´t lift until the genoa, foresail, was down so I had
to snatch it down quickly.
time has been characterized by strong winds and another night of rain and
thunder a few days ago. Otherwise, it's still nice and warm.
the lifting was done, I was asked if I wanted to have the bottom cleaned and yes
I really wanted that. There was a lot of barnacles on parts of the bottom and
the rest of the red painted bottom was black. I got the boat scraped and high
pressure flushed and it looked really nice from a little distance. On a closer look,
there was a little more barnacles to remove so I removed them the following
day, before they are too hard to take away. The anchor chain with attached rope
and anchor is now on a pallet on the ground. The rain will clean it. There is a
lot of rain in the winter down here.
the crane a Swedish guy came and introduced himself, but wait a sec, you, I
have seen you before, it was here in Lakki when Ralph was with me here. We have
met every day after that. Mats Vik is his name and he has an Albin Ballad
sailboat. He lives aboard here all winter. We will see each other when I come back.
November 13, I have taken out the toilet from the head to be able to remove the
bottom valve and the bottom feed through. I have to install a new feed through and
a ball valve to make it really tight. The old one has been used since the boat
was built in 1974 and consists of a conical pipe valve molded into the hull.
can´t have it like this anymore, It needs to be changed. I had to cut away most
of it to get space, and then I drilled a bunch of holes all around to remove
it. Hard work! Now I have to purchase a jigsaw so I can cut out all around to
get rid of all that old. Must buy new things but I do not have time now before
departure, so it will be in spring time. I had a check in the store about what
kind of pipe fittings they have down here. They have no pipe bends! Must have
one to get it together again.
14 to 15
purchased. The hole is cut out, but oh so jagged it is. It was a hard job. I had
to cut it out from underneath so it was heavy. Did not know that bronze is so
hard to penetrate. I also need to file down most of the tags. Now I cannot do
more, I have no file and no more time to do it.
which dimension on the drain from the sink as well. Equal to the toilet. I can
get this at home and bring down, maybe.
heard from Mats that I have to clog all through hull fittings so no insects can
come into the pipes and that the best is not to have a chain or rope hanging
down from the bow, the rats and mice cannot get into the boat. For that reason,
I let down the last of the rope that is spliced to the chain as well,
everything is now on the ground in front of the boat. All entries are blocked
except the two holes which lets all the rainwater that comes on deck come out.
the evening, I celebrated my last day before departure with Mats that agreed to
have dinner with me. It was a nice evening with Gevalia Coffee and whiskey
afterwards. Before he left, he got some things from my fridge., I just had a
little for breakfast next morning.
day! Have stowed the bike, rubber boat and all the fenders in the aft cabin,
tough job. It is a wonderful weather with the sun shining so brightly. Under the cockpit tent it is now unbearably hot. I
can not take on my shirt yet but the jeans I have on. Must be properly dressed
when I land at home, where there is only three degrees warm. Turns off all
electricity consumptions except bilge pump that may be left in automatic mode.
the boat, without shirt, at 11:45, on foot with a suitcase on wheels, it feels
strange and new. First, I go to Mats and give him the last milk that I did not have
has started to shape the studs that he shall have to attach outside the hull as
a template. He has rebuilt his ballad and made it longer but the shape was not
like he wanted so this is what he wants to change now during the winter. Now
I´m cool enough to put on my shirt, must look a little decent when I go up to
the Marina Office and ask them to call a cab. It´s coming directly they say.
back down to Mats and say goodbye and gets my suitcase. The taxi comes as
promised and I'm finally on my way. The taxi went a small road with gorgeous
views instead of taking the high road.
the airport I had to wait almost two hours.
rather small propeller plane started shortly after 2 PM and flew me to the Athens.
I never thought that a propeller plane can accelerate so fast that it feels
like a jet plane at the start. Huge, but it is needed since the runway is very
short on Leros. After 55 minutes I was in the Athens.
I only had two hours waiting for the next plane took off towards Brussels. In
Brussels, there was only one and a half hours before the next plane started to
Gothenburg. At Landvetter Åsa met me when the plane landed at 10, - eight hours
after the start of the journey. It was indeed very cold at home. She had
brought a thick gorgeous sweater that I could have under the jacket. So very nice
Better at home in the coldness, where you can get into a warm cozy house and be dressed well, than in
the boat with maybe 10 to 12 degrees and must have the heating turned on.
Diesel or land electricity, expensive in each case, but especially no company.
It has been very lonely last time down there so I'm very glad to come home to
my Åsa again.