Guardia dei Mori Carloforte

... streets - serving great fresh orange (for Kevin) and Prosecco for me!!! Bliss. Booked out on the next available flight - which was to Madrid and booked a cheap aparthotel for the night before flying on somewhere warm.

It just coincidentally took us to Lanzarote, which we know and love and we thought, what the heck, let's just go and chill out there till the dollars run out!

... batteries under the floor in the saloon and was not impressed with the amount of water in the bilges and one thing after another started to ring alarm bells.

The last remaining memeber of the party; Sappha from Berlin, was due in that evening. Not a great day. Dinner eventually appeared just after Sappha at 10.15, Mushroom Risotto is not Kevin's first choice.

Overnight we decided that we just didn't have to do this. It ...

... again and riding a moped around. The price for the plane was even a little cheaper as I could fly Jetstar home from Bangkok. However, as much as I would love to go there, I am feeling so lazy to go on overnight buses and move around for another month. I would prefer to go there at another time and do it properly. Also every dog I see almost sends me to tears. I miss my dogs....So I practically spent 2 entire days in an internet cafe. Clicking back and forth ...

... we have no choice but to follow, so we trail behind a little and just discussed between the two of us various aspects of the structures.

After the nuraghe we wander off and find a bar to have some lunch in and then move on to Laconi. We’ve come to Laconi to see the ruins of a castle – built around 1053. The castle is tucked away within 22 hectares of park land, which is stunning. We amble through enchanting woodlands of pine, cedar and oak ...

... where there was a shop – well, the nearest shop of any description at all was 5 miles away, we are after all staying in a converted monastery. They had arrived by taxi last night and were considering not unpacking and leaving. I did feel for them a bit, because they seemed so lost – the fact that no one here seems to speak English was also a concern for them. They asked us what we had been doing during the week and we told them about our hire car ...

... 8211; both me and the cat get busted by the waiter!! Ooops!!

Driving on round the coastline we arrive at Chia – this is the only hint at tourism we’d seen on the island, a couple of bars/restaurants which seemed to have English translations underneath. We didn’t like what we saw and moved straight on to Baia Chia and then Spartivento – just another piece of headland really, but it had a ...

... beach. The sea was crystal clear and there were very few people around at this time of day as we set out along the shore. It was a long stretch of sand, which ended in some rocks and a couple of boats, which we couldn’t get around. We decided to take a path slightly inland and then spent the next couple of hours on the headland trying every which way to get either around or over it to get to the other side, but every path we took came to a definite end. We ...

... when they fly. The staple of life on this tiny island is TUNA! They fish for tuna and it is the food of choice in all shapes and forms here. The people in Sardinia are extremely nice and helpful. Here is an example- When we were asking someone about a suggestion for a place to have dinner, a very old man with a cane came up and used hand signs to ask us if we wanted to eat. He then proceeded to walk us two blocks to a restaurant, pointed to it, rubbed his stomach ...

... for the beaches! Rani drove me up to the NE of Sardegna around the Maddalena archipaelego to Palau. Very dry island and reminded me alot of Rottnest back in Perth...with limestone like cliffs/beaches and clear clear water.  Spring, from pictures that I saw, would be the most ideal time to go I think. Like Australia in summer...it can look very brown. I bought a tent and slept on a very thin piece of foam with no sleeping bag...but it was lovely to be tenting right on the beach/water and ...

... sea and a tail wind. Don't get me wrong, Tiercel's **** (or stern for the more pedantically minded yottin' types out there) is one of her best features. It allows us to have a large 6ft wide double bed and en-suite bog in the spacious confines of her ample butt. So, enough of bottoms, now back to the tale. In order to make her sail more efficiently we had to pole the foresail out using a telescopic spinnaker pole. After erecting this to it's ...