We planned an early start, but Ford was unwilling. After
some fiddling in the engine room, which included a squirt of diesel in the
mouth – a sure-fire way to supercharge his day – A won out and both engines
were running by 10.30. Again, with calm weather only forecast during the
morning we hot footed it over to Sainte Maxime, glad we had called in advance
for a space for a couple of days, since the port was filling up in preparation
for the Voiles de Saint Tropez on the other side of the bay.
We had to tread water in the port for a while until the port
captain came in his RIB to help with mooring – a really charming welcome from a
proactive team who had put a hold on the space for us for an extra couple of
days when they saw the bad weather front moving in behind us. We are moored
quite near the ferry point with queues around the building to get over to St
Tropez to check out all the beautiful old sailing boats in town.
J hopped over to assist with the mooring of a sailboat a
couple of spaces down the quay, and was secretly chuffed to be addressed as
‘tu’ – a definite indication that Monsieur considered her too young to deserve
a ‘vous’. Shame he came over later to apologise, explaining that he has
terrible eyesight, and he had actually mistaken her for his (65+ year old) crew
mates wife...OUCH!!
We hopped on a ferry ourselves in the early evening, taking
the top deck, which Roxy did not enjoy, but didn’t manage to catch up with Jono
& Sandra on NY48 Chinook.
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| NY48 Chinook at centre stage |
We did get a taste of the ‘Blonde de St Tropez’ beer –
which to the untrained palate tasted like any other Belgian blonde beer, but
definitely trying to be something else as it is served from champagne style bottles.
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| More OMG! than AMG... |
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| St Tropez water and electric connections in quaint sea chests |
Monday was taken up by the sale of our Antibes space – a
sprint back, just an hour by car! – just waiting for their cheque to clear and
we can properly celebrate.
The ferries make our spot pretty rock and roll, but nothing
compares to the weather which swept in afterwards – sailing regatta and ferry
trips cancelled due to the excessive winds and resulting swell, so we are
locked in for the foreseeable future.
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