My recent post about the Frenchmen going to sea in fog reminded me of a cruise we made in the Greek Islands some years ago. Towards then end of the second week, a meltemi blew up. Ferries were cancelled and shipping stayed put in the ports.
We were securely moored to a dock in the south of Kos but, after 24 hours of staying put, were ready to move on. The Greek skipper of a water carrier tied up nearby, gesticulated wildly that we should extend our stay there until the conditions had settled down more.
As it was, the cockpit had taken on a desert-scape, with sand piled up on the leeward side. This had to be swept up before setting off, to prevent it blocking the cockpit drains. The cabin’s portholes had all been sand-blasted.
During the height of the meltemi, wind on the yacht had ‘put us on starboard tack’ even though only the bare mast and boom were above the dock.
When we prepared to leave a day later, the crew of the water carrier again tried to dissuade us but we could see that the wind had dropped considerably so we freed our mooring lines and motored out. They weren’t to know that our crew of four were all offshore sailors, with far more experience between us than the average yacht charter crew.
And yes, we did get wet but we reached our destination after an exhilarating day sailing without incident.