Wind and Waves...Again

I'm becoming quite familiar with Portoscuso and the surrounding area. Sylvain and I continue to be delayed by the weather. On Friday evening, in the lee of the hill, Sylvain measured the windspeed at 107 km/h, and that wasn't at the top of the hill.

As a result, waves roared like a train and I could feel the ground shudder from their force and weight. According to the weather forecast that Karel sends me, no real respite will occur in the near future. Visions of emerald waters and calm seductive coves seem impossible to imagine if one could only see the Mediterrannean Sea under the influence of the powerful and enduring NW winds.

As Sylvain and I lunched beside our kayaks and tents, a gentleman surveyed the sand particles next to our spot. He pointed out the dark particles were created by pollution, boats illegally dumping their bilge waters. Cremone Angelo Verdi proceeded then to invite us to his home for coffee which we accepted.

Through gestures, sketches, maps, photos and broken phrases in Italian, we were able to communicate. Cremone Angelo is pictured here with me. Thanks Cremone Angelo for your hospitality which included use of a hot shower and an invitation to lunch tomorrow(Sunday) :-)