With my ear not feeling a lot better, and having to put drops in 3 times a day while keeping the drops in the fridge, we opted not to go exploring the island. We decided to get starting on our big pack up, packing our bags with clothing and stuff we have realised we don’t need on the boat. It took Rowan all of 5 mins to chuck his into a bag, and of course took me much longer!
The resort is called Le Phare Bleu (The Blue Lighthouse) because it has this old Swedish lighthouse boat moored on the jetty. The top half is a pub (closed during Covid), the showers and toilets for the marina boats are in this old lighthouse. It is very well done, with old wooden floors and all the windows are the original screw down port holes. Full of history, it used to serve the Northern Swedish seas and move home when the ice arrived. We think we are living in a confined space but they used to have 6 men aboard the boat for over half a year at a time.
Rowan went out on the Marina’s Hobby Cat in the afternoon. I caught up on my blog and papers reclining next to the pool!
The restaurant does Rotisserie Thursday dinner and has obviously built up a bit of a reputation as it was packed. Loads of dinghies were over from the many anchorages around here. Apparently there is a huge community of live aboard boats in Hog Island not far from here. We have yet to see the appeal of that lifestyle, but fully understand if you have sold up everything to go sailing, this is a safe place to be for the hurricane season. I’m so grateful to be heading back to Mettingham!
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