Video – Ireland to Portugal

A video summary of our roughly 950nm tour this summer from Cork, Ireland, to Lisbon, Portugal.
We meant to spend a little more time cruising the southern Irish coast and ideally round Fastnet Rock before heading south. However, the weather convinced us to leave right away to take advantage of the northerly winds (and to avoid the upcoming strong southerlies).
While the water remained cold all the way to Lisbon, it was clear that we were moving south as day after day we were wearing less and less layers.
While La Coruna does not look that pretty from the water, we were quickly convinced we found a hidden jewel when walking down the old town alleys with endless rows of restaurants, bars and an amazing atmosphere until late. That in combination with outstanding food and endless opportunities to visit historic sites made for a good start into the Iberian part of our tour.
Santiago de Compostella did not disappoint at all; neither did Lisbon – fantastic destinations on their own.
What surprised us was the natural beauty of the Islas Cies (a must stop for any visitor in Galicia!) as well as the atmosphere of Porto. We wish we had been able to spend more time in either location.
On the downside, the water was much colder than expected and we therefore sailed in a fair bit of fog (we never saw the Portuguese coast north of Lisbon…).

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We had a quiet and very nice day today in Camarinas. Got some work done, replenished our food inventory, got diesel right at our slip and enjoyed the extremely nice weather (dark blue sky, mild breeze at 25C/80F).

In the late afternoon we left the marina and headed to our anchorage, which turned out be a very calm beach with hardly anybody around.

The water is surprisingly cold at 17C/66F.

Marc cooked us a nice steak with veggies that we enjoyd while listening to the surf hitting the beach.
We are getting ready to leave as soon as the forecast rain subsides and hope to make to the islands off of Vigo (for which we got an entry permit a while ago).

PS: The frenchies left early enough as they were afraid we would throw our last cow at them.

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We fart in your general direction

The forecast was for south-westerly winds turning north-west.
To take advantage of the southerlies on our way to Cape Finisterre we decided to leave in the morning. As today was Alex’s last day with us, we said farewell and were sad to see him leave.

We motored out of the harbor, set sails, rounded the long sea wall under pretty impressive dark clouds (with only a few sprinkles here and there) and sailed past the famous Torre de Hercules. The initially light wind picked up quickly and we enjoyed the very long swell that gently lifted us up by about 6-8 feet and dropped us down again (quick fun fact -we therefore went up a total of 36,000 feet that day – which is roughly twice the elevation of Mt Kilimanjaro). We all enjoyed this very soothing motion (and could tell we had our sea legs back when going back ashore for dinner).

Rounding the first corner, dolphins and birds were hitting the water quite hard, lots of fish made for an interesting sight. When the clouds disappeared and the wind turned to the NW we started to see whales and sharks here and there.
A typical Spanish meal (with lots of ham, chorizos, bread and cheese) put the icing on the cake.
We caught up on veggies in the late afternoon when the wind slowly died, motored-sailed for two more hours and tied up in Camarinas, a beautiful fishing town.
The burning grill on the street guided us to our dinner destination where we enjoyed extremely fresh and very well prepared seafood.

Facilities are good and internet speed even better than in A Coruna (we even had LTE and 3G during our entire sail).
In Norway we were initially doubtful that buying the power-cord extension was a good investment – by now we have been using it at just about every harbor.
Now back to our blog post title:
We had tied up at the marina, plugged in the power-cord, confirmed all was working and went to dinner in town.
Coming back, we were surprised that we had no power anymore and none of our equipment was charged. Our new french neighbors had unplugged our power-cord to their own advantage and happily filled their own batteries now…

No big deal, we found another outlet further down the pontoon and had a great time with some of the Monty Python lyrics.
Our neighbors just rubbed us the wrong way as even when we met them, nobody felt it was necessary to explain or comment… (and luckily enough we met plenty of fellow countrymen that were extremely pleasant to talk to and share boating experiences with).

I don’t want to talk to you no more, you empty headed animal food trough wiper. I fart in your general direction. Your mother was a hamster and your father smelt of elderberries.
― Graham Chapman, Monty Python and the Holy Grail

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