The trick to anchorages and moorings is to plan your arrival for late morning, as everyone is vacating for the next cove. We lucked out on Caprera Island and got a mooring (I have mastered laying down on deck, hanging out of the lifelines, to get a line through the ring as no pennants are provided).
The harbor is home to a sailing school, and we would watch 50 dinghies go out every morning and afternoon to practice. Boats further out in the anchorage found themselves as marks sometimes, with dinghies tacking to get around them.
We took the dinghy ashore and stretched our legs with a walk to a local restaurant for lunch in the woods. Along the way we foraged for wild figs and black raspberries, and saw lots of evidence of wild boars (they are incredibly destructive and dig up everything in their way).
That evening, we had new neighbors Tim and Sharon aboard for drinks (they were kind enough to bring Pimms cups in honor of Wimbledon). A British couple, they knew New Jersey well, as they lived in Morristown for a couple of years. It’s always funny how small this world really is!
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