She is an ALEN 82, built by Alen Yacht, and 24.95 m from bow to stern. Six guests sleep below, in three cabins with hull windows at pillow height.
At 30 knots her wake runs straight to the horizon behind her.
Inside, the sea runs past the salon windows at eye level.
Boarding at the stern, you step onto teak laid in narrow boards and already warm from the sun. Your shoes go into a woven leather basket, and they wait there until the week is over. The swim platform lowers to the water, close enough to trail a foot in from the edge. At anchor the water laps against it, and the air smells of salt and sun on wood.
A long table is set aft under the shade sail, and the light through it falls soft and even. The teak stays cooler in that shade, easy under bare feet after the heat of the platform. The salon doors stand open behind you, and the breeze comes through from the water. The table stays set long after lunch, and the plan for the afternoon is a swim.
Through the glass doors the salon opens as one long room, with windows running unbroken down both sides. The sofa is from Molteni&C, which began as a family workshop in Giussano in 1934, and it sits low and deep. Its height is the point: seated, you still see the water slide past at eye level. The cabinets are faced in a pale veneer, its grain running the length of the room.
Mornings start at the banquette beside the galley, with the shore framed in a wide window. Coffee is the first thing you smell as you walk forward through the salon. A strip of light glows along the base of the seat, low and warm before the sun is fully up. The galley is a run of pale joinery with its appliances set flush, so the room stays calm and uncluttered.
Forward of the salon the helm sits behind a wide sweep of windshield, with water opening out on three sides. Beside it a lounge is laid with cushions and a throw, a good seat for watching an anchorage come up. The console is faced in the same pale veneer, smooth and cool under a resting palm. At anchor the wheel sits still, and the padded seats in front of it are yours for the morning.
Forward along the side deck, the teak runs on in one long line beside the rail. At the bow a settee curves around the stem, deep in cushions that hold the heat of the sun. Lean back, and past the anchor chain there is nothing in front of you but the bay. The breeze reaches you first up here, and it smells of salt and nothing else.
Up the open stair, the flybridge lies wide to the sky, with sunbeds laid forward and aft. By midday the cushions are warm, and a towel between you and them is all you need. Aft, a shade sail stretches out for the hours when the sun is too much. A bar with a grill stands aft as well, and by evening its smoke drifts out over the water. From up here the whole anchorage is laid out below you.
Below, the master cabin runs the full beam of the hull, with a window on either side. The bed is made up in washed linen, cool against your skin when you first lie down. The headboard is upholstered in a nubby woven fabric, soft to lean against with a book. The joinery stops below the window line, so from the bed you still see the water. A dressing room and a bathroom of your own open off it, and light glows low along the floor.
In the guest cabin the bed lies against the hull, and a window sits right at pillow height. Reading lights are recessed into the joinery, so nothing stands on the shelf to knock over at night. A blanket with a soft, fringed edge lies folded at the foot of the bed. The VIP has a bathroom of its own, and towels wait rolled on the bed before you come down. Ask us how the twin’s beds are laid out for your party.
The full specification sheet is available to brokers on request.