Across the Baltic Sea to Visby on the Island of G�tland.
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Observation and Trivia I
- Sailing in non tidal waters is easy, except it works both ways and if you ground
you cannot wait for a rising tide to help. Calculations for anchoring and secondary
ports are redundant.
- So far obtaining diesel has been easy but pricey , no red diesel after Ramsgate.
- We have yet to try obtaining propane, you do not see it at the marinas.
- The German bread is brilliant, so much choice and very flavourful, same goes for
- Marina fees are cheaper than the UK, for our boat anywhere between 10 and 24 euros
- We have only had to pay twice for water 50cents for 100 litres, but we understand
this may be the norm in future.
- Small kiosks selling fish of every description are common in many of the towns,
Barry is keen to try smoked eel. Yuk!
- Baltic waters are clear and blue.
- Recycling rubbish in Germany is big, even to he extent that kerb side bins have
- We have found the German railway to be cheap, clean, it runs on time and has double
decked carriages. Tickets are obtained from machines around the station.
- Marinas and harbours have varying depths from 0.5m to 5m most are box moorings or
stern buoys, occasionally you need a stern anchor.
- Shower facilities are generally good and clean, but you pay for the majority of
them and you only get a timed 3mins for 0.50cents or in some cases a euro. Washing,
then shampooing and conditioning your hair can be a race against the clock.
Keil (15th � 20th May, 40 miles from Halteneau)
We had decided to spend the first night in Kiel and chose the Dusternbrook Marina
which is home to the Kieler Yacht Club.
At Dursternbrook we were helped into a box by a very well spoken gent dressed in
grey flannels, white shirt and navy sweater who said in his best English, don�t
worry this is not Cowes, we don�t mind if people need more than one attempt to moor.
As it happens we did it perfectly the second time, on the first attempt we tried
to get into a box that was too narrow. We stayed in Kiel for two nights, as we felt
in need of a break. This box mooring is an acquired taste, but hopefully practise
will make perfect.
Heiligenhafen (15th � 20th May, 40 miles from Kiel)
We had a brisk sail out of the Kieler Bucht and then wind died away to virtually
nothing making progress downwind impossible, but we tried for 2 hours before decided
we must motor. 5 Miles from Heiligenhafen the engine stopped but responded to being
bled, so air in the fuel again. 20 minutes later it stopped again, though this time
I couldn�t get the air out and it would only run for 2 minutes at a time. As we
now had a little wind, plan B said we try sailing again but we realised the entry
channel into the marina was dead into wind and too narrow to tack up, hence plan
We both stood on deck and waved our arms in the traditional and international manner
saying we were in distress and needed help. The third yacht to pass us, Lovelain,
came over to see us and, as he was going to Heiligenhafen, he said he would tow
us. Being single-handed he did a splendid job of taking our line and making it fast
but with the rope being 85m long it made further communications impossible unless
he looked back at us and we needed to tell him our draft was 2m. We eventually shortened
the rope and explained our depth but he said he was deeper at 2.3m so he wouldn�t
be taking any short cuts over the shallows; phew. He stood by as we tied up to an
old yacht outside the marina then he disappeared inside the marina, never to be
seen again. Obviously all in a days work for him.
We are still pretty stressed but at least the sunsets are a nice ending to the days.
The following day Jorgen the hafenmeister of Segler - Vereinigung helped us into
a mooring box so we could sort out the problem. 2 Days later we found the problem
to be a loose and distorted olive on the 8mm copper pipe before the fuel filter.
The town was 200m away, it had everything we needed, the main marina is 500m away
and had room for 900 boats. The people were extremely helpful and friendly.
Travem�nde & L�beck (20th � 22nd May, 36 miles from Heiligenhafen)
Our next stop, was 35 miles away and we needed to pass underneath the Ferhman fixed
bridge or sail an extra 25 miles around the island of Ferhman. The bridge has 20m
to 22m of clearance above the water and Mithril�s mast head is about 18m but it
didn�t half look close on the approach and as we passed underneath. Throughout the
day we had a cracking sail in cool sunshine, only needing the engine for 10 minutes
at either end.
Just as we were trying to squeeze into a mooring box, which was a little on the
thin side, the harbour master came along, escorted us across the river and gave
us the best along-side-berth right in front of the yacht club. Our best mooring
to date, right in the town, on the promenade and 30 seconds from the facilities.
The town is the outer port for L�beck and it is an easy trip on the S-Bahn (surface
railway) to L�beck.
L�beck is a Hanseatic city with a town centre dating from the 12th centaury, it
is neck swivellingly gorgeous and every other building is worth looking at. L�beckers
claim marzipan was invented here during a period of siege, when the only foodstuff
available were almonds, butter and sugar.
Warnem�nde & Rostock (22nd � 27th May, 47 miles from Travem�nde)
We took our opportunity to leave Travem�nde on the Sunday, a day when the wind was
forecasted to be a NW 5, the previous day had been an 8 and Monday was to be the
same. During the quick and lively sail, the wind rose to a 7 during two particularly
nasty squalls, we arrived wet and cold.
Warnem�nde has a small marina max depth 2.5m and the Alter Strom an inner harbour
used by the fishing fleet, trip boats and yachts. It is lined by traditional fisherman�s
houses on one side and the fishing quay on the other. Here we tied up against wooden
staging, again in the middle of the town. It was a holiday weekend so lots going
on. Warnem�nde is at the seaward end of the Warnow river, this river leads to the
port of Rostock, again a Hansa port, having docks and shipyards stretching for 15
miles. We again took the railway into Rostock, which has a large university presence
and reminded me in some areas of Cambridge. Rostock was heavily bombed during the
war and has lots of recently rebuilt but very character full buildings.
There are lots of traditional fountains and some very modern water features, both
equally as impressive. You get the impression it is a cared for progressive city.
We have been in Warnem�nde for three days, the winds has never been less than a
force 7. It has been like being at sea, and at one stage during Sunday night we
began to think we would be safer at sea rather than laying alongside. The swell
was 0.5m and boats were leaping around all over the place.
We hope to leave in the next few days for Bornholm, an island owned by Denmark although
its closer to Sweden.
Barh�ft (27th � 28th May, 47 miles from arnemunde)
We were just untying to set off for Darsser Ort, described in the pilot book as
a tiny harbour set in the middle of a nature reserve where wild boar roam the forest
and osprey and sea eagle dive into the harbour for fish, when a German on a neighbouring
boat informed us that the harbour had been closed due to silting. Oh well it sounded
great but we will never know if it would have lived up to expectations. The Germans
turned out to be Klaus and Evelyn who were from Berlin. We sailed in company with
them to Barh�ft, which is a tiny little harbour with a very shallow and narrow entrance
channel. The area is surrounded by nature reserves and the water is clear and full
of fish, its also ringed by reed beds which gives rise to mosquitoes, not so good.
Klaus had an accordion and treated us to a concert of tunes from all around the
world. He was very entertaining. On the second day here we cycled into the nature
reserve and learned that 30,000 cranes fly in during the spring and autumn. Naturally,
they had yet to arrive and so all we saw was pictures.
Stralsund (29th � 31st May, 9 miles from Barh�ft)
Our next port of call was Stralsund and we had some wonderful sunny weather whilst
we were there. To reach Stralsund it is necessary to follow another narrow buoyed
channel between shoals. It is hard to imagine how when Stralsund was such an important
Hansa town, that the large ships made there way to the port through these channels.Stralsund
really is a beautiful city and the marina is 200 m from it. Now lets get some ice-cream.
We had two wonderful days in the city with Klaus and Evelyn. They left on the afternoon
bridge lift on route to there daughters wedding on Rugen. We left the following
morning and so needed to pass through a pair of lifting bridges carrying a road
and a railway, they only open 3 times a day for 20mins. 0220,0520 and 1720. We chose
to go at 0520, and we where the only boat to pass through.
Hours at Sea.
Average distance per day.
Sassnitz (1st � 3rd June, 50 miles from Stralsund)
We set of into a head wind of force 5/6 and our whole journey of 50 miles was wet
and uncomfortable. We lost the engine due to air in the diesel again and so did
11 tacks to cross the shoaling areas in the Greifswalder Bodden this was tricky
as the water dropped to 2.5 metres in places. When we where about 5 miles from our
destination of Sassnitz on the Isle of Rugen, a wave broke noisily onto Mithril,
rolling us to about 70 degrees and filling the cockpit with water. Janet remembers
looking down into the water and thinking why is my nose in the water and why are
my shoes full of water. Mithril seemed totally unconcerned and barely hesitated
in coming upright even though the cockpit was still flooded and the sail cover (stack-pack)
was draining a further 20 gallons onto us. We don�t want many of those!
Sassnitz is a huge harbour, capable of taking 200+ yachts either in box moorings
or against the quay, this is in addition to its resident fishing fleet, numerous
pleasure and passenger boats, plus a British submarine. It is the main town on the
island of Rugen and it is accessed from the harbour up steep steps.
Rugen National Park.
Rugen is a beautiful island with white chalk cliffs and extensive woodlands. We
spent a day walking about 25 km in the National Park through lush deciduous woodland
along cliff tops with outstanding views to the beach almost 100m below us, and to
Poland away in the distance.
According to the pilot book, when God had finished creating Scandinavia, he had
a little of the best left, so he threw it into the Baltic and it gave rise to Bornholm.
It could be true. Bornholm was a 50 mile journey in light winds from Sassnitz. It
is owned by Denmark although only 30 miles from the Swedish coast, and it is wonderful.
It has small farms, 130 miles of cycle ways through forests and open countryside;
delightful small houses all brightly painted and tiny harbours and rocky shores.
Idyllic. But costly, a bus journey of 8 miles for two cost us £16, a haircut
£29.50 and half a litre of beer £3.80 but at least the harbours are
delightful and only cost us about £13 a night.
Bornholm has four round churches and we visited 2 of them. They date back to the
12th century. They are extremely robust and have 3 floors; the ground floor is the
church and sanctuary, the middle is a refuge or storage room and the top floor is
for defence purposes. Each church is surrounded by a church yard with a detached
belfry built of timber. They are pristine inside and out.
Observations and Trivia III
- Lettuce is sold in small quantities of mixed leaves still growing, like the fresh
herb pots we get in the supermarkets in England.
- Paint suppliers of exterior house paint must have a very small shade card as we
only saw 3 colours; ochre, vermilion and blue.
- Get a gel saddle if you cycle here as the cobbles are a real pain in the bum.
Ronne (3rd � 6th June, 61 miles from Sassnitz)
Our first port was Ronne and from here we cycled about 40 km, perhaps half of it
through forest. We saw a baby deer which had unfortunately been rescued by a silly
well-wisher, we think the mother was simply away feeding and soon to return, we
also saw a Goshawk and lots of huge ant hills complete with biting residents. The
city itself is small with winding streets, many of them paved with Bornholm granite
cobbles which were very hard on the derrière, and on one of the streets is
the spot where the Swedish Colonel Printzenskjold was killed by the Bornholm liberation
heroes.. There is also a memorial to those who died during the Russian bombings
Allinge (6th � 9th June, 16 miles from Ronne)
Our second port of Allinge involved a perfect sail on a beam reach in a F5 for 15
miles before rounding the top of the island. Here the water shallowed but the leading
marks guided us safely through a narrow rocky entrance into a very secure inner
harbour capable of holding about 20 boats. The local Eider duck population were
constantly in the harbour and alert for tit bits. They made a grating �coorrr� which
never seemed to stop, Janet became quite good at impersonating them.
One evening we went to a fish buffet in one of the old smoke houses, where we sat
on long wooden benches over a floor covered by deep sand. We�ve never seen so many
different ways of cooking herrings and mackerel and we tried them all as it was
an eat-all-you-can menu.
The winds blew strongly for 2 days, keeping Mithril in harbour but again our trusty
Bromptons allowed to explore. On the first day to Hammershus, the largest castle
ruins in N Europe built in 1260 but constantly extended through into the 17th century.
And on the second day we simply travelled along some of the 130 miles of cycle ways
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Observation and Trivia IV
- On Oland there is a free booklet, translated into English which gives samples of
all the restaurants menus. We have yet to try beestings served with strawberry jam
and whipped cream, sounds prickly to me?
- Most tourist publications and harbour info has English translations.
- Stockholm Radio transmits the weather forecast in English at 0730 and 2130 UTC.
- Swedish marina prices are on average £12 per night with extra charge of £1.50
- It is still very early in the sailing season here. July is when most of Sweden shuts
down and they take their holidays.
- Crème fraiche is sold in one litre containers which look identical to milk
cartons, as Barry found out when he poured what he thought was milk onto his cereals.
He quite likes it now.
- Houses in the villages on Oland do not have letterboxes, mail is put into their
individual mailbox which is located up to a 100m from their house.
- Swedish bread is not a patch on the German bread, here it is crisp breads, sold
in huge round packets.
- In Germany it was difficult to find good wholegrain breakfast cereals, but Swedish
cereals and museli are good.
- In Sweden alcohol is expensive and generally only available through state owned
- 25% of the Swedish population work in Manufacturing, errr wow!
- Volvo agencies are not as common as you would expect.
Karlskrona (9th � 10th June, 58 miles from Allinge)
After 2 days of strong winds we had to motor 58 miles to Karlskrona in Sweden. Why
do winds seem to be either too strong or not strong enough, or in the wrong direction
always it is extremes? Karlskrona was simply an overnight break, somewhere to stop
and put the hand brake on. The entrance channel is interesting and you need to be
on the ball watching the buoys between the rocks and islands.
The harbour was founded as an ice free harbour for the Swedish navy, and present
day recruits to the navy still undergo training here. It is probably quite a nice
place but we wanted to make some progress N after our lengthy stay on Bornholm.
Kalmar (10th � 13th June, 67 miles from Karlskrona)
Getting to Kalmar turned into a splendid 50 mile sail, that was after the first
2 hours of motoring into a F5 wind in foggy conditions. It was the poor visibility
which cause d us not to use the shorter inside route N of the islands of Uttklippan
and so added 10 miles and 2 hours to the journey, but the last 50 made up for it.
Kalmarsund is about 12 miles wide at the start and progressively narrows to about
50m between the buoys just before Kalmar. The wind was mostly on the beam and between
F3 and F6 in strength so a fast sail in sunny weather for most of the time. The
course passed the world�s first and largest offshore wind farm, about 5 miles off
the Swedish coast. It is still a huge research site looking at effects on birds,
fish, vibration, economics and power transmission. If it goes well I�m sure you�ll
soon have them at a site near you.
Approaching Kalmar saw us slightly apprehensive as the UK sailing info described
the section as complex and shallow such that we had to stay inside a narrow channel.
The charts and what appeared before us was just the opposite, it was a breeze, and
with a well buoyed harbour channel we were soon tied up to a stern buoy. We�re getting
the hang off them now.
The yachting facilities at Kalmar are brand new this year and all of the facilities
are included in the £12 per night. It even had a mixed sauna which Barry used,
as you�d expect of course ;-)
The peach of Kalmar must be the Slott (the castle) which was built in 1397 and although
damaged by fire in the 17th centaury is now absolutely splendid, inside and out.
The complex tiled floors, the wood panelled walls and friezes above them, together
with the gilt ceilings seems to rival any thing we have in good old blighty. The
thing we missed was the Kronan, a sailing ship which sank on its maiden voyage in
1697 and not salvaged until 1980.
Whilst in Kalmar the subject of gas for cooking cropped up, indeed as it does whenever
2 British boats meet. Our gas is now over 50% consumed i.e. we�ve used two of the
four 3.9 Kg propane bottles we left England with. The chandler offered to fill our
bottles if he could have them for 1 week or we could buy a Swedish 2 Kg bottle of
propane plus a connector and a new regulator for about £100. Down side to
this latter way was that the regulator pressure was about 25% down on UK so the
cooking would be slow, and anyway we were leaving Sweden in one week and the chandler
said we could not refill the bottle outside of Sweden. One UK boat, who was almost
out of gas, decided to buy a one burner camping stove and use the little disposable
Camping Gaz bottles, another bought an electric hot plate and kept the gas for cooking
on-passage. Hmmm, sounds like a problem for another day.
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Borgholm (12th � 13th June, 16 miles from Kalmar)
We had a relaxing start to the day as the fuel berth didn�t open until 0900 and
it seemed a good idea to fill up on cheap low duty fuel (£0.66/L). We then
sailed in light winds and wall to wall sunshine for 15 miles to Borgholm on the
island of Oland for some more castle bashing.
When we arrived at the marina I had forgotten that the rudder for the wind vane
steering was still fitted and being locked in �straight ahead� I had an awful time
trying to pick up a stern buoy but eventually we managed it. Luckily no audience.
As it was still sunny, and as we had seen the splendid castle on the skyline whilst
we sailed in, we got the bikes out and cycled up through the woods to Borgholms
The original royal castle was built in the 12th centaury and through its history
it has been repeatedly damage and rebuilt until 1806 when a violent fire turned
it into a ruin. But what an impressive ruin, the stone work is all intact for its
3 floors and the staircases were about 5m wide. Its run by the local equivalent
of the NT. Whilst we were there 2 separate sets of weddings were being photographed,
such a shame that it then started to rain. And how it rained and thundered, leaving
our decks filthy as the rain was very sandy. But what a Sunset, as you can see.
The following morning we had coffee with Paul and Sue on Baleana of Chichester
and swapped a few yarns. It was amusing to hear that he had a the full suite of
Nokia GPRS kit and in spite of numerous calls to O2 in UK he was having no luck.
Being a novice in these matters I said nothing.
Sandvik (13th � 15th June, 15 miles from Borgholm)
A leisurely start in light winds had us planning to slowly tack further up Kalmarsund,
but as the wind became a F2 within minutes of us hoisting sail, and it swung onto
the nose, we motored the 18 miles to the next harbour of Sandvik. Sandvik looked
beautiful from seaward, a tiny harbour with pink granite walls, a cluster of tiny
houses and a windmill. We picked up a stern buoy using our new hook purchased in
Kalmar, it�s a one metre long bar of stainless with a hook at one end to which you
attach your rope, all the Swedish yachts use them. It worked a treat on the second
Lovely evening, sun worshipping in the cockpit. The forecast for the following day
of W F6-7 gusting 7-8 with a 2m sea arrived overnight, and with rain to boot. The
wind blew all day and the harbour became quite bouncy. Walking down the pontoon
was like trying to walk a straight line whilst drunk, impossible. Two Dutch barges
were in the harbour, they were 0.6m & 0.8m draft and they were amazing to watch
as they leaped around, I would have hated to have been trying to make a drink on
their boats. We spent a day catching up with odd jobs and had a leisurely walk to
the windmill, which is eight floors tall and has 24m diameter sails. Together with
an ICA supermarket, that was it for Sandvik. No one left the harbour except one
fishing boat who obviously had no choice.
The strawberries grown on Oland are the best we have ever tasted. The climate is
so good that they are able to grow plants and herbs such as basil which normally
grow in far more southerly climes. One of the most remarkable things about this
island is the light, everything is so clear and vivid, apparently no fewer than
12 landscape artists live and paint here, we can see why.
Byxelkrok (16th � 17th June, 17 miles from Sandvik)
Having watched the weather via the 5 day radio-tele-type (RTTY) service from Hamburg
in Germany we knew the wind was reducing and would be lighter in the afternoon and
so at 1300 we headed North for 17 miles to Byxelkrok. Our aim here was to make progress
and reduce the passage time for our later trip to G�tland.
The sail was delightful, we had the engine off within 10 mins of leaving and Vanessa,
our Hydrovane wind steering, revelled in the NW F3 and looked after us for all of
the 3 hour passage.
The town was small, in fact simply a fishing community. It had no high street but
a few shops surrounding the harbour so Janet treated me to ice cream and an espresso.
We sat on the decking which overlooked the harbour and watched the world go by.
The following day the wind blew F6-7 and no one moved. We went for a 20 Km cycle,
choosing to head into the wind whilst travelling outwards through the forest which
offered a little shelter and then with the wind at our backs, a quick return to
Mithril. The North of the island is very quiet and the reed fringed anchorage at
the tip looked idyllic even on a blustery day. Amazing what a bit of sun can do!
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Visby (18th � 21st June, 51 miles from Byxelkrok)
Janet in her Baltic bikini
We had a wonderful sail to Visby and Redgrage, the wind vane steering system, helmed
for all of it. Our passage was largely 060 degrees and so with a W-NW wind we had
a fast but rolly ride, most times the speed was 6+ knots until about 5 miles out
from Visby when the wind just disappeared.
On with the engine then, but after 20 mins it stopped; not air in the fuel again
we both exclaimed. I tried to bleed the system but to no avail, I could get no fuel
at all even to the first filter.
We were about 1 mile off the beach but in little or no wind so we couldn�t sail,
and as we were in 100 m of water we couldn�t anchor. We spoke to the haven controller
(marina manager) who said he would try to organise a tow but as we would not admit
to it being an emergency he was not sure who he would get to come out to us. Read
into that what you will. Luckily we hailed a passing German boat who quickly had
us in tow for the 4 miles into the marina. Mooring was probably amusing to passers
by but to us it was a series of gesticulations as we got people to take our ropes
and tie us up.
Soon we were visited by others on the Baltic milk run and all with best wishes and
offers to help if we needed something specific. Its interesting that throughout
the summer a large number of boats, crewed by retired couples, are doing a Baltic
circuit and as each day goes by some of the faster boats catch us up and become
a new face for a few days before then moving ahead and leaving us behind. Similarly
we catch up slower boats and make friends before leaving them behind. But it is
these slower boats who again catch us up if we have a problem hence lots of familiar
faces in Visby.
Our problem was found to be a blockage in the fuel extraction pipe within the tank.
I fruitlessly tried blowing to clear it, but when Janet produced a bicycle pump
and proceeded to pump like billy-oh we heard a tremendous bang as the blockage cleared.
The following day we tried sucking debris from the tank bottom using an electric
pump and a length of 8mm pipe. We got allsorts out but no large foreign bodies,
sad. Naturally we had to bleed the fuel system again.
Visby is a UNESCO listed heritage city and described by them as
� . . . . an outstanding example of a Northern European walled Hanseatic town which
has in a unique way preserved its townscape and its extremely valuable buildings,
which in form and function clearly reflect this significant human settlement.�
It�s a beautiful city, largely geared to tourism now, but with its walls and buildings
largely intact, many have origins in the 12th centaury but most date from the 13th
centaury when the Hanseatic league was at its height. During the day it is largely
a pedestrian only zone so pleasant and easy to wander about, and wander we did.
We walked the 3.5 km around the city walls passing the 20 or 30 defensive towers
and the North, South and West gates, the East being the sea so without gate or wall.
Inside the walls the original street plan remains so it�s a mix or large and small,
some of original wood, others of the limestone quarried locally and many with those
gable ends so common in these Hansa towns and cities.
Gun powder tower.
The picture shows the old Gun Powder tower, yes you've got it, they stored gun powder
here. Its part of the walls and the tower overlooks the sea. And just look at that
blue sky, wonderful.
In the evening, and following our traumas of the day before, we dined out in a city
centre restaurant and although a Saturday evening the whole city was really quiet.
For starters Barry had a local speciality starter, prawns in sour cream topped with
caviar on toast. The fish eggs where orange and despite the waitresses good English
she did not have the name of the fish in English.
When it came time to leave G�tland we opted to make a direct 75 mile route to the
mainland of Sweden and so decided to leave at 0400 and thus arrive in time for tea
so to speak. The evening forecasts disagreed, one said SW 4-5 and the other V 0-2.
Janet confessed that she was really terrified of starting a 75 mile trip in light
winds if we had an unreliable engine and even worst closing with a rocky lee shore
with no engine, so at 0300 when we discovered the wind to be little or nothing we
turned over and slept on.
The following day we took the fuel system apart and placed clear plastic tubing
between ever part in the chain. This enabled us to see clear diesel rise from the
tank, clear diesel to flow out of the first filter and fizzy diesel to emerge from
the fuel lift pump. Eureka! All of this glosses over the 5 hours of toil, sawing
up copper fuel lines making new connections which we hoped would not further complicate
the situation, well plastic pipes and jubilee clips I ask you, and the 10 minutes
of manual pumping to purge the air from the system until we felt each time we had
a representative system in front of us. Then off to the marina to find the nearest
Volvo agent. Being in Sweden there should have been one on every street corner but
no, we had to order the part from the mainland and a 2 day delivery.
Our stay in Visby coincided with the Mid summer celebrations, these are traditionally
celebrated in Sweden on the first Friday after Mid summers day. The highlight of
the day time celebration is the decorating and raising of the mid summer pole. The
pole is decorated by winding fresh picked greenery around it, and incorporating
wild flowers which are brought by all the participants. It is fun to watch, once
it is finished it is raised and then folk dancing around it takes place. The females
regardless of age wear coronets made of wild flowers, it is all very colourful and
this part of the celebrations must have changed little over the years. There where
also other events over the weekend, a parade of 1950/60�s American cars, a jazz
concert in the park and folk singing, plus the usual revelry in all the bars that
accompanies these occasions.
So, will it be the cure, will it calm our nerves and fears, will we have to take
the system apart again for a more in depth analysis? Perhaps we'll find out in a
couple of days time.
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