Today we sailed from Krokholmen up around Möja and into its tiny harbour Kyrkviken. We’ve tried to get into Kyrkviken before, because there’s only room for a handful of boats and it has always been bursting at the seams, but today we managed to snag a free space. There aren’t any buoys, so you have to toss in the anchor, and because the water is so shallow, the next boat to arrive got stuck trying to avoid our anchor line, so that was embarrassing. We pulled the anchor out and threw it in again rather nearer the boat, so much nearer, in fact, that part of the chain is still in the cockpit. I don’t think it would hold us if someone on a passing boat should happen to sneeze in our direction, but we’re completely sheltered from the wind here and it doesn’t seem to worry the Swedes.
This is the inside of the white wooden church that gives Kyrkviken its name. They have their priorities right when it comes to ecclesiastical ornamentation.
And here’s a view of the harbour, decorated twigs stuck into an objet trouvé that appears to be a mine.
