Finally went sailing on a friend's Bavaria 32 up to Nazaré during a rare day of south wind in August. Felt kind of sheepish as we motored past Jakatar neglected at its slip for so long.
We left on Tuesday at about 10 a.m. and the wind and waves pushed us along at a nice 5 to 6 knots. We arrived at 3 p.m. (for an average of 5.5 knots) and docked at a transient slip until the scheduled haulout on Thursday, since Wednesday is a holiday.
Now that my appetite is stoked, I'm taking the bus to Lagos in the Algarve for what looks like another motorsailing trip up the Portuguese coast.
As for Jakatar, I did manage to scrape the propeller that had collected a nasty lumpy layer of barnacles. I was going motor out of the harbour, anchor and dive down. But then I thought, ah hell with that!
So I put on a pair of shorts and shirt with a collar and, with a chisel in hand just plopped in right there and then in the marina (illegal). If I were caught, I'd just say "damn, whatta you know, I fell off the boat" and remember to let go of the chisel.
We left on Tuesday at about 10 a.m. and the wind and waves pushed us along at a nice 5 to 6 knots. We arrived at 3 p.m. (for an average of 5.5 knots) and docked at a transient slip until the scheduled haulout on Thursday, since Wednesday is a holiday.
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| Sailing on a lumpy sea toward Nazare |
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| Canadian boat, Long Reach, for sale at the Nazare yard |
Now that my appetite is stoked, I'm taking the bus to Lagos in the Algarve for what looks like another motorsailing trip up the Portuguese coast.
As for Jakatar, I did manage to scrape the propeller that had collected a nasty lumpy layer of barnacles. I was going motor out of the harbour, anchor and dive down. But then I thought, ah hell with that!
So I put on a pair of shorts and shirt with a collar and, with a chisel in hand just plopped in right there and then in the marina (illegal). If I were caught, I'd just say "damn, whatta you know, I fell off the boat" and remember to let go of the chisel.
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