Wednesday, 18 July 2012

Around the evil Cape and up to Sines!

A lot of guitar playing whilst we were waiting!


Well we got our starter motor a day later than we hoped which meant we missed the weather window for going around Cabo Sao Vincente in pleasant conditions so once Ali had fitted it and tried the engine we thought we would go into the Marina for a night to get water, fuel washing and groceries.   At this point we should say thanks to Brian off Enjah for finding the part on ebay for us as all the internet connection we had whilst out anchored was my kindle and also thanks to Inga for paying for the part as the kindle could almost cope with ebay but not paypal!

The starter motor


 Lagos Marina is nice enough- it would need to be at £57 a night. I think it is the most we have paid for a night anywhere as we usually avoid places that charge that much, but we felt we deserved it and it was very good to get a hot shower!  We still had to go to an internet cafe as the marina internet isn’t up to much- it is like old dial up and refused to open some of the sites we use for weather forecasting.  We went out for a meal that night and remembered why we don’t eat out in Portugal.  When you order a meat dish all you get is fried meat, chips and rice and even our two girls like and need a little veg with the meal.  We did however have a very nice bottle of local wine....
Ali resorted to sleeping as we were at anchor again and he was bored!

Watching the boat on the computer to make sure the anchor isn't dragging in the wind.  It swings back and forth with the gusts along the track you can see on the screen but thankfully stayed there!

The next morning we decided to set off and try the Cape, even though the weather could definitely be said to be unfavourable.  So we collected or laundry, cleaned up and set off.  We had a bit of trouble with the main sail as we had gotten the sail cover  repaired in Lagos and the lady had sewn over the holes where the reefing lines should go through so to Ali;s dismay he had to cut holes through the newly sewn cover.  And then we were off and off we really were bombing along at first and then as the seas and the winds got bigger and stronger the closer we got to the Cape and I asked if it were at all possible to anchor for the night and try it early the next morning as the next harbour around the Cape is 68 miles to the North and I didn’t fancy tacking back and forth all night in big seas.  We decided to anchor in Enseada De Sagres as it is a big sandy beach with no rocks surrounding it and in the direction of wind if our anchor dragged it would just be out to sea.  The holding was very good as the wind continued to blow above 30 knots and up over 45 in gusts for the rest of that day.  We had thought we would set off at first light the next morning and set our alarm clock but the wind was still up to 40 knots so we decided just to stay where we were for another day!  We did brave the dinghy ashore to go to an internet cafe and look at the weather.Needless to say, we were disamayed by what we saw as it looked like it would be another 5 days before any weather approaching ‘favourable’ to get around the cape and so decided grimly we would just do it the next morning. 

Well what a sail the next day was we set off at around 7 am after wondering whether we should bother as the wind still hadn’t eased.  We got the girls up gave them seasickness tablets and put them in our cabin as it is less rough in there.  We set off with just a reefed main and were sailing really well approaching the point but as soon as the big waves hit us so did the big wind and we couldn’t make any north so we switched the engine on and this time didn’t jam it into start!  We could make about 285 degrees with this and so we tacked out to sea to see if it would get any better as we left the cape behind.   It was certainly shaping up to be very different to the trip South around the point in 2009 with flat calm seas!

At this point Kaylee was first out of the cabin to spew and she and I also had the pleasure of being entirely soaked when we were standing in the companion way and a big wave came right over the boat and down the hatch onto us.  So then poor Ali closed the hatch strapped himself onto the boat and had to do all the outside stuff for a while.  I was obviously busy too trying to stand up in a boat that was bucking like a bronco and keep little girls hair out of their faces whilst they emptied the contents of their stomach into the toilet (and hoping my breakfast would stay put too!)  It was at this point that we realised once again what brave tough little girls they are as they just lay down as best they could wedging themselves in somewhere only moving to get up and go to be ill again.  Alisha very drolly said at one point, “I suppose this is the day we will all die?”  I said I  thought that daddy would keep us all safe and it just felt bad as they were seasick.  Although Ali did say later he was worried as the bow of the boat was going under the waves more than he had seen before. Thankfully being locked in below I saw none of this although I did see all the water pouring over the boat I just decided not to look out except to check Ali was still there and still OK. 
Poor Alisha feeling very green.
Calmer seas

With weather like this the best thing is that it can’t get any worse and as we hoped (prayed) the further we got from the point the less the wind got – we had recorded 47 knots going at the worst bit.  The seas let up slightly too so we got a bit of the jib out, switched off the engine, and started tacking back and forth up the coast. 
Feeling better but it was still to wet to come out on deck

 The girls recovered amazingly quickly and were up on deck singing as soon as it was safe enough to let them and demanding I cooked lunch even though it was only 11 o’clock.  Cooking was a little difficult and once again I was very thankful for the bar Ali had put in front of the cooker so that you can tie yourself to it or lean on it depending on which tack you are on.  I did get bruised by it every time I slammed against it but that is better than slamming into the gas hob! 


What a difference a few hours makes!



There is an anchorage - Arrifana - 20 miles from the South West tip of Portugal and as we still wouldn’t have got to Sines until the next morning due to the tacking we decided to at least check out the anchorage.  It is reported as good but rolly as it is a surfer’s beach ‘and they know where to find waves’  We got there at about three in the afternoon and decided that the rolling was really nothing compared to what we had just come from and set off with the dinghy for some fun in the surf.  If the wind had been anything West of North then the anchorage would have been untenable and if you can’t cope with a bit of rolling I would imagine it is not an option but we were just glad to have finally after a week and a half to have made some progress we couldn’t care less. 
The girls jumping into the surf

We had a great couple of hours at the beach after nearly getting swamped in the dinghy coming ashore let’s just say it was good we all had our swimming suits on and were intending to get wet!  The girls and Ali had dug out their shorty wetsuits as the water is much colder here than the med and we were feeling it!  Arrifana is a really pretty beach and it wasn’t too busy – quite a few surfers and families but plenty of space.  The cliff on either side made it a very pretty place too .  
Islay Mist at anchor in Arrifana

We set off for Sines at 6am the next day and motor sailed the forty miles to get there as the seas had died a little so we didn’t have to tack back and forth all the time.  Ali did suggest switching the engine off and tacking at one point but quickly realised the rest of the crew just wanted to get to port. 

We got to SInes in the afternoon and the marina is just as we remembered it from September 2009.  When I was signing in the marina guy said that this winter Portugal had very little of the usual rain and this summer all they had had was cold and wind and the temperature was much lower than normal I thought typical. When we left Shetland three years ago, Shetland had it’s hottest summer ever and whilst we were in Cornwall for it’s wettest ever July, then Barcelona had snow down to sea level whilst we were there for the first time on over 20 years. Then the South of France and Italy  areas had their windiest springs in a very long time  Then when we wintered in Turkey,  Alanya made the CNN news for the amount of rain and the mud slide that came down the hill into the marina.  Last summer we went home for the coldest windiest non summer Shetland has had in a long while and finally now we are here for Portugal’s coldest windiest summer in living memory?!  Hopefully by the time we get to British waters the horrid summer they are having at the moment will have changed, though I will not hold my breath!

There is an English bloke in the marina who helped us tie up and he has a boat about two thirds the size of ours, it took him three days on his own to tack around Cabo Sao Vincente!  He said he just wouldn’t be beaten and turn back, now we feel we had a fairly smooth trip around! 

Ali had us all working here are the girls polishing the steelwork!  Slave driver but they were paid in icecream!

Our plans at the moment are to go find an internet cafe to look at the weather which was looking good for the next two days and set off from here tomorrow morning and just see how far we get before the Nortada  kicks  in again, but we haven’t seen a forecast in four days so it may have changed.  But at least now we are making progress in a northerly direction- only 1500ish miles to go – not including tacking.....

Since writing this and not finding an internet cafe in sines we have travelled up to figuera de Foz over the last two days and plan to head up to Oporto tomorrow and check out the new marina in town just having a lazy day today as we only anchored at midnight two nights ago, got up at 6 and only got into the harbour here at 4am this morning!




Tuesday, 10 July 2012

Rota to Lagos and stinky bodies

We left Rota quite early after paying up and going to post little girls letters and postcards.  The swell that was left over from the westerly winds was fairly substantial and made both girls feel sick within an hour or so and Kaylee as always succumbed completely and was hanging over the guard rails emptying her breakfast to the fish within another hour. 
Sunset

Nearly full moon.

It was a very boring day and we tried to sail at times when there was a little wind but it was light and coming fromt he wrong direction so we gave up by tea time and stuck the engine on.  We were thinking of heading to Portimao and anchoring there the next night and checking the forecast for going around Cabo Sao Vincente the SW tip of Portugal.  Oh how we wish we had....

The wind picked up a little in the morning so we decided just to carry on and try to get to the Lisbon area for Kaylee’s birthday so we could do something special.  Then the wind picked up a little more and our predicitions of how far we might get got less and less until it was well we will try to go around the point and if we can’t make it we will turn back and anchor just around the corner and try again the next morning.  As we cleared the land and saw a few other boats turning back we plodded on into rough seas our GPS stopped working so I had to use the back up system and plot our position every five minutes.  I soon noticed we were heading slightly South instead of North and so we decided to tack and see if we could make any Northerly headway at all and if not we would turn back.  We didn’t quite make the tack and Ali switched on the engine to keep our headway until I had sorted the gib.  Which went OK and this tack proved to be much more comfortable and as our GPs started working again Ali went below and confirmed we were going Northish and we would carry on to Sines. 

It was then I noticed the burning smell and Ali said yes he thought he could smell something too(!)  I tracked it down to the engine compartment which was now pouring out a burnt plastic smell.  Ali went up tried to stop the engine and found out that the key fob float had somehow managed to keep the key jammed on the ‘Start’ position rather than just ‘on’ and even worse the engine wouldn’t switch off.  The next step is to find the engine emergency stop and switch it off that way but somehow that didn’t work either and the burning smell was getting worse.  Ali tried a few things and I was starting to think about fire extinguishers when we tried the key one last time and thankfully the engine stopped.  The next thing we wanted to do was to start it again and this was the worst bit as it wouldn’t start at all and Ali guessed the starter motor had burned out. 

Although we were on a better tack we knew it was another 68 miles to the next port up the coast which wouldn’t be easy to sail into (in the likely dark) and it would be a very hard plod in the Northerly winds so we resigned ourselves to sailing back to Lagos and anchoring off the harbour there until Ali could check out what had happened.  It was just typical that once we got out of the rough seas around the point we had probably one of the best sails ever we were fully reefed and going at about 8 – 9 knots the whole way.  Normally we would be celebrating with speeds like that other smooth seas but it almost seemed like a slap in the face when we were heading away from home rather than towards it!

The next obstical was anchoring under sail which we had never done before as we have never needed to.  We took the jib down for easier tacking and tacked back and forth and back and forth slowly making our way into the shallower water.  Thankfully there were only about 4 boats anchored and we managed not to hit any of them – especially the very large shiny super yacht.  We had to time the taking down of the sail with the dropping of the anchor well and it was difficult to hear Ali shout from the bow in about 25 to 30 knot winds but we did it and thankfully the anchor bedded in first time as it was really a one chance operation!  
The burned out starter motor - completely fried!


The Guardia Civil leaving after checking our passports etc

Kaylee and Alisha sewed things for their dolls whilst marooned at anchor.

Ali took the starter motor to bits and found out as he suspected that it was completely burnt out and needed a replacement one of the few spares we don’t carry.....  And here we have been ever since, about a week now!  We did try to order the bit from the local boat yard but they wanted 600 Euros for it and we could get it from England for 200 including carriage so we are waiting patiently for the part to come - and hoping it gets here soon as we are running very low on water which isn’t life threatening as we can get more to drink form the shops but we are bathing in the sea and it’s bloody freezing! (Or just not bathing at all and it’s getting pretty stinky around here)  It is a shame that the local guys try it on so much as we would have happily bought it here even if it was justa little bit of a higher price but 400 pounds is some difference and they couldn’t even guarantee delivery within a week – simple choice really. 
the view of Lagos from the boat nice but not for a whole week!
Lagos has proved pretty disastrous for us on the whole really, Ali lost another pair of glasses overboard and when the girls and I baked Kaylee’s birthday cake then there was another smell of burning that filled the boat.  I took the cake out and found that it wasn’t actually burning but it was leaking out through the bottom of the cake tin and the leakage was burning!
Skinny dipping to save water....

At first we thought we were completely marooned as the outboard wasn’t working and it is too windy all the time here to row ashore.  Ali took the outboard apart and cleaned it all up so after two days he got a shore and we all finally got ashore on the Friday thankfully as that was Kaylee’s birthday!  We went to a science park in Lagos town, put in a load of laundry, had a quick lunch, and nipped into the supermarket to get some fresh food so we could get back tot he boat before the wind picked up too much and made it a dangerous trip back.  We had planned to go ashore in the evening for Kaylee’s birthday meal when it died down but we have soon realised that unlike most other places the wind doesn’t actually die down at night here and it was is too risky in our little dinghy to make the trip in the dark.  The wind only dies down (if at all) from about 6am to maybe 10amish then it rises and rises to a peak at about ten pm and stays up all night which means I am bobbing up and down all night checking our position just in case we have dragged.  We did enquire about getting a tow into the marina but they basically say it is too windy so they won’t come and the only time the wind has really died down was Sunday morning when none of them would have been working anyway.  There is also some financial skullduggery going on as the marina won’t come and tow us but the yard will but then the yard can’t take you past the waiting pontoon so you have to pay the marina extra for another tow into your berth!  When we think of all the Turkish, Spanish and Italian marinas where they come out into the bay and try to get you into their marina and try to tow you around without any need for it you realise it is just a different culture again. 
The girls sewed whilst Iread them the Hobbit on the kindle
Birthday breakfast pancakes!

Saying all that Lagos town is a very nice little place and we have had a few soggy but nice runs ashore now.  It has everything that a holiday town could wish for a big beach, lots of shops, restaurants,  stalls etc with a bit of history thrown in for good measure and of course the ubiquitous ‘real English pub selling real English breakfasts.’  The locals all seem very friendly and it is nice and small to walk around if only we could get ashore more often and without having to walk around with wet bottoms for the first hour or so too!

Going ashore finally!

Islay Mist out in the bay

In the science centre

Science garden you could adjust the see saw to make yourself heavier or lighter.


We had to dodge alot of sailing schools some days.

Sunday, 8 July 2012

Spain Vs Italy in Rota

On our last night in Rota the Spain Vs Italy Euro Football final was on so we of course went out to see it.  We have been in places before where a game was won like near Marseille when they won the French league in 2010 and heard all the celebrations (and we were in Italy when they were booted out of the World cup in 2010 what a sombre place that was!) 
What an atmosphere was in town, every little square had crowds sitting outside cafes and bars who had put TV’s or big screens outside for the occasion.  There were all ages from the very young to the very old, men and women basically the whole town  I think!  The only trouble we had was finding somewhere to watch it as we were a little late getting there.  We ended up back in our favourite sherry bar for the match as then the girls could get a bite to eat too.  Kaylee had on her early birthday present which was a Spanish football outfit and she loved it being a little show off all the attention she got.....
Abarnyway as you know Spain won four nil!  The town went crazy, everyone poured out intot he squares and cars were going around with huge Spanish flags hanging out of the windows and blowing their horns and everyone was very very happy.  We went home soon after (well after a couple of celebratory sherries) but the celebrations carried on well into the night as you could hear from the marina.  I went up into town the next morning before we left to post some letters and the town workers had cleaned up everything already and you would never know how packed the place had been the night before!






Friday, 6 July 2012

Foto Submarino - CCV LAGOS

Veja-se no fundo mar, a bordo do submarino do Centro Ciencia Viva de Lagos: http://lagos.cienciaviva.pt / See yourself on the bottom of the ocean, aboard the Lagos Ciencia Viva Centre submarine: http://lagos.cienciaviva.pt