Fai Tira in Camarinas 43:07.60N 9:10.96W

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Tue 8 Sep 2009 22:09

Fai Tira Blog Sunday 08/09/,

Fai Tira in Camarinas 43:07.60N 9:10.96W

 

Via satellite phone tonight so no photo’s.

Also means that the text is going to be fairly short. Bit of an excuse really because, the truth of it is, the day turned out fairly un-eventful.

It started with the earliest start for a long time, with a shout from Pete at 6am. We had planned a number of sailing options. Our first choice was to end the day on a mooring in the marina at Camarinas. The others being, perhaps a stop in Laxe, it looked attractive and would be used as a bolt hole if the weather was difficult and progress slow. We also thought that we might stop at Muxia, at the mouth of the Ria De Camarinas, It also seemed a good option, as the pilotage book described it favourably, giving the impression of a fairly old and quant fishing harbour, with good anchorage and a certain charm, that always sounds attractive.

Anyway our early rise also equated to an early start. Most preparation had been completed the night before, so bleary eyed, a bit chilly and fairly damp from the overnight due we set off. The forecast predicted winds in our favour, but light. Well just how light became clearer pretty soon.

As we parted, the mist over the town gave some of the buildings an eerie presence, as they drifted in and out of view. Even the old light house, high on the hill, was partially obscured. As we rounded the head land we were also treated to a glimpse of the sun as it struggled to shake off the covering of haze and reflect its’ diluted light off an almost flat sea, as it rose over the hilly backdrop, picking out the silhouette of an accompanying yacht, as it travelled out with us.

Then it got foggy, very foggy. Everything disappeared, and whatever wind we had also vanished and that was about it really. The radar and AIS were both on, so was the engine. And that’s just about how it stayed. While we stood there eyes peeled getting wetter and colder, but a t least we were moving well and 6 knots meant our favoured destination was on.

The big event was that Pete caught his supper, a mackerel, must have weighed all of 4 ozs.

Towards mid afternoon we were actually treated to the chance of a sail as the fog cleared, but just as we were settling down to some peace, the wind died, so it was back to power again.

We entered the mouth of the river at about 6pm, took a quick look at Muxia, decided that the guides hadn’t got it quite right and headed for Camarinas and found a very welcoming reception at the marina.

A quick chat to some other fellow travellers, a stroll round the town, back to the boat for a meal ( the other big event being my vegi stir fry!! Keeps getting better ) That’s the sort of day it was.

Then bed!!

 

 

Camarinas  is located on the Costa da Morte (Deadly Coast) of which part we travelled along in thick fog.  The fishing village is known for it’s beaded lace making and is mainly done by the young girls. There is a large fishing fleet that operates from here also.

The lighthouse is very prominent on the headland and is close to the English Cementary where we hope to visit tomorrow on the bikes. 

 

Bye for now.