Jib Cluster

From where we were bound to a buoy.

From where we were bound to a buoy.

Approaching Ischia, Italy from Sardinia after a night on Tyrrhenian Sea.

good wheels, good tunes, good travels.

Waiting out the night.

Heading towards Corfu

Such a sweet island off the north coast of France. Tiny and quaint. One restaurant that was closed, much to our dismay as we all wanted fresh mussels.
This is a view while we were going to land on our little inflatable rib for breakfast, leaving Songline anchored.

This is a common sight as we journeyed across the Mediterranean to islands and country ports.

As we sailed across the sea into the night…

Its looks fairy book to me. Near St. Malo, France