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Vilamoura,
Portugal
800
miles and six weeks since we left the Solent we have stopped at Vilamoura.
We
left Camper & Nicholson’s yard in Gosport, on Friday 1st
September. We had planned
just to slip away, but in the end were pleased to be waved off by a small
group of friends from Odiham, who also kindly ferried us down, acted as
willing pack horses for the many bags and boxes still to be loaded,
decorated the boat with streamers and balloons, and helped us reef the
mainsail right down so that we could leave to sail to Cowes in the teeth
of a South Westerly gale. We
managed to leave just before a downpour, so that at least our send off
party, we hope, remained dry!
We
spent the night in Cowes, victualled for Dartmouth, received a much
improved forecast and sailed down to Dartmouth, arriving to sunshine on
Sunday morning, 3rd September.
It
had always been our intention to spend a week or so there, with our
friends Roger and Bronwen Baron, completing a few of the jobs still left
on the boat, and preparing her to cross Biscay.
Our
thanks go to them for their hospitality, all Roger’s help with the boat
and Bronwen’s with victualling, including the night she offered service
as excellent restaurant, bath house, launderette and internet café
combined!
We
had planned to leave on Sunday 10th September, but on checking with the Met
Office on Saturday morning were warned of strong adverse winds in South
Biscay at the end of the week, so hurried to complete the remaining
essential tasks and sailed out of Dartmouth on Saturday afternoon, giving
us a little extra time to complete the crossing with the otherwise good
forecast.
This
certainly gave us a very smooth, fast passage – we sailed outside the
shipping separation zone off Ushant the following afternoon; passed
Finisterre, invisible in the fog on Wednesday afternoon and arrived in
Leixoes, in Northern Portugal on Thursday.
We were rather stunned to hear that England had ground to a halt in
the few days since we had left, but relieved that there was no diesel
shortage here, as we had motored a good part of the way across Biscay to
keep up our speed.
We
spent a day exploring Oporto and visiting the Taylors’ lodge there and
then set sail south for Cascais, just outside Lisbon.
This was a much shorter passage, thankfully, as it was extremely
foggy for much of the way, allowing us to become really familiar with our
new radar set, which had already proved its worth off Finisterre.
It is easy to take the accuracy and certainty of GPS for granted,
and certainly the two together allowed us to make a passage which would
have been very much harder without them.
The fog cleared just as we approached the Cabo do Roca, the Western
most point of Europe, and then closed in again as we made our way the
final few miles along the coast to Cascais.
We were just beginning our blind approach to the new marina, when
it kindly cleared again.
We
had decided to spend a week or so in Cascais, carrying out further work,
principally making a new canvas sun awning and bimini cover, while there
was shore power to run the sewing machine.
As
every boat owner knows, there are always hundreds of small jobs to be
done, and in our case, having had so little time on Flame since we bought
her, and wanting to concentrate on sailing her as much as possible, we set
off with a long list of small items needing to be done.
Helpfully, the recommendation for yachtsmen going South from the
Channel is to leave as early as possible in the summer and certainly ahead
of the equinoctial gales in September, but one can’t set sail from the
Canaries for the Atlantic crossing until mid-November at the earliest
(until the Trade winds have started and the hurricane season has
“ended”). This means that
one has quite a lot of spare time available in Portugal and the Canaries
which we had always planned to spend catching up on at least some of these
many tasks.
After
a very pleasant week in Cascais, we sailed on down to Sines, half way to
Cape St Vincent, where we spent a few nights enjoying this pleasant small
Portugese town.
We
left Sines with quite a swell running and had a very rolly sail down to
Cape St Vincent, and a smoother, faster one along the coast to Vilamoura
where we arrived early on Sunday morning the 1st October,
exactly a month after leaving Gosport.
Some
friends from Odiham, Sam and Audrey Barder, who have a house just outside
Vilamoura where they spend the autumn, had invited us for a bath, which
was a welcome prospect. When
we called Sam, we discovered that the bath was to include a very
comfortable bedroom and the use of a car, enabling us to become house
guests and enjoy a spell of life ashore while not neglecting the boat and
its many demands.
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