Make my day

Anchored in a corner of Sarsala Bay we decided this was the perfect final anchorage. The holding is good (so the anchor won't drag), the water is clear, the view is ideal, and the shelter is as good as you get. We listened to the wind howling outside the bay last night, while peacefully (so far as wind was concerned) playing backgammon.

This morning I remarked that it would make my day if a kingfisher appeared, having watched one here years ago. Almost immediately one perched on the stern line and cocked a head at me. 'Satisfied now, punk?' I think he said.

Gocek now to begin the end of the trip. Strangely those thunderstorms have followed us, so we are sheltering as cocktail hour unfolds.