Many had given up hope. In August it
finally arrived. For more than a fortnight, until two days ago, we were able to enjoy summer as it
should be, warm and sunny. We took the most of it continuing our explorations
of this great region concentrating on the archipelago, which is – at least to us northerners – the most beautiful in the world.
On Saturday, we drove with our picnic lunch
no further than to the Ruissalo island for a change. Unlike on our earlier visits, the cliffs of the Kuuva cape were far from quiet. We soon
realised why it was such a popular idea to go sunbathing on the cliffs that
particular day. There was a regatta going on on the Airisto waters south of the
tip of the cape.
We hadn’t expected that. For the past few
weeks, we’ve been so busy making excursions we haven’t taken care to keep track
of the local event calendar at all but this town keeps treating us with pleasant
surprises.
We do not know anything about the different
types of sailing boats or the procedure of boat racing. Nevertheless, despite
the rather light breeze, it was fascinating to spend the sunny afternoon
watching the groups of boats gliding to and fro against the glittering
seascape.
I later learned there were a total of one hundred
participants in seven classes in this regatta. Admiring an event like this at
close range makes you wish you weren’t such a landlubber.