So, we had a really fast run
to Cabo Penas. At one point, rounding a headland, the wind got
up, and I, probably nervous because of the forecast, took in 2
reefs. 30 minutes later, it was time to unreef again, although we
were slow to do so.Next day, it was blowing F4 North West, and sunny - much to good to waste ashore.
The mountains from the sea on a nice day
So, we had a really fast run
to Cabo Penas. At one point, rounding a headland, the wind got
up, and I, probably nervous because of the forecast, took in 2
reefs. 30 minutes later, it was time to unreef again, although we
were slow to do so.
For the first time, we could see the mountains inland. The high peaks were cloud-covered, but the foothills were splendid and menacing.
Fiesta in Luanco
After
rounding Cabo Penas, we had a fast reach to Luanco, where we
dropped anchor in the shelter of an outer breakwater, giving
protection from everything except the East. Immediately, there
was an immense cacophony of maroons and horns, and a fleet of
fishing and sports boats coming out from the inner harbour, all
packed with people of all ages, and, as usual in Spain, not a
lifejacket to be seen. The leading boat had the priest in full
regalia, and they were obviously off the bless some fortunate bit
of sea, When we dinghied ashore, we found the whole town in its
Sunday best, everyone having a great time on what we discovered
was the last day of their fiesta.
Oarsmen in Luanco
When we
returned to Razzmatazz, we were circled by the local oarsman. We
discovered as we progressed along the coast that nearly every
port had a rowing crew out in the evening practicing rather
seriously. Often, there was a RIB in attendance, with spare
oarsmen on board who were exchanged with the tired/deemed less
worthy oarsmen on the rowing boat.