Finally ready

In the late afternoon we arrived by train from Nice airport to the small station Port Garavan. It lies on a hillside a few hundred meters above the harbor. We got out of the train and went down to the harbor. A little down the steep road, we could see the square at the boat yard,

Heron was still there.

When we reached the harbor, we went to the yard. It was Sunday. It was closed. I pressed the handle in the door in the enclosure down. Someone had forgotten to lock. The door opened when I pushed it. We walked in, past Barbara's Sunday-office and further into the square. Heron was in the same place as when we left 4 weeks earlier. We found a ladder and put it up the transom. A few steps up the ladder there was a view of the deck. Screws, fittings and tools were spread on the rear part. As if the work had stopped unexpectedly and suddenly.

... hmm

Not optimal. But the work was, after all, started.

It was not allowed to stay overnight in the boat on the square. We went to find a hotel.

It wasn't that easy. The Formula 1 race in Monaco was so well attended that spectators had gone all the way to Menton to stay there. At hotel.com, most hotels now reported "complet".

We went to a hotel opposite the yard. The luck was with us. We got the last room available.

The next morning we burst into Barbaras office with all our luggage and asked smiling. «What time wil Heron be launched into the water today? »

It was not that easy to get an answer, but we got Giani "le Grand Chef" that Heron would be launched at the end of the day. The rest of the work could easily be done while Heron was in the water, he assured. We then had a place to sleep, he reassured us and, incidentally, he finished, he was a little confused because he thought we should come next week.

We left our luggage at Barbara's office and took the bus to Monaco. Here we strolled around for a few hours. The tribes and the extensive foreclosure set up for the Formula 1 race were being taken down. We drank an Aperol at the cafe de Paris, while we were watching life on the square. Here the rich come to see and be seen. In between, we saw tourists following a guide with a flag and taking photos of themselves and their fellow travelers in the affluent scenery.

One hour before closing time we were back at the yard. Picked up our baggage at the office and sat down on a chair at the table where we had seen the employees keep their breaks.

When it was celebrated, Heron had not yet come into the water. We started looking for a hotel. Suddenly something happened. Two men came running in the big crane. Three men came and changed two anodes. Two started to paint the bottom and one came and did nothing at all.

Shortly after, Heron was back in the water and was pulled over to the winter berth.

The next day it suddenly sounded "Are you Danish?" from a man passing by.

We had a long talk with the Dane, who had his boat lying in Menton now in the seventh year.

We talked about the differences in the mentality south and north of the Alps, and he nodded recognizing our problems with the yard.

While we were talking, an employee came by car. He was going, he explained, doing the carpentry work while we were away. Our new Danish friend who was fluent in French explained that it was a misunderstanding. We were going to, he told the employee, sailing to Italy in 3 days and the work had to be completed before. Now the employee got busy. At the end of the day, new payrolls were cut and mounted. The mounting of the cleats would someone else take care of, he explained.

There was a long way from Heron to the boat yard. So far we were worried that Heron was once again smoked out of the yard's work plan.

The next morning we cycled over to the yard, spoke a little with "Le Grand Chef" and cycled back to the Heron. Soon after, two employees joined and mounted the cleats

Also the next two days we cycled in the morning to the yard. Each time, a few employees came over to Heron shortly after.

Thursday afternoon, "le Grand Chef" with a smile could finish work.

Nice to be finished and getting ready to prepare this years sailing.

The first preparation - testing the windlass was not particularly successful.

The windlass would not lock. That meant we could not use the anchor.

Quickly on the bike and over to "Le Grand Chef" to explain the problem. The next morning an employee came. He worked on the windlass for a few hours, finally separated it and cleaned it for salt and gravel.

High fives. The windlass was spinning as if new.

Last preparation was to mount the wind gauge as Walter had raised a man up the mast four weeks ago to dismantle. In Denmark we had replaced a rent on it and had taken it back to Menton.

But the man who had been in the mast had begun to drive a truck instead of being pulled up in masts by Walter.

"So I have to find another," explained Walter.

The next day Diego appeared and told he would come in the afternoon and go to the mast.

Four times, Diego came to promise he came in a few hours before we called Pieretek, as Shaun knew. Next morning, Pieretek arrived at the agreed time. He was a powerful man who left us pulling him into the chair without him even helping. Cross he was heavy. We sweated well while one turned the handle of the lap and the other pulled the rope carrying Pieretek. We managed to get him to the top. The wind gauge was put in place and we celebrated Pieretek in safety on the deck.

One hour later, after the 7 1 / 2, we were ready to continue sailing on the Mediterranean.

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Irene Hermansson
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Irene Hermansson

We wish you a wonderful summer on the Mediterranean.

Anette Hamid
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Anette Hamid

Oh, it went wildly to get into the water, you can only admire your patience. Mon Columbus had the same experience before departure? Good luck and take care of yourself?

Klose
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Klose

Very good summer on the Mediterranean. Thank you for good reports.

Jan
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Jan

There are many practical details on a ship with associated constant maintenance. But it is a good idea to keep yourself running and it is good at our age. I say goodbye and wish you a great boat trip on the Mediterranean this summer.

Peter Hanstad
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Peter Hanstad

You must have a wonderful trip and a very good summer

Thue
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Thue

As always, a funny story - you almost feel that you yourself are with and the frustrations in the experience seem to be our own boat!
What about the heavyweight man in the yard that has to be lifted up in the mast reminds me most of the molbo story where the moons had to chase the stork out of the cornfield ????
Have a good and safe victory in the Mediterranean!

vivi poulsen
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vivi poulsen

Good luck with the trip, I keep John informed of your adventure

lLars Klüver
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lLars Klüver

You have a lot of experiences - both in the Mediterranean and at home. As you read the accounts here, it's like being present. Hope to have some really good summer months. Hope you can also sell the house - understand that the buyer ran away. And then you already have an apartment in Hellerup. Are not you going to miss Humlebæk ... ???? Coming almost to you for some weeks where I'm in Lyon ???? If we arrange something here this fall and in Denmark, it may be that you can see it... Read more »

Marianne and Mikkel
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Marianne and Mikkel

Great to hear. Now it's been a couple of weeks so you have to be well down the coast of Italy. But we assume you take it easy. You have probably heard that we still have summer here in Denmark, but two weeks before we go to Møn, so we just hope that all the good weather has not been used up before we go on holiday. But do not think it will last. The water is about to be warm. We will not come back to you until the fall. But... Read more »