July 25 - 26 2013
The next stage of our meanderings down the
Italian coast was a reasonably long, 50 nautical mile (92 kilometre) run south
to the town of Gaeta. We chosen it as our destination by virtue of the fact
that it was located on a narrow peninsula with anchorages on either side so
regardless of where the weather was coming from we expected to be able to find
shelter rather than having to go into a marina.
Considering
the distance we had to go, we were awake early with the anchor coming up before
the sun. The pre-dawn provided plenty of light for us to get on our way under
motor in very calm glassy conditions. We were expecting some wind later but
initially it was all up to our 75 horsepower Yanmar diesel to push us
southwards but discovering we were being slowed by an adverse current wasn't what we wanted for breakfast.
Not far
along our way, we passed a really cool looking castle built on a low rocky
point. In the early light it appeared very atmospheric with its arched bridge
to the shore and remnants of an ancient harbour. Sailing along the coast we
never really know what we will see along the way and on a nine or ten hour
passage like this one it was great to spy different things which broke up our
day.
A couple of
hours further along we rounded a high headland with its peak cloaked in wispy cloud which took on a whole
different look as the rising sun backlit it. Next came an interesting tourist
development that had been built around an old fortified tower. One thing we
didn’t appreciate coming across was a complete refrigerator floating along in
the water. Unbelievably this was the fourth we’d seen this summer. By now the breeze
was just starting to freshen so we were motor sailing along at near seven knots
and very thankful we’d spotted it early. The idea of being unsighted at night
and punching our fibreglass bow into one of these at speed doesn’t bear
thinking about.
The north
westerly continued to pick up and, as we passed by an ancient temple in the
distance on shore, we were enjoying a nice downwind sail maintaining six plus
knots quite effortlessly. We were approaching the high, castle topped cliffs of
Gaeta before we knew it.
Approaching Gaeta we had a steady 16 to 18 knots but rounding the point got a little more interesting. |
As we rounded the point and turned more beam on, local
affect channelled and accelerated the
wind accelerated giving us some exciting moments of 25 to 30 knots with full
mainsail and genoa out. We chose to sail well out into the protection of the
wide bay before turning into the wind and getting the sails down.
The area we’d
originally planned to anchor looked very industrial and quite grungy so we
motored in and had a look in a small bay just south of the hilltop Castillo and
were very pleasantly surprised to find a perfect anchorage. It was well sheltered with good
holding in only five metres of water just off the esplanade of the very
attractive medieval town. It wasn’t
marked on our charts as an anchorage but a small handful of local pleasure boats
were propped in there so, when in Rome do as the Romans do. We were a little
concerned when about half an hour later a police boat approached us. Once they
confirmed we were a British registered boat they wished us a pleasant stay and
moved across to an Italian yacht where they proceeded to do a very thorough
check of all his papers and safety equipment on board. Funnily enough, by the time they'd finished with that poor bloke, all the other boats had scarpered and we were left on our own.
Our spot in
the bay was perfect for a very relaxing BBQ dinner and glass of wine or two
watching the foreshore come alive with locals in the early evening. The town
looked so nice we decided to stay the next day and have a look around. That
night we could see what looked like a small bush fire high up on the mountain
slopes to the north. By the time we
awoke next day the smell of smoke was in the air and a light haze covered the
whole bay. The fire had obviously spread quickly because before too long two aerial
water bombers were in operation, swooping down in the centre of the bay
scooping load after load and flying into the hills to dump it on the flames.
Two water bombers kept flying through the smoke haze were picking up water throughout the morning out in the bay |
After
catching up with a few boat jobs in the morning we headed ashore just after
lunch. The old quarter around the harbour is really very quaint. The narrow
streets, twisting stairs and vaulted passage ways climb steeply up the medieval
village built on and around the promontory under the walls of the Castillo. The
cathedral, originally built in 1106, and the 10th century church of
San Giovanni a Mare are close neighbours while down in the harbour a character
filled old seaman’s chapel was well worth a look. After a good wander around
the place we settled into a nice café with a bottle of local wine and made the
most of their free WiFi to catch up with emails, facebook our blog etc.
For what
was intended to be just shelter for the night, Gaeta proved to be a very
pleasant way for us to spend another day in the Mediterranean.
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