Cagliari - 20 September 2021
It was a prompt start this morning. On Saturday we had visited a chandlers, but they did not have what we wanted. They said that they could order it but it might take 2 days to get here, and if we wanted them to do this, we should return early on Monday morning. We were in the shop by 9:30. There were a couple of things that we needed, the one that required ordering was a spare impellor for the engine. We had used our spare while in Bosa, and we don’t like being without at least one spare.
The other thing that we needed was a new controller for the
anchor winch. This has been an ongoing issue for some time. We have 2 and had eventually
proved that the primary one does not work, and the backup does. However, during
the intervening years, the design of the connection has changed and they did
not have one of our configuration. After weighing up the possibilities, we
concluded that we should replace the fitting on the boat with the new style and
get the new controller to this specification and a new connection for the
backup controller. So far so good. We
talked to the guy in the shop about the connections and on examination it
seemed that some did not have the ability to be screwed together, they had to
be soldered. In a nice way, we were told
how important it was to have a soldering iron on a boat, which we don’t! Anyway we left the shop with all the pieces
we needed. Later in the day, after the boats connection was changed and the new
controller was working beautifully, I looked at the new backup connection, and
realised that this also needed to be soldered. I never thought I would be
wandering through the back streets of a city, trying to buy a soldering iron.
Google maps was helpful in identifying hardware stores, but the definition
seemed quite broad, and the first 3 places were either closed or had the wrong
type of goods, locksmiths etc. We got to see parts of the city that we would
never have otherwise visited. Eventually we were directed to the right shop and
we are now the proud possessors of a soldering iron. Every boat should have
one!
It was very much a shopping day, as we also went to the
supermarket to stock up with food for the next few days. We have friends
arriving tomorrow night, and if the weather allows, we want to leave on
Wednesday for Sicily. We expect the crossing to take about 36 hours and our
plan will be to anchor initially on arrival, so we need food for 4 or 5 days. We
found a supermarket that would deliver to the marina, and this took a lot of
the difficulty out of transporting all the food back to the boat. The procedure
is that you go to the supermarket, shop as normal and pay. They then store it
until the agreed delivery time and bring it to you. The guy was able to stop right
next to the boat and just passed the food over the fence. All very easy.
We also had another chandlery visit, to ensure that we had
the charts we need for Sicily. The ones we have stop about half way between
here and there, which is not ideal. The company that makes the charts for the
boats chart plotter has their act together. Individual stores do not hold stock
of the electronic charts, they just download them to appropriate cards when they
are required. It is very reassuring that you won’t be caught out without the
charts you need.
Where we are moored is right next to one of the main
promenades along the seafront, in the middle of the town. It is always
interesting to watch the people walking past although I’m not really sure if
they are our entertainment or we are theirs.
The quayside, in addition to doing sterling service as a “lover’s
land”, also hosts fitness classes from time to time. The guy who runs them has
an impressive amount of kit that he sets out, and is obviously also super fit.
He spent at least 30 minutes alone on gymnastic exercise before the class
participants arrived. The session is a form of circuit training and he has a
bell that goes off about every 30 seconds to indicate the time to rotate
through the exercises. We put on some gentle background music to mask this as
we sat on deck eating our evening meal.
Steve (and Tricia)
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