two days that paddle along a rugged coastline and rocky, with few sandy beaches when they are older to have a sheet behind the profile of a looming ugly four-story hotel overlooking the sea.
time and assist us with calm seas and gentle breeze to respect the daily stages, camping yesterday at Cala d'en Serra in Cala Benirras and today, both crowned with dozens of slides, wooden fishing boats pull in the fine dry whites of fishermen.
come out on time every night and fall when it's nightfall, and we cook around the kitchen with the lights lit on the front steaming dishes, while their boat as they are still pirates and smugglers, they leave all their lights off rigorously.
Many cormorants on our way, with a beautiful tuft on the head that sent up and down like a plumb line and a yellow stain under the eyes; specimens that glide close to our kayaks also show the feathers of the neck by dark greenish hues that recall the colors of the sea expanses. Here
the depths are deep but the Posidonia helps to keep the water so clear that seem to touch them with the tip of the paddle, the colors of the rocks are typical of a volcanic island: ocher, red, black, gray and white, in a variety that goes well with the profile of the bustling coast.
Aleppo pines everywhere, with their beautiful light green coat clean by recent rains, only once, on the headland of Cala Xarranca, a bad fire has eaten hectares of forest, leaving intact the two somehow white villas that still stand out among the blackened skeletons of trees.
humidity last night made it difficult and slow boarding and only morning at 11.30 we entered the water, also because of the alarm of 6.00 that has not played in any of the three phones activated.
As the stage tomorrow promises to be long and landings without stopping for lunch, we hope to be more Arzilli despite the abundant and rich libation of wine on board: the walnut was the usual success and delighted us tonight Franco with a "tea" of licorice right honey!
will be another night to dream ...
For photos, you must first call into the office computer, which today has already downloaded the archive "and teschiocamera manocamera, who worked almost non-stop in Punta des Moscarter, on which stands the unmistakable silhouette of a lighthouse in stripes oblique black and white so tall and thin as ever we happened to meet ...
The weather is good and with calm sea and light breeze we're respecting the daily plane, stopping in Cala d'en Serra yesterday and today in Cala Benirràs, both crowned by about ten wooden slides used by local fishermen for their beautiful white gullets. They go punctually out every evening and reenter at night, when we're cooking around the stoves with the frontal lights turned on on the smoking dishes, while them rigorously switch the lights off on their boats, as they were still pirates and smugglers.
So many sea crows on our rout, with a beautiful tuft on the head that they use up and down like a sounder, a yellow stain under the eyes and the dark feathers of the neck reflected the colors of the sea.
Here the backdrops are deep but the posidonia contributes to maintain the so clear water that seems to be able to graze them with the point of the paddle; the colors of the rock are those typical of a volcanic island: ochre, red, black, grey and white, in a variety that well it marries the animated profile of the coast. Aleppo's Pine anywhere, with their beautiful green mantle cleaned by the recent rains; just in a place, on the promontory of Cove Xarranca, an ugly fire has eaten hectares of wood, leaving intact the two white villas that camp still among the skeletons blackened of the trees. Yesterday's damp night has made the early-morning embarkation difficult and slow and only at 11,30 o'clock we have entered the kayaks on the water, accomplice also the 6,00 alarm clock that has not played in none of the three activated telephones.
As the tomorrow paddle is preannounced long and without unloadings place for the lunch time, we hope to be more lively than today, despite the abundant libations and the rich wine cellar: the "nocino" has been successful and tonight Franco has delighted us with a licorice "tisana" corrected with honey! It will be another dream night...
For the photos, it will necessary to recahrge again the computer, that today has unloaded the tapes that have worked under Punta des Moscarter, with the unmistakable profile of a lighthouse with oblique white and black bands, so much tall and thin we never seen before...
