We broke the inertia and reversed out of our box berth at the dock in Copenhagen.
It would be a good days sail into our first stop in Sweden, Ystad. It was a fairly uneventful sail, good winds, and we made decent time. We have no idea what the wind strength is at the moment as our wind instruments have failed, but on our last boat, “Addictive” we never had any wind instruments and we simply learned to read the ocean, the sky, and watch other boats. We are quickly getting back into that rhythm now that we have no wind instruments.
We weren’t sure what to expect arriving in Ystad – which is usual as all these places are a first for us. It is currently Swedish summer holidays, so we were expecting it to be pretty busy, and we were not disappointed. Coming in we overtook another couple of boats who followed us in, down the narrow arm of the visitors dock area. This meant that we couldn’t manoeuvre really at all, and had no choice but to look hopefully at a boat already comfortably alongside the dock enjoying their sundowners, and ask “can we raft up with you?”. They were very obliging and helped us tie up to their boat safely, as the other boats behind us rafted up to the other vessels on the dock too. We learned pretty quickly that this was going to be a quick overnighter for us, and we planned to leave the next day after we had a bit of a walk around town.
The next day arrived, and we were awoken from our slumber and comfy bed by a rap on the hull – our neighbours, the boat we rafted up to wanted to leave. Very early. As Away did not fit where they were on the dock (we rafted up to them, but we were also almost rafted up with the boat in front too), it meant that we had to leave too. Up we jumped, threw some clothes on, and we were untying the lines and bow thrusting out, before coffee.
We are heading toward Bornholm, an island south of Sweden belonging to Denmark. Bornholm is a pretty interesting place, it is one of the places that Russia would very much like to have in its land ownership books, and in fact Russia “practiced” a takeover of the island, whilst there were delegates present for a function there. So its quite a politicised island, but when we got there, all we found was an empty and calm anchorage, white sandy beaches, and some swimming.
We spent 3 glorious days here, enjoying the water and the walks on the island. Its extremely cute. Bernie enjoyed chasing his bumpers on the beach, and Adrian and I got in for a swim a few times. The water is very cold, but at the beach it was a couple of degrees warmer. The sand is fine and very white, and we basked in the sunshine. This is what its about!
One morning Adrian and I were struggling to sleep. The boat was side on to the swell, and even with such a heavy boat, we were getting chucked around. It was about 5, and Adrian looked at me and said “should we just get out of here” – Yup! I was over the rolling!
NOW, we are heading toward Sweden again and going to stay there for a while and explore the archipelagos.
