August 4, 2013
As
much as we loved Amalfi, the expense of the marina was enough to have us moving
on the next morning for some more coast hugging around to nearby Salerno. Once
more the scenery was incredible, as was the number of boats of all shapes and
sizes buzzing back and forth. The beaches were more crowded than a Tokyo
subway at peak hour. Out on the water the four of us on board were feeling very
relaxed and thankful we weren’t in there competing for a couple of square
metres of space.
There was not one single dull spot during the two hour run to Salerno. Instead every minute provided postcard scene after postcard scene. We've included a selection of photos Rob took as we made our way along the coast which provide a few glimpses of what we enjoyed.
How's the monastery clinging to the cliff top at Salerno? Check the pic above to see how high up it is. |
With
just a very gentle north westerly blowing Salerno was a perfect stop. We were
able to anchor all on our own quite close to a beach in the centre of the city
but behind the protection of the huge harbour walls.
No need to spend the money in one of Salerno's marinas when we could anchor well sheltered, just off the beach in the centre of town |
We
had planned to take the dingy ashore for a look around but it soon became
obvious that we had unwittingly grabbed ourselves a front row spot for some
serious celebrations building up. On one end of the sand a very serious beach
soccer venue was being finalised complete with grandstands, flood lights, big
public address system and cheer squads. At the other end near a small fishing
marina what was clearly going to be religious celebration was about to get
underway. Within half an hour we were surrounded by small boats anchoring to
watch whatever it was that was that was going to happen.
A
while later the football crowd got going to our left. To our right what sounded
like an alternating mix of prayers and hymns began blasting out from a good
sized PA system as a decorated fishing boat appeared from the marina complete
with a large icon of the Virgin Mary on deck. It set off to the south across
the bay and disappeared from our sight. The prayers/hymns ashore continued but
were periodically drowned out by the cheers when one football side or the other
found the back of the goal net and about an hour after watching the boat head
off we saw and heard a large amount of fireworks being set off on the south
side of the bay. Ten minutes later another lot went up a little closer and then
another closer still. The pattern continued over and over again along the
shore. The boat carrying the Madonna was heading back our way and as it passed
each bay or marina another set off fireworks would explode in the sky. Being
broad daylight it seemed a bit pointless to us but what would we know.
Eventually
it reached the main harbour at dusk and a massive amount of gunpowder was expended
in the skies from the big breakwater we were anchored beside. Now it was
getting impressive. It was getting darker as the boat returned to the marina
and the Madonna was transferred to a stage ashore. Of course this was marked by
another huge display of fireworks to drown out the constant Gregorian Chant
like drone coming over the PA.
After
more speeches and prayers, the Madonna was hoisted aloft for a tour of the city
at the head of a procession of the following faithful – and some of the footy
crowd now the games were over. Enough fireworks exploded over the roofs in
various areas as the parade passed to ensure climate change will reach Italy
sooner rather than later.
By
now we were starting to hope it would all come to an end. We’d had a very hard
day lazing about doing very little and, as the clock ticked towards the witching hour, we were all more than ready for some shut eye . They’d
saved the biggest till last however and the sky over the Cathedral lit up and boomed
away for the big and long finale but thankfully, just before Sunday became Monday, things went quiet in the town and we hit the bunks.
It’s
safe to say we’d now seen enough fireworks to last us until New Year’s Eve at
least.
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wow, your cruising looks amazing. Amalfi Coast is a stretch of coastline on the southern coast in the province of Salerno in Southern Italy. You have enjoy sailing cum both sailing and stretch coastline of Salerno.
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Thanks for your post.