After many watches and meals we finally could see Cape Vincent from around 30 miles out and at this point we had slowed to just 3 knots.
We were busy putting the pole out when Bob suddenly noticed the furling system on the Genoa was not working.  Oh no! John  & Bob were trouble-shooting for the next 45 minutes but got the problem fixed and put the Genoa away.  A special screwdriver was needed, and of course it was the one we didn’t have. 

With the genoa sail now redundant until we got to Vilamoura we switched the engine on and made for Cape Vincent.  As there was no wind we had a pleasant ride around this particularly difficult headland. 

Good news!
As soon as we turned the corner the wind came on our beam and we were making 8 knots. Only another 50 miles to go. 6 hours - so another night dock.  The entrance and visitor dock appeared very easy in the pilot book.  We were now back into the fishing areas and were greeted again by lobster pots everywhere – like EVERYWHERE! 

As the sun went down and the darkness grew we all saw some very weird and really bright lights for what seemed to be a mile long by half a mile wide.  Was this a dreaded “Tunny”?  (This is where they lay huge interwoven nets as traps for tuna. It’s an area that goes on for miles and which should be lit by Special cardinal buoys. If you wander into them they are guaranteed to break your propeller).  Checking all our charts and finding nothing we gave this extremely weird light formation lots of room.  It turned out that the white lights were as many as 50 fishermen with nets strewn from boat to boat to catch octopus!  A Portugese speciality.  The fishermen shine bright white lights onto the sea to attract the octopus up from the seabed and then catch them between boats.