39:21.1N 09:22.7W

 

Got bored with the sailing in minimal wind and fed up with the cross swell.  We had to pass between an island and the mainland and the Atlantic rollers were coming in, hitting the cliff, and coming back at us.  A rolly polly day, so I decided to divert to Peniche for the night.  Lesley promptly developed a migraine, so I was pleased we were tied up to a pontoon and not out there riding the waves.

 

This blog is a slight cheat, as it is being sent on the 11th, but that is next.