As you know we love anchoring and find it a real pain when we have to go into marinas, partly due to the fact that the cats keep running onto other people boats. Most people really like it and welcome them in, but others cant stand it, e;g Shackles escaped into another boat and jumped on their spray hood, he did not know we were watching tried to pick her up to get her off, she bit him, and so he slapped her round the head. When he did spot us watching starting petting her and smiling. It was quite amusing. Another time we came back in the night and forgot the lock the cats in. The man next to us told us he did not have a very good sleep as Shackles jumped through his forepeak hatch in the middle of the night when he was sleeping and landed on his guts. I had to turn away to pretend to do something while he was telling Sym this to stop myself laughing.
Sorry a bit of a diversion going on then. So we had to go into the marina to fill up with water and do some washing. It was tiny. We had to raft up to three boats. We we finally sorted out all our rope and shore lines, then come and ask us to move to another space. Half an hour later we have pour own finger pontoon. We spend the next two days getting the boat ready and doing some stocking up in the supermarket and in the evening we had some Bbq s with Doris and Aliisa on the Quay wall. All the boys got their guitars out and had a bit of a jamming session that went on pretty late on night and we got told to shut up by a French boat. Anyways it was good to catch up with them all again as we had not seen them all since Playa Blanca in Lanzarote.
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