2000 Chesapeake Morgan Association Fall Edition

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Tony describes a passage through the Strait of Gibralter, and told of his summer adventures in the Balearics, Ibiza, Majorca, Palma, for example, before setting sail for the French Riviera. The following is an excerpt from one of his stories: July 13 . . .

We've moved over to the Balearics and are presently anchored outside the old town of Ibiza, locally called Eivissa. We left Alicante around 3:30 pm with nice southwest winds that gave out to he old iron jenny. We had an 18-hour run in front of us. It was wonderful to sail at night again…well motor sail. The sunset was spectacular followed by a strange period of overcast skies. Around midnight, the skies cleared again and the winds picked up. Off goes the iron genny…ahhh peace! As the daylight appeared on the horizon, we were under full sail again, but the winds had changed to the east, which gave us a wonderful beam reach, but the seas became very confused and un-comfortable unfortunately. The winds change from one direction to the other here fairly rapidly and create a hectic wave pattern. We slammed our way for the next 6 hours in very short period 4 to 6 foot waves. It was quite rough.

On my off-watch, half asleep, I heard Jim yell out "land ho!" I thought - yeah yeah, I'm going to sleep, we're still at least 4-6 hrs from our anchorage. We were approaching the tiny island of Formentera (14 x 7 km.). There are quite lovely anchorages there, but due to the strong and unforecasted northeasterly winds of 17-21 kts, we chose to sail on up to Ibiza.

I had no idea the island is as big as it is. I thought it was some lil' place like Key West, where the islands tiny and the partying is hard-core. Anyway, good ol' Papeche just loved the windward sail and kept on climbing up to the island. We anchored around 1pm in the lee of a large cliff making it a 21 hr run. We had a peaceful lunch among some rather large modern motor yachts speckling the coast. I dove in for an afternoon swim. The water is really clear - around 50+ feet of visibility. Unfortunately, there's no longer any sea life to speak of. Jacques, Frenchman single-hand sailor, anchored quite a ways from us, so I decided to swim on over. I was finning and snorking it so it didn't take long to swim the 200 yds. Not one fish seen…it's strange and sad at the same time.

We chatted for a while and decided that we'd anchor in the cove of Calla de Vadella. Up come the anchors from a lovely lunch break and off we go for the 10-mile jaunt along the southwestern corner of the island. Approximately 500 yds from the coast are two enormous rocks that jut straight up into the air - one has to be over 500'. It was quite spectacular to sail between them and the island. In no time, we were anchoring in Calla de Vadella. It's a tiny cove about 250 yds deep cutting in from the rocky face of the island. Inside there's a nice beach with a cozy little resort community. There were mooring balls everywhere so we decided to tie up and find out how much it cost - "it couldn't be expensive - it's just a mooring ball…right?" NOT, out comes a young guy in a dink telling us it's 2000 ptas a night…like what?? $14 US! Here! No way! Welcome to the Balearics in the summer season. Ok, I'm not paying I'm going to anchor - the guy laughed. !!!! you! I anchored and got my anchor in good, which is quite a feat in these waters. Long story short, we stayed 2 nights there. The cute little town was full of Germans, French and Italians in order of numbers. It was hard to remember to speak Spanish to the shopkeepers! It was nice though.

We took off with the nor'wester down the island to go around to the eastern side where the city of Ibiza is. That was a strange sail! Down the western side of the island passed the two big rocks again was lovely. It gave out because we were in the lee of the island…but! Oh no! The night before a couple of hundred miles away to the southwest of us, there was the Poniente (westerlies) winds clocking around Force 8 (34-40 kts) that kicked up a swell that was coming up at us, now on the southern side of the island, and of course bouncing back from the island - so…confused seas…what else is new! The forecast for the day was northwest Force 3-5 (Beaufort Scale - 7 - 21). Whatever. They had not got it right yet.

Sure enough when we passed through the strait between Formentera and Ibiza- the wind slammed us on the nose out of the east- but of course, would you like some Grey Poupon with that monsieur! Bienvenidos al Mediterraneo! Bien Venu dans la Méditerranée! Velcome to zee Med monsieur! We [threw] out the sails and took off on probably one of the best sails I've had in a long while! Now you must realize that this strait has probably 1000 boats go through a day if not more. It's quite a busy place. You see, all the nuts from the town of Ibiza bring their ego toys out. Ibiza is predominantly a motor head town. You should see the boats! Anyway, we turned up wind into Papeche's favored tack, close hauled scooting along at 7.6 kts! In to the wind! Yahoo! We even broke an 8 during a 21 kt puff! I just giggled. . . .

Editor's note: Reports are that Tony has enjoyed the summer cruising Papeche and skippering charter boats in the Med. And he reached a special goal: . . .

After an incredible passage from Mahon, Menorca, across the ill-fated Gulf de Lion with large dangerous seas and very strong winds, to the incredibly beautiful shores of the French Riviera, I have finally arrived in Antibes. This morning I completed a long journey. Six years ago, I bought a boat, as you all well know. My goal was to retire from the military and sail off into the sunset bound for the foreign port of Antibes, France. Along the way, I modified the goal to drop anchor in the little bay at the Cap d'Antibes, where I learned to sail 28 years ago. More recently, the goal was embellished by turns of events so that I could plan to drop my hook in this little bay called La Garoupe, located on the southeastern corner of Cap d'Antibes, on my 40th birthday. Well, I'll be damned if it didn't all come true!! You have to watch out what you pray for! It just might come true!

This morning, I dove from my most wonderful vessel, Papeche, into the crystal clear waters and swam the 200 meters to the shore, where I first hoisted a sail on an Opti, to complete the journey. (For those that don't know, I spent my teen years growing up in this fantastic part of the world - I was very lucky.)


2 cans Bush's Chili Mac
2 cans DelMonte chunk style tomatoes
1 pound ground turkey
1 large onion (preferably Vidalia), rough-chopped
1 tsp sugar

Brown onion and turkey together in nonstick pot. Add Chili Mac and canned tomatoes. Cover, lower heat to simmer for 10 minutes. Add sugar to taste. If you like it meatier, use 1&1/2 pounds turkey. Tastes even better if cooked a day ahead.

1 pint mayonaise
3 Tbsp chili sauce
3 tsp curry powder
1/4 tsp salt
1/4 tsp pepper
1 tsp garlic powder
1 Tbsp grated onion with juice
1 Tbsp Worcestershire Sauce
Mix and chill. Excellent with raw vegetables. Keeps well if refrigerated.


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