The winds were in our favour and we left our last idyllic anchorage of Barbatoia on Elba at sunrise. Thomas is in theory a very big fan of getting up early and sailing away with the sunrise, but in practice this takes a lot of persuasion from my side: ‘Thomas, do you smell the coffee? The wind is exactly right! Let’s go to Corsica today, you love Corsica!’
We motored around the Punta di Fetovaia and pointed the bow to Bastia. We were getting good speeds and almost made it halfway when we decided to use the amazing wind to round the Cap de Corse and head immediately to the westside of the island. We were picking up my sister Suzanne the next day, and if we had already rounded the cape it would save us two relatively uninteresting days of sailing as the wind was predicted to die the next day.
We were making good progress, until we came closer to the cape and the wind started turning and we had to tack into it. We saw other boats fire up the engine and round it with ease, but as we are not in a hurry we wanted to do it on sail. That was a rookie mistake. Three hours later we didn’t come any closer to the cape and we decided to motor anyway.. It was already half past seven when we were on the other side, where there were no sheltered anchorages so we had to motor all the way through to St. Florent in the dark. It felt like a mistake to lose a few hours tacking, but we were also excited to anchor in the dark for the first time. We checked out the bay of Saint Florent on satellite view in google maps and noticed that almost the whole bay had a sandy bottom, which means easy and secure anchoring. That eased our minds and we enjoyed the sunset on the water. We were even accompanied by dolphins who swam with us for a short while, but we were probably going a bit too slow for their taste..
I picked up Suzanne in Ajaccio which took all day using almost all modes of transportation thinkable. The road trip through the island was breathtaking. We got a glimpse of what was about to come and it definitely looked good! Thomas stayed with Scehawk to give her a much needed clean after a month of sailing. Luckily he did, because we had anchored right on top of the only patch of seaweed (which means that the anchor doesn’t dig in) in the bay and started dragging when the wind changed direction. He had to re-anchor single handed while I got anchor alerts on my phone all the way in Ajaccio. ‘Your boat might be drifting’ is not something you want to read when you’re a 3 hour drive away.
With our precious new cargo on board we loaded up on fuel and water and headed off for what would turn out to be the most beautiful beach of Corsica: Saleccia. It was only a short sail so when we dropped the anchor we had half the day to spare in the blue water and white sand. We could even see the shadow of Scehawk on the sandy bottom. Suus brought a photogenic toy for us, Günther the pink flamingo. It even matched our twinning bathing suits.
The next destination was Calvi, where we grabbed a mooring ball for the evening and enjoyed our last night with Suus in town. The next day we rented another car and drove to Ajaccio along the west coast. It took a lot longer than we expected but we were able to drop Suus off right on time to fly home to her cute family. Cheers to her first baby-free holiday since 2015! Next time bring them with you though.