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Day two. Alarm at six. Granola with milk, a wash at the marina, then another check: still no harbourmaster. I’d have to leave without paying for the night. Checked the Shipping forecast:
Windy showed the high covering the whole western Baltic tomorrow. No wind. Revised plan: straight to Wismar instead of Denmark, and a closer look at Wismar Bay.
At eight, I left Grömitz under full sail, heading south-east. A calm passage. Shoals flank both sides of the bay entrance. Approaching, the AIS began beeping enthusiastically: a procession of yachts was leaving towards me.
Near town, sails down and fenders out. Three marinas ahead; I wanted the one fifteen minutes’ walk from the centre. Heading there, I spotted a forty-footer to starboard, apparently in shallow water. A man on the bow waved. I waved back. He waved again, insistently. I thought I understood. Approaching carefully, I heard his request for a tow. They threw a bow line, which I secured to my stern cleat. Fifteen minutes pulling in different directions and ways, but my fourteen horsepower couldn’t shift her. A large tourist boat passed and its skipper offered help. They thanked me; I took the marina’s last free berth. Finger pontoons, unusual in Germany.
€18 a night. Showers and laundry extra, but a kitchen available. Wismar is a beautiful historic town, largely undamaged in the war. Definitely among my favourite German places for a day visit.
Twenty-five miles. Track here.
#passage
04.10.2024, 0341 UTC, Western Baltic
An extensive high 1023 over the northern North Sea moves towards northern Germany and
weakens somewhat
NE 3 to 4, abating
for a time coastal fog patches
sea first 1 meter
Windy showed the high covering the whole western Baltic tomorrow. No wind. Revised plan: straight to Wismar instead of Denmark, and a closer look at Wismar Bay.
At eight, I left Grömitz under full sail, heading south-east. A calm passage. Shoals flank both sides of the bay entrance. Approaching, the AIS began beeping enthusiastically: a procession of yachts was leaving towards me.
Near town, sails down and fenders out. Three marinas ahead; I wanted the one fifteen minutes’ walk from the centre. Heading there, I spotted a forty-footer to starboard, apparently in shallow water. A man on the bow waved. I waved back. He waved again, insistently. I thought I understood. Approaching carefully, I heard his request for a tow. They threw a bow line, which I secured to my stern cleat. Fifteen minutes pulling in different directions and ways, but my fourteen horsepower couldn’t shift her. A large tourist boat passed and its skipper offered help. They thanked me; I took the marina’s last free berth. Finger pontoons, unusual in Germany.
€18 a night. Showers and laundry extra, but a kitchen available. Wismar is a beautiful historic town, largely undamaged in the war. Definitely among my favourite German places for a day visit.
Twenty-five miles. Track here.
#passage
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