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.