We knew that the seas would take a while to die down so planned to start after lunch and as each hour went by you could see the sea flatten. I made a quick trip to the Chandlery and Mags went food shopping. In the end I think we left about an hour too late because by the time we got out to sea the wind had died completely and we had to motor all the way to Allinge on the other side of the Island.
Allinge is a traditional Bornholm harbour blasted out of rock – with a intricate way in clearly to stop the winter storms getting into the harbour The harbour was tiny but thankfully virtually deserted. It is a tiny little village overlooked by 2 old smoke houses.
A tour of the village took no more than 15 mins and then we headed to a restaurant for Dinner and an early night.
We awoke to waves crashing over the sea wall – but bright blue skies Today was a lazy day as we were storm bound and we weren’t going anywhere. We spent awhile adjusting fenders and putting on a few more warps, then went off to explore Ronne – the Capital town of Bornholm.
But we weren’t the only visitors, the Queen of Denmark was here in her magnificent yacht. She clearly hasn’t suffered from defence cuts that saw Britannia decommissioned.
As it was Sunday most of the shops were shut so we wandered into the central square and stopped for a delicious salmon salad and then followed a walking tour of the town led by Hiawatha Campbell.
Denmark does do pretty very well – with quaint coloured houses. The walking tour was rewarded with an icecream then back to the boat. By the time we got back to the boat, it was gusting 50+knots. So we were very glad not to be at sea.
Today we actually managed to leave at the allotted time of 8 o’clock. It was a bit bouncy in the harbour entrance, so we nipped into the commercial port to put up the sails. 2 reefs in the main and the yankee up and we were screaming along at 7.5 knots and had a cracking sail to Bornholm. Soon after leaving we felt as if we were in the middle of the African bush witnessing the migration of the wilderbeast …only it was geese as wave after wave of them flew over in arrow formation.We had a very quiet crossing of the shipping lanes – but then it is so much easier with a functioning AIS. We arrived just after 3, chickened out of the box moorings and went alongside in the very pretty ( Denmark does very well at pretty) town of Ronne. Our 3rd country in 4 days! We doubled up the lines and deployed all the fenders as we were expecting a storm the next day.
Mags went off to pay the harbourmaster – who turned out to have been automated – he was a machine.
Sitting in the cockpit with the tent up and heating on ( we borrowed an idea from Malo that has a heater vent in the cockpit) we were toasty warm. A beer and snacks – it was very civilized.
14th May We didn’t manage to leave on time – but the joy of the Baltic is that there are no tides so it just meant we would arrive later in the day. But we did leave by 0900 and by 0930 we had the sails set en route for Ronne on Bornholm, a Danish Island in the middle of the Baltic. The journey was 128nm – so our biggest trip so far in Carra. By the time we lost sight of Fehmarn Island the skies had cleared and with a beam reach – it was champagne sailing – and we were doing between 6 and 7.5 knots. Some of the best sailing we have had so far on Carra. Our last sight of land was the impressive cliffs off Klintholm (Denmark). Frustratingly the AIS which allows us to see ships was working intermittently – despite reading the handbook I couldn’t fathom out what was wrong. As the sun set we were goose winged (a sail on each side) and making a steady 6 knots. It had been a great days sailing