There was an insane windstorm in Alassio, which the locals call, aptly,
tormenta. Here are some shots from around the marina. I had thought about mooring at anchor at the nearby private island (isolated area, no other boats, no dock, no electricity, just a single anchor), but decided against it because the clouds looked menacing. I felt like a genius for this decision, as the small mini anchor would definitely not have held against this wind.
Even the marina, protected behind a seawall, was full of spray. Every line on every boat was whistling in the wind, and loose canvas, like jib covers, was flapping wildly. Rain came in gusts, but the wind never let up.
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Whitecaps |
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Waves look small from this angle, but note the high water mark and remember that the Med has no tides.
Those waves climbed all the way up there. |
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How it looked from inside the mini.
Note the waves created in a secluded, sheltered port. |
Glad to be at a secure port through this storm!
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