April 19 - 21, 2013
Marc threw his duffle bag on the
dock and followed it ready for his trip back to the UK. He then slipped the
lines for us and waved us off as we motored Alcheringa
out of the marina in Alicante’s huge harbour
bound for Barcelona via a number of short hops along the Spanish Coast.
Our first stop was going to be
the delightful bay at Calpe to anchor below the huge rock headland responsible
for its name. We’d been here previously, both with Moksha and Alcheringa and
very much like the place. You can read about those visits at Calpe with Moksha and Calpe on Alcheringa
On this visit we wouldn’t have time
to explore more of Calpe as it would only be an overnight anchorage for us. We
were blessed with clear blue sky and warm sunshine as we left Alicante. The
wind was very light from astern making conditions on deck glorious but ruling
out any chance of sailing so the motor stayed on.
As the morning air lost its chill
we began shedding layers of sailing gear. After the long winter we were finally
able to enjoy a bit of sunbaking on the very leisurely run along the coast,
around the headlands and past the infamous resort town of Benidorm before
rounding Punta del Albir under its magnificent lighthouse.
Looking ahead across the wide bay
to the high rock and anchorage at Calpe, we spotted a very distinct line in the
water coming our way. The predicted 10 knot northerly wind change was
advancing towards us as an invisible wall. It would be cool air off the snowy alps
so we pulled on long sailing pants and reached for the jackets thinking we’d
done well to be ready for it. Ha!
Those weather gurus got us again.
Rather than the predicted 10 knots we charged headlong into a constant 25+ knot
headwind which regularly threw in gusts well over 30 knots just for good
measure. And, it wasn’t cool air, it was bloody freezing. What a contrast to
our previous five hours of sun loving.
Punching into the short, sharp
chop and strong headwind dropped the boat’s speed from just over five knots to
under three almost instantly. After droning into it for about thirty minutes we
decided to hell with the fuel economy and the revs went up from 1,800 to 2,200
which put us back up over four knots and had us approaching the beach about forty-five
minutes later. While the wind was still
blowing, it was directly offshore and the buildings lining the beaches provided
good protection dropping the breeze to a steady 15 knots. We were able to
anchor quite close inshore in three and half metres of very clam water. We shared a bottle of nice Spanish Cava
(Bubbles) with dinner and turned in for a very nice night’s sleep.
Alicante to Calpe - 33.3 nautical miles, 6 hours 43 minutes, average speed 5.0 knots Max 5.8 knots |
We had hopes of being able to
sail the next leg, even if it was going to be upwind. The weather gurus were predicting
a 15 knot northerly, but we’re a bit cynical about their abilities by now. We
decided to head out from the shelter of our anchorage with a reefed down
mainsail in case their 15 knots was like the 10 they predicted the previous day.
This time they were closer to the
mark with the strength but still a bit wayward with direction. Instead of
northerly it was more north-easterly, the direction we needed to go before
rounding Cabo de la Nao and turning to the north-west. However we did try to
sail.
We headed up wind and well offshore before turning on the opposite tack
and running back in towards the coast. When it was time to tack out again we
looked at our progress and quickly decided that at this rate it would take
waaaayyyy too long for us to sail upwind if we actually wanted to reach our
Cabo de la Nao before nightfall. We could sail when we turned north-west around
the point. It was time for the motor to push us along again but at least we
were actually headed for our destination.
We rounded the cape to run
north-west along the coast all ready to turn the motor off to go sailing and, unbelievably, the
wind turned with us. It was still on the nose. Bugger. We motored the hour or so to Denia and found
breaking waves in the area we’d planned to anchor so that was a no go.
Karen getting the I-Pad to update our electronic ship's log at the end of the passage in Denia marina. She says books are too old school. |
Fortunately we’d selected it as
our stop because it also has a large harbour and what turned out to be an
excellent marina so we were fairly quickly inside its walls and tied up nice
and snug. As it was Rob’s birthday we thought we might as well make the most of
our surroundings. After luxuriating in the private, large ensuite type shower
and bathroom facilities provided by the marina, we enjoyed a very nice bottle
of Carva at a dock front restaurant while we watched the sunset. We followed
that great start by moving inside for
another bottle and an absolutely exquisite meal with exceptional service. The Sharme Restaurant Lounge Bar at Denia
has our vote for ‘Local of the year’
so far by a wide margin.
Marina de Denia is modern, very well equipped, with a great chandlery, excellent restaurants and the best shower facilities we've encountered. Laundrette on site. |
For Sunday, April 21, we’d
planned a short, 25 nautical mile hop to what look to e a nice anchorage off a
beach, sheltered by a headland at Cullera. We woke to not a breath of wind and
departed through the long breakwaters of Denia harbour into a very calm Mediterranean
sea.
From a distance the town of Denia looked quite interesting so we were a little disappointed there was no time for exploring before we left but Barcelona awaits. |
The wind made a weak appearance mid-morning and slowly built but never
reached any real force leaving us to motor into the bay at Cullera in the early
afternoon. There was a small swell running but we found the boat sitting
reasonably at anchor. With the wind forecast to drop out entirely we thought
all would be fine. Wrong! Bloody weather gurus. Instead of fading away, the
breeze picked up in the late afternoon building the small swell into something
far more uncomfortable.
The wind and this benign looking swell conspired to give us a very uncomfortable night of Cabo Cullera. |
There was now not enough daylight
to reach Valencia and there were really no other anchorage options in between.
The anchor was well dug in and the boat was in no danger so we simply sucked it
up and decided to ride it out for the night. It wouldn’t have been too bad but
about 9.00pm the wind did finally drop but also swung a little resulting in the
boat hanging almost beam on to the swell. We rolled like hell all night making
sleep almost impossible.
Denia to Cabo Cullera - 26.6 nautical miles, 5 hours 24 minutes Average speed 4.9 knots Max 6.3 knots |
Such is life. It makes all the
glorious days we have on Alcheringa
all that much better.
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Great write up, thank you.
ReplyDeletePleased to see that we are not the only ones that seem to spend too much time with the wind on the nose on passage, and so motoring to try and get anywhere!
Happy Birthday for Saturday (?!)
Best wishes
Julian
Thanks Julian. Much appreciated.
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