Day 7: Ischia to Procida-The Final Passage

After a pretty restful night excepting for a little storm that kicked up around 5:45 we had our usual breakfast on the boat and started a fairly short and relaxing sail back to our home marina in Procida.  The winds and sea were calm once again.  

It’s not all relaxing though.  We have some chores to take care of like throwing our little brown bags full of our used TP into open waters.  This helps reduce the risk of stopping up a fragile waste water system but offers the side benefit of getting to know your “business” very well.  Tonight the bags “ sleep with the fishes”!

We lay over for lunch in a little bay close to our marina and enjoy the beautiful day as evidenced by the relaxed posture or Amos and Steve. 

Amos takes  a little dip as does Wiltsch, Danno and myself.  

If you look carefully you can see a little guy up against the cliffs. That’s Dan who snorkeled all the way in to explore and look for Indian arrow heads?

Amos gives commands to Steve as he hauls up the anchor. This is the only time we can give commands to Steve and he still does not listen!

Heading back to Procida Steve steer's a course along some of the same cliffs Dan investigated, carved out over eons into jagged and unexpected shapes. 

For 290e we top off our diesel and dinghy’s gas can.  Not too bad for all the motoring we had to do this week, less than several of our wonderful Italian meals we’ve had.  

We get a little help from Luigi back at the marina backing into another stern docking situation.  And Mario on the skiff helps  push our stern in as we slide into the pontoon for our last overnight on the boat. 

Sun sets as we sit in the cockpit finishing off the last of our Italian cheeses, ham and wine and reflect on our day and begin to think about our travels ahead, either home or a perhaps a little longer visit of Italia.  

The very nice and tolerant owner of our favorite restaurant near our dock once again  serves us with pride and patience.  We may have a language barrier but it’s overcome by his and his families desire to take care of us. 


And once again we say good night Procida!  Tomorrow we begin our separate journeys to our home or wherever else we may be headed.  It’s been quite a trip this week.  What lies ahead for the Pirates? Time and fate will tell.