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  • Day198

    Spent today with an old friend from Guernsey, Dave Bruce, and he have us a personalised guided walking tour of the Rock. We walked to the Moorish castle, Siege tunnels, Windsor bridge, Jews gate, Mediterranean steps, and St Michaels Cave. It was a great way to see the island and to learn a lot more about it as well as working up a decent sweat climbing the steps. We are now planning on riding the cable car to the top tomorrow and visiting the cave and tunnels on the way back down. Here are pictures of the stunning views and of the famous monkeys. Will hopefully get some more photos to show you. We took a cycle ride around the edgeish yesterday, I say ish because in some cases you are actually in the Rock rather than on the edge as you have to pass through three different tunnels, we passed some of the less touristy sites as well including the crematorium tip and the scrapyard. A lot of the current Rock is actually reclaimed land you might be able to see the old walls in some of the pictures and anything outside of these is on reclaimed land. Most of the lowlying land to the North and West is reclaimed only the old docks used to be there.Read more

  • Day199

    So today after buying some new batteries for the boat, and I'm not talking Duracell, we were tourists and took the cable car up the Rock then visited O'Haras battery, St Michaels Cave, Siege tunnels, Siege museum and Moorish castle before john had to have a Guinness and we wondered back to the boat. So here are some more photos both of the views and the monkeys

  • Day95

    Vorgester simr in Gibraltar acho. Schono lustig wiemä i wenigä Meter vo Spaniä uf Ängland chunnt...
    Z' Gibraltar heimr üs uf d' Suechi gmacht nachemä Steuplatz, wos schiins hie am Hafä git. Leider heimr dä nienä gfungä. So simr bis zum "Europa Point" cho, dsch sonä üsserstä Zipfu vo Gibraltar u dert isch ä Lüchtturm, ä Moschee u ä Kanonä. Dr Lüchtturm het mega guet usgseh mit sim rot-wissä Chleid im blau-grau vom Himmu – dramatischä u majestätischä Aablick! Ufdr angerä Sitä vom Platz isch ganz chöniglich d' Moschee gstangä. Äs prächtigs Geböide!
    Nach däm mir ds aues hei agluegt, simr abä it Autstadt. Dert simr grad us ersts it Info u när dür d' Strassä gschlenderet. Krass, wie zmitts in Spaniä äs Mini-Ängland mitemä chliinä London cha bestah. D' Lüt redä aui änglisch, mä zauht mit Pounds (odr Euros) und i praktisch aunä Restaurants chamä Fish&Chips ha. Nur dr Vrcheer isch normau; sie fahrä o rächts.
    Wüumr dä Steuplatz geng no nienä hei gfungä, heimr üs entschidä, bi däm "Europa Point" ufem Parkplatz gah z' nächtigä. Währendem Znacht hets du plötzlech afah tropfä u Blitzä hei dr Himmu lah erhäuä. No heimrs gschafft aues inä z' ruumä, da hets scho aagfangä schiffä. Üsä erst Rägä sit ämnä Zitli! Mir hei üs de schnäu i Alj vrchrochä u hei no ä Fium gluegt.
    Gester heimr eich vorgha, früeh ufzstah fr ufä Bärg ufä. Z' Weckerlütä isch aber vomnä Platzrägä begleitet gsi u so heimr spontan entschidä, nomau ä Rundi witrzschlafä. So het üsä Tag när o usgseh. Nachdäm d' Sunnä dür d' Wulchä het mögä, simr losgfahrä. Abr chuum im Alj, hets widr afah schiffä. Bir Gondelistation heisi üs när o gseit, dass d' Gondeli momentan nid fahrä u so heimr üs entschidä, usserhaub ufnä Camping z' gah u dr Usflug ufä Bärg z' vrschiebä. Womr dr Camping hei gfungä u üs hei iigrichtet, heimr ä Fium im Alj-Chino gnossä u hei üs ä gmüetlechä Tag gmacht. Z' Wätter isch o widr schön gsi, abr nid so sichr. Drum simr bim Entschluss blibe, dr Usflug z' verschiebä. Am Aabä heimr CousCous à la Dana gmacht, hei nomau ä Fium gluegt u si gah schlafä.
    So, itz hüt hets klappet. Mit Sunneschiin simr erwachet u dä hetsech dr ganz Tag mögä ha.
    In the morning we met our camping-neighbours, Marie and Henning. They're norwegian people and nearly the same age as we are. After a long time of talking, we went to Gibraltar together.
    In Gibraltar we went up to the hill called "upper rock" with de cable car. On the hill it was a very nice view! We saw to Gibraltar, to Ceuta (Africa), to the Straight of Gibraltar and to Spain. Amazing and very stunning!
    As we went out of the cable car, we saw the first apes. Such cute animals! We made a roundcourse about 4km long and then went downhill with the cable car. After a good lunch with our new friends we said goodbye.
    Next stop: Málaga
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  • Day196

    So we are now on the Rock, after leaving Rota we travelled 40 miles to Barbate for the night then 40 miles to Gibraltar on both days it started well then the wind picked up and was on the nose, but good news I wasn't actually ill although I did feel a bit rough. The scenery travelling from Barbate to Gibraltar was more interesting than it's been for a while, there are hills now it's been fairly flat since Albufeira, and we could be much closer in as no longer shoals within 2 miles of the shore. This is the first time we have had to moor up Mediterranean style and it was a lot less painful than we expected even going in stern too, we didn't hit anything which surprised us, but getting a new bow thruster should make this manoeuvre easier. We have had a quick wander around Main Street and saw an M&S, Debenhams, Mothercare and Morrisons as well as some typical pub names The Rock Arms, O'Reillys etc. We will be proper tourists tomorrow but don't worry we will be careful of the monkeys.

    Photo 1 is just the scenery/coast between Barbate and Gibraltar
    Photo 2 shows the Atlas Mountains poking their head above the clouds just off the bow of the boat
    Photo 3 is of the lighthouse on Tarifa a place that we have read has the highest suicide rate in Europe and apparently 360 out of 365 days of high winds, it was certainly blowing when we went past, the African coast was only about 8 miles away.
    Photo 4 is of scenery and what looked to us like a Martello tower.
    Photo 5 is of a tanker and the African coast
    Photo 6 is the Rock not the best angle but while we were coming across the bay it was covered in cloud and didn't clear until we had fueled up at a cost of 45.9 pence a litre, John was pleased with that price.
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  • Day5

    Rondabol Afrika felé vettük az irányt, de csak Gribraltárig jutottunk. Najo ez is volt a cél. Útközben pazar luxus üdülő komplexumokat és tucatnyi golfpályát láttunk. Elég menő volt.
    Mai napra, mivel angol felségterületre érkeztünk, kitaláltam hogy amíg itt vagyunk angolul fogunk beszélni. Így most lehet ezt is angolul kéne írnom, de asszem most ettől eltekintek.
    Gibraltarba érve, először egy kifutópályát kereszteztünk, ilyet sem láttam még. Ha jön a gép, akkor leállítják a forgalmat. Sajnos nem csíptük el a pillanatot.
    Érkezés után egyből felmentünk a híres szikla tetejére (412 m) egy felvonóval. Csak egyirányú jegyet vettünk mert lefelé gyalog szerettunk volna jönni. Így legalább sétálunk is és semmi sem marad ki.
    A tetőről csodálatos kilátás nyílt a városra, a tengerre és a híres hegyes sziklára. Mire felértünk volt vagy f5 így az energia pótlás időszerűnek tűnt. Bepótoltuk az elmaradt reggelit. Mindketten buggyantott tojást ettünk, én spenótos lazacosat, Gyati meg avokadosat.
    Ezzel elleszünk estig.
    Aztán nekivágtunk a lefelé vezető útnak.
    Sikerült közös képet, sőt videót csinálni a makikkal ( az fent volt a listán, hogy ilyet kötelező csinálni) Így megvolt a boldogság.
    A lefelé vezető úton volt egy barlang amit akár meg is neztünk volna, de sajnos időben nem fért bele. A másik fő látványosság egy függőhíd majd egy mór vár volt, de annyira rossz állapotban volt hogy inkább csak tovább haladtunk a belváros felé.
    A fő utca tele márkás üzletekkel, éttermekkel, bárokkal.
    De semmi lenyűgöző. Inkább gyorsan kocsiba szállunk és irány Tarifa.
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  • Day18

    Decided to take my destiny into my own hands today and get out of the house. One place I'd always been curious to see was Gibraltar, and now that it wasn't too far away, I decided I'd drive down and take a look. Shandos investigated the options and decided she wasn't interested, and would stay behind to mind the animals. So I got up fairly early, breakfasted and showered and hit the road just after 9am.

    It was about a 2.5 hour drive from Lucena down to Gibraltar, and was freeway the entire way aside from maybe the last 5 kilometres. A few tolls which was annoying (and unexpected), since I was just following Google's directions! Arrived in the Spanish border town of La Linea de la Conception about 11:15 and parked the car in a large carpark a few hundred metres from the border. I'd read that your best option for a day trip is to park on the Spanish side and walk over, as the queue for cars crossing was usually quite slow (it looked slow this morning!), and parking is both scarce and expensive in Gibraltar.

    But with my UK passport I walked straight through with no lines, and only the most perfunctory of passport checks. The next part was quite exciting, as the main runway of Gibraltar airport directly bisects the main road into and out of the town. So I had to walk across! Thankfully it's not a busy airport, with only around 6 aircraft movements each day. Just as I finished crossing the bells started ringing and the gates came down. I got excited thinking I'd see a plane come in, but it was a false alarm as almost immediately afterwards the bells rang again and the gates went up.

    I headed into town, on foot rather than forking out several pounds for a bus. The old town is very English, with the building styles and trimmings all very reminiscent of the home country. Plus all the signs were in English and the brands were all English (Marks & Spencer, Natwest etc). Lots of nationalist slogans around which surprised me a bit - "Gibraltan and proud, British like the pound" and so on. Very fiercely pro-British, though I guess it should be expected given both referendums (1967 and I think in the 90s?) returned a "stay in the UK" result.

    Unfortunately all of the shops were closed since it was Sunday, so I had to content myself with window shopping instead. Still very un-used to that aspect of European life. But the upside was that all the pubs (which were of course open) had Sunday roasts available, so I picked out a nice looking place and ordered, only to discover the Sunday roast wasn't ready until 1pm! You can take the territory out of Spain, but...

    I had English fish & chips instead - I didn't want to waste 45 minutes waiting for the kitchen, as I had a Rock to climb!

    But I wasn't walking up, there's a cable car that takes you to the almost-summit. Seen in profile, the Rock actually has three summits, two about the same height at the northern and southern ends (412 metres), and a slightly lower one in the middle, which is where the cable car dropped us off. Great views during the climb - the mountains of Africa in one direction, Spain and the Costa del Sol in the other, and the UK underneath us. The weather wasn't quite co-operating; more high cloud causing washed-out photos, but it was clear further out so I kept up hope!

    Had a good look around from the observatory on the central summit - you actually can't go to the higher two as they're still active military installations, complete with radar domes, antennae and razor wire. Loads of monkeys around as well, which Gibraltar is famous for. Not sure exactly what type of macaque they are, but they were tail-less so very different to the ones we were used to in Asia.

    I hate monkeys. They're fairly aggressive, and snatch at bags and dive into pockets. I even saw a few people get jumped on, though they weren't hurt or anything. They're very quick to bare their teeth, and I'm always worried about being bitten and getting hepatitis or something. A few cute little baby ones around, but I generally steered clear.

    I wanted to check out some of the older military installations still visible on the Rock so I did some bushwalking - it's actually an enormous area. After a long and arduous climb I made it up to O'Hara's Battery, where the 9.2" guns faced out to the Mediterranean Sea. Unfortunately for me it was closed! But I managed to do some scrambling nearby and found my way to just under the military installation at the southern summit which had a great view. And unlike the cable car area, I had this all to myself - until a couple of British expats arrived with their dogs, having walked the entire way up!

    I started wandering back down towards the cable car station, stopping off at St Michael's Cave on the way. The Rock is chock-full of caves, tunnels, supply trains and hidden bunkers, both man-made and natural, though obviously many are still off-limits to the public. I was interested in checking out the caves, but it was 10 pounds for entry so I politely declined!

    Back to the cable car station and by now it was getting late in the afternoon and I had a long walk and drive ahead of me, so I bought a Coke, had one last look around and then descended. Long walk back through town, across the runway, across the border, then back to the car around 4pm. And off I went, back down the freeway from whence I came! One last look back to see the Rock bathed in sunshine - naturally!

    Two and a bit hours drive back was uneventful, though a bit rainy in places as I went through mountains. Southern Spain is surprisingly rugged, much more than I expected. Shandos had done a bit of cleaning in my absence but not much else! Dogs all happy to see me of course.

    Had a great day and I'm glad that I went. It's a strange place; not too touristed but I guess it's the winter months. Probably 75% of the tourists were Brits, and most of the rest were Spanish. The old town area is nice, but outside of that it's mostly grim apartment buildings on reclaimed land which reminded me a lot of Hong Kong. Not somewhere I'd want to live I don't think!
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  • Day4

    Today we where in Gibraltar 🇬🇮, one of my favorite ports.
    We had a nice stroll into town, and after Maz had bought some stuff from the pharmacy just by the square at the town entrance, we decided to have a walk down one of the side streets, as Main St was as usual packed with tourists.
    We only walked along the next parallel street to Main St, which was Cannon Lane, but it made for a much more pleasant experience, as there were no crowds and it was quite shaded, which was a welcome relief from the sun.
    At the end of the lane we turned back on to Main St and had a drink at The Royal Calpe pub.
    It's quite nice in there and we've been a number of times before.
    After that it was a stroll back to the ship for a sleep before the evening drinks.
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  • Day3

    I've been to Gibraltar 🇬🇮 many many times and I love the place, but this time I decided to give the old town a miss.
    On the walk along North Mole Rd, which takes you from the ship right in to the old town, I turned right at the first traffic island, that's the one with the statue commemorating the evacuation of the civilian population of the rock in WWII.
    There is nothing of any historical interest down there, but it was nice to get away from the tourist magnet of the old town.
    It is basically just a residential area, where I passed, the local Jehovah's Witness Kingdom Hall, and the local swimming pool, this as well as the indoor pool, has two outdoor pools fed directly from the sea.
    Further along the road is the very British Morrisons supermarket along with the obligatory McDonald's.
    Next came St Bernard's hospital which looks very new and modern.
    Finally I came across a lovely little park with views of the cruise ship and part of the port, quite an industrial view but nice all the same.
    On the way back to the ship I crossed over to the other side of North Mole Rd, to another residential area which overlooks the other side of the harbour and the end of the airport runway.
    It was quite exciting to see the planes takeoff, but it must be very noisy for the residents.
    So that was about it for my stroll around this part of Gibraltar, it did make a nice change from the old town, and was interesting in its own way.
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  • Day145

    Was suppose to be taking Gangway photos today but another photographer offered to do Gangway for me so I could go out with Jackson on his day off. We didn't have much time though because it's an early sail (1:30pm) and I start work at 1pm. There's also no pictures today because I didn't take my camera with me. Knowing we didn't have much time. We got off and wandered around for a little bit. Stopping at a little bar called the Red Lion for breakfast. We got an omelette to share but liked it so much we got a second. Then headed to a restaurant to say hi to one of Jackson's friends who now lives in Gibraltar before heading back to the ship. Now we're relaxing for a little while before I have to head to work. We are docked with Oriana today so our sail away party is suppose to be Oriana themed in some way.Read more

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