The Kipper anticipated their arrival in Greece as being sometime Tuesday morning and certainly not in the dark. The usual Bon Voyage, fair winds text was sent and The Scribe thought that would be the last she would hear of them until Tuesday morning.
By 17:08 hrs this evening the following message was received:
'We are in sight of Greece!! Picked up mobile phone signals at over 60 miles but haven't been able to send. Land sighted at 35 miles but still can't send, so frustrating!! Due to arrive about 02:00 hrs, so much for a daytime arrival!! Will have a celebratory drink when anchored and maybe a Latin (?) before going to the yacht club for a fat boys breakfast.'
Don't ask...The Scribe has absolutely no idea what 'a Latin' is all about - probably a tipping error or maybe a spelling misturk...or maybe it was criptic code for something else!!
The amazing thing is that they are within sight of Greece and personally, The Scribe finds that very exciting and can't believe they are nearly there. They set off on the 18th May when The Kipper and Little Bobbie D shoved off from the pontoons at Chatham marina...
It is worth noting the grey skies, the long trousers, jumpers and rugby shirts and Lovely Julie huddled in her coat. Whilst Julie and The Scribe have continued to wear a coat up until very recently, The Kipper and his crew-of-two packed their long trousers away back on the north coast of Spain and since then they have been slowing transforming from pale and washed out Englishmen abroad to bronzed Gods....
Too much...
Okay, how about gentlemen of a certain age with a tan: except of course for Steve who already had a tan because he already spends most of his time drifting around on a boat in the Med.
The Scribe now finds herself with mixed emotions - absolutely thrilled that they have had a successful trip and by all accounts have thoroughly enjoyed themselves; they have dealt with the frustrations that naturally follow with any kind of long passage on a boat of any description, and now they are nearing their final destination. But, on the other hand, The Scribe feels a little bit sad that it is nearly all over for them. We have followed their progress for the last 13 weeks (if you can believe it has been that long) and so we are into the final sprint finish.
However, they're not there yet and so there's still time for another picture of red speedos, or people sleeping or boys shopping or something even more interesting than that. The next update will be from their first visit to paradise also known as Greece.
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