Corsica, France

We arrived on the northwest corner of the French island of Corsica after a sweet, smooth, moonlit crossing. Our first port was the town of Calvi with it's old walled citadel perched high on the cliffs.
We anchored outside of the harbor under the old walls and took the dinghy in for pastries, french bread and pan de chocolate. Oh la la....the pastries alone with their abundance of cream and butter made the voyage over worth it !!!


Our second night and last night here in Calvi there was a Festival of the Virgin Mary. At 11:00pm beautiful opera music began with a light show off of the walls of the old city, followed by spectacular fireworks raining down on us from the citadel. Talk about being in the right place at the right time. They truly know how to use fireworks over here in Europe with all of the plentiful celebrations and festivals.

We move on around the north side of Corsica to the small port of Saint Florent and anchored just outside of the port. Huge, spectacular mountains are the backdrop for the picturesque little town. The pictures are of the town, the hang-gliders jumping off of the hills, wine being sold out of barrels for 2 euros/liter, and the old men playing some sort of bowling game in the square. What a beautiful village.

Next we moved on up the Cap Corse (the 20 mile peninsula at the north end of Corsica) to a little village of Centuri. A very old and small port where we had a very expensive lobster meal overlooking the bay at the supposedly best restaurant on Corsica. It was delicious, but a little too rich for our systems as we felt it the next day !


We moved on around the Cap Corse and anchored at Bastia on the east coast. Bastia is described as "Shabby-Chic" but we just found it shabby and so failed to take any pictures. Our time on Corsica has been lovely and the French have been warm and friendly, plus we have made several new friends along the way. But now it is time to journey on to the Italian island of Elba.