We maneuvered out of our decrepit slip in Leixones. Without a bow thruster, tight spaces can be difficult to maneuver until we have enough water over our rudder to turn our bow or stern. Usually, the wind has some thoughts on how it would like the bow to turn so we always have that consideration as well. With a tight fairway, Dan held our stern from the pontoon to our neighbor’s port. Meanwhile Francine and I managed the bow. At the ready to fend off as needed. When it was done, all went off without a problem. Baxter reversed to pick Dan up from the stern. Off we went. Out to the Atlantic with an overnight towards Cascais.
Cascais to Lisbon
Cascais has always been one of those cities that just sounds exotic. Even if you’re never quite sure you’re pronouncing it correctly. For the record, it is pronounced Cash-caish. We have watched the Volvo Ocean Race sail in to the port in past years from a computer screen and it seemed a world away. As we were now close to 100 miles north, it was a bit surreal. From various sources, we heard the city marina was expensive and possibly difficult to find a slip. Lisbon being 12 miles north up the river was an option as well. To our delight, the anchorage in Cascais had plenty of space and the weather was great. The next few days were spent exploring an ancient city and enjoying being at anchor. A few days later, we received an invite from Anne Hammick, the Ocean Cruising Club Commodore for a personal tour of Lisbon. We jumped at the offer and took the 30-minute train ride into the city. Lisbon is the capital of Portugal and has history in its walls that few could imagine in today’s world. However, there is a blend that 2018 is present and accounted for and Lisbon does not let the future escape it.
Tour complete, we took the train back to the boat. The time had arrived to prepare Terrapin for another overnight. This time to Lagos, about 100 miles south. Lagos is on the popular tourist hotspot of the Algarve coast. It faces the northern coast of Africa to the south and the straits of Gibraltar to the east. These waters have been sailed by sailors whose names even the keenest landlubber would recognize. Lagos was one of our favorite stops along the coast with surfing, hiking and natural beauty in every direction.
Alas, it was time to head to the Canary Islands. Our seasonal weather was shifting and after a weather hold for days of rain and wind, it was time to head to the small archipelago off the coast of Africa.