Fai Tira in
Faro, Portugal. 36:58.63N 07:52.28W
saying our goodbyes and thank you’s to the marina staff for a pleasant
stay and Champagne breakfast, we left Gibraltar at 3.00pm to catch the
west going current through the straits of Gibraltar. We headed west along
the strait bucking the tide for quite a while, but with a 15knot wind from the
east we were happy. The Lavante (winds that come down the east coast of
Spain) had kicked in for a few days giving us favourable winds as far as Cadiz.
Gibraltar. It will possibly the last time I will ever sail to or from here.
were cracking along at about 6knots through the water (only a guess because our
log was broken) but only 4 knots over the ground. We couldn’t wait for
the tide to change in our favour. As were approached Tarifa we were
reminded of what Eyleen had told us at the Champaign breakfast “There are
more suicides in Tarifa than anywhere else in Europe due to the constant strong
winds, it sends them mad”.
know how they feel, Pete’s wind is sending me mad – Baz)
we rounded the most southern point in Europe we had the fortune of the tide
change giving us 7.5 knots over the ground. If only that would last!!!!
was happy to be zooming along.
turned North West and set a course for Faro. After a while the winds
decreased and the trusty old Vetus was switched on. We had a good
overnight motor although quite slow as the wind had moved around to the North
and subsided. Eventually the light house at Cabo De Stanta Maria, Faro
came into view and we were glad to see our destination.
in the 1930’s the 49 metre lighthouse. The red and white building in
front is the lifeboat station. I wonder if they need a tractor driver???
Tira battled in against the outgoing tide and eventually we dropped the hook at
8.00pm had a meal a G&T and hit the sack.
ex-crew from the Balearics, Simon, Tracey, Maisie and Ed were having a holiday
in a villa not far from Faro so the next morning we arranged to meet. We
were safely anchored where we were so I decided to leave FT there and take the
dinghy into Faro which was very nice saunter up the estuary of about 3 miles.
had arranged to meet Simon at midday. We went for a walk around a part of
the lovely old town and rang Simon to see where he was. He hadn’t
left! Funny I thought why not! He said “It’s only 11am and we have
only just finished breakfast” Portugal is on the same time as
England. We were an hour early, so we found a bar and ordered a beer in
Gibraltar time (over the yard arm) or (beer o’clock).
eventually met up with Simon and went back to his lovely villa and met with
their friends Angela and Lee and their two children Charles and Poppy.
pool at the villa.
provided us with a lovely lunch and we headed off to the local beach which is
within walking distance.
gang on the beach worn out after a game of beach volleyball.
sunning ourselves we decided to have a quick drink at the beach bar before
heading back to the villa for a BBQ. Whilst eating dinner we were
surprised to see a flock of six House Martins returning back to their mud nest
built just above the outside dinning table.
a great place to build a nest.
RETURN of JOHN.
was flying in that evening so we headed back to Faro to meet him. We had
pre-arranged to meet in the bar we had been previously that day. On the
way we dropped some petrol cans off at the dinghy and found it high and
dry. We met John at 9.00pm and had a drink whilst we caught up on the
past few months he had been away from FT and waited for the tide to come back
in. The long trip back to the boat was interesting in the dark but we
made it back to FT at about half past midnight.
next day we got up at first light and set off for Dartmouth.