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| BUILT | January 1970 |
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Off San Remo. Flat calm. Very hot. Swim time!
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A102 A fine vessel
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It was hot. The shade of this tree was very welcome.
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San Remo was to be our last stop in Italy. We had been warned about concerns with migrants in ports nearer the border.
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San Lorenzo had hotel by the entrance to the marina with a bicycle theme. This bike is made of wood!
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A102 Plenty of room. Doesn’t she look smart!
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The entrance to San Lorenzo was interesting – difficult to see until the very close in. It appeared we were heading for the beach and then a sharp turn to the left.
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Imperia
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Imperia had a late marina and a lot of marine activity.
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Saling off Imperia
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Impressive cliffs and roads.
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Leaving Alassio behind
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San Lorenzo Al Mare had been recommended as a stop by an English guy working on a large boat at Arnovecchio. So that’s where we went.
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Some interesting looking eateries
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We spent ages looking for one or two famous people’s plaques – very time consuming.
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ALassio is famous for its wall of tiles signed by all and sundry celebrities. It was very impressive.
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Our next planned stop was Alassio. It reportedly had some excellent tourist attractions.
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Alassio was busy but it was to prove difficult to find somewhere to eat.
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View from the chapel at the road entrance to the marina, looking toward Alassio
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The marina at Alassio.
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The port at Alassio is a mile or so the the East of the town.
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A102 And we sailed. An all too infrequent occurrence
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The beach at Loano
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Aug 30a Loano 024
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The town hall. Interesting approach to accessibility!
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A gilded church
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Aug 30a Loano 010
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We explored the colourful an narrow network of alleys in Loano.
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The beach at Loano, in the evening.
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We were allowed to stay. In the yacht club building we discovered this excellent rooftop bar where we dined one expensive beer and free nibbles. Oh, and the view.
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In Loano we entered a massive and half-empty marina. There was no clear guidance so we moored in a berth around three times the length of Atalanta Mary and headed for the Capitainerie
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We travelled South West from Savona rounding this headland just before Finale Ligura
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Heading toward Finale Ligura
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The view from the fort into Savona
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And down the port peninsula
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Samoan has a fine fort, with excellent visitor arrangements and a great view into the Med.
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Loano was our next target stop.
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Looking toward Savonal. The yacht harbour is at the Western end of a long, industrial harbour.
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The mountains inland of Cogoleto
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A102 Looking cool in the shade of the ad-hoc bimini rigged under the boom.
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Leaving Genoa behind.
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At Genoa we turned South.
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Genoa
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We couldn’t resist snapping this car.
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The next day we stayed to explore Genoa. One of the many churches.
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… decided on a rooftop bar, over an upmarket food shop. Later that evening on the terrace behind the food shop we were amused by street entertainers.
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… a food festival put on in our honour (?). But we ……
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The Genoa – a mass of docks, old and new buildings. There is a very large Marina to the West, amongst the industrial docklands. We headed for the more central Porto Antico
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Looking up the valley at Sori just to the East of Genoa
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Impressive stair block!
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Camogli and Recco marked the start of a very populated stretch of coat which stretched all the way to Genoa.
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The promontory behind which sits Portofino.
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Every morning all of the windows were cleaned by a crew member hanging from a car running on track under the handrail. The full length of the boat.
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And this one.
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… including these fine ladies
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The area at the head of the harbour is an art installation with many different features.
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Yet another area for lounging around.
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Another area from which to enjoy looking down at the plebs.
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Wedge Too had various seating around the decks, all beautifully deigned
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The rather elegant loungers on the Wedge Too top deck.
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On the promontory to the west/
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From the promontory between Portofino and the Mediterranean
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A102 Atalanta Mary rubs shoulders with the great and the good.
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Portofino to Genoa was to mark a move to a more industrial and populated coastline.
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A spectacular (if expensive) quayside.
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More gratuitous shots of Wedge Too
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A magnificent harbour.
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Atalanta Mary was just about the smallest yacht in town
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The view from the cliff above the main quay
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Wedge Too dwarfs everything
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Wedge Too reverses into the quay – she filled the fairway.
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Inside Portofino awaiting Wedge Too, the motor yacht, to berth
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We had to follow this large motor yacht in.
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We debated the cost of a night in Portofino but it had to be done.
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Leaving Veranda towards Portofino
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Vernaza. We picked up a buoy for lunch in water so blue and so deep! And it was so hot.
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Manarola
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Riomaggiore on the Cinque Terre.
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Looking up the Tuscany coast towards the Cinque Terre – the villages hanging from the rocks overlooking the sea.
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Aug 25a Leaving Portovenere 011
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The for and church on the Portovenere headland
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Looking back at Portovenere in the morning sun
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The Tuscany coast at its most attractive – Cinque Terre.
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Picturesque quayside buildings
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Mooring blagged in excellent style by the Skipper. They were full but Alistair blagged this spot on the main quay pending the person who had booked it turning up. They didn’t.
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View from the fort back to the East.
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It was very busy!
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Stunning- the blue sea, the magnificent fort and town of Portovenere
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The next step was a short hop through a break in the mountains to Portovenera
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These two yachts are operated by a UK Charter company
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La Grazie is a picturesque harbour, the more so for the presence of Atalanta Mary.
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The church overlooking the harbour.
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Schooners are definitely IN in La Grazie
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There were some fine yachts in the harbour.
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A short hop, under power in glorious sunshine.
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Aug 23c Past Lerici 001
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Still motoring.
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Lerici, on the way to La Grazie
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Lerici
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Lyrics – the first of the impressive cliff-hugging towns we would pass.
