My most southern point

Next to restaurant

Harbor bay Harstena

Village fountain

Such pretty flowers

Nice view

Skeleton looking island

Eva -TipTop ice-cream

Female sea police officers

Little red houses

Our great lunch

Anchoring at Örholmarna

Log and speedometer stopped working

Sunset in Arkösund

Transportation on the island

Another red house

Letting autopilot steer

After a good nights sleep, we got up early to set out to go to Harstena an island and little village of red houses mostly along the harbour. During our maneuver getting the anchor up suddenly the line dissappeared under the boat. I knew for sure it was not tangled up in the propeller, but as we figured out wrapped around the rudder. After a short discussion we came up with a plan: Let the line out again and have the boat drift and then push the line with the boats hook below the rudder. It worked,  what a great crew I have!
After almost two hours sailing in between in big swell coming from a different direction than the wind, we arrived in Harstena. This was my most southern point of my journey!

We arrived before lunch and had enormous luck that a sailboat left a space just next to the restaurant that we conquered since guests places are very limited.
We enjoyed walking through the picturesque village that looks as out of an Astrid Lindgren story.
After stocking up Kanelbullar and other stuff from the bakery at the end of the path we returned to enjoy a great lunch in the sun at the restaurant.
While testing the great rhubarb apple pie with vanilla cream as dessert the wind died down.
Back on the boat around 14h we returned north under motor, but took a path over the more open sea. The stony islands here look like ancient dinosaurs sleeping or big gray skeletons. The boat rocked smoothly up and down on the swell and my whole crew reduced layers showing more skin as the sun continued to shine. Eva fell asleep and didn't need her long underwear anymore.
Back at the nice new harbour Arkösund I did my worst landing maneuver only managing to get the front of the boat to the pier. Luckily we had help from a harbour boy that could pull our back to the pier after he finally reached our line.
My crew took the initiative immediately to fill both water tanks up again,  then we had our drinks.
I even dared to go swimming of the back of boat, but needed a long hot shower afterwards.

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