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Day 60 Nexø on Bornholm


We left Kalmar on the 21st and headed for Bornholm it was a beautiful sail, initially we were headed to Karlskrona in Denmark, which was only 40 miles but the sailing was so good we decided to take the fair winds and cover some ground.

The weather Gods did not agree with our idea and the wind just continued to build and unfortunately went nearly on the nose. I turned 20 degrees to head for Nexø to give us a better point of sail.

Earlier we had seen Jolief who had left Kalmar the previous day and they were behind us and headed for Christiansø however the wind and waves increased and I said the Linda that I will be surprised if they go there because it might be rough. Christiansø is a small off lying paid of rocks with a small marina built between them. Sure enough after a few hours of bashing to windward we got a message from Jolief that they were joining us. We took their lines for the second time and they were very relieved when Linda threw together a pasta dish and they ate with us. They had had a wet rough time. Those on Sea Crusader were much better protected and didn't get wet at all (not gloating).

The following day we had a day of fixing things. There were so many little jobs on board that needed doing that I just worked all day. I also bought a new line for the main sheet as the original had so many twists in it I simply could not stop it from tangling. In the evening we ate on Jolief and had great Mediterrean style food which was all new to me, I have obviously being going to a different part of the med!

Jolief left this morning and Linda and I decided to go to the beach so I had to assemble the bikes. A neighbouring boat had told us about this wonderful beach that was 6km away. We set off with the wind against us but the whole journey was on a cycle lane and was signposted at every point. However, it was 10km not 6km and with the wind against us not everyone was pleased.

We arrived at this charming resort and stopped and had an ice cream. We then rode to the entrance locked up the bikes and proceeded to walk along the lane and up a sand dune to the beach. When I reached to top I was amazed to see that the sea was more than ½ a mile away and one would have to negotiate several large dunes. It is difficult to describe the size of the dunes but if you have seen Ice Cold in Alex you have an idea. There was no way we were going to get to the beach, just ascending the first dune was Linda's limit. So we went over the brow and ate our packed lunch on a sloap of about 40 degrees and enjoyed the peace and calmness. All in the world seemed good at this point. After a couple of hours and without sliding down we left. Needless to say the return journey meant we had the wind on our backs and took us no time at all, and we were left wondering why we had made such a fuss on the outward journey, well it was quite tough.



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