España
La Rochelle to Laredo - Day Two
So the moon set and this is the picture. It’s better in real life. I don’t think I had ever seen it set so clearly, so I wanted a record of it as close to how I remember it as possible.











We were now in Spanish waters, so Marco changed over the flags. We had a straight run into the port. We were still the only boat out on the water.
The coast suddenly appeared in the dawn light. The mountains got bigger and bigger,
As we approached we got the boat ready for docking. We tried to raise the marina to get instructions, but to no avail. As we went in we saw that the fuel pontoon was on the way in and so we though we would berth there and fill up first and then work out where to berth.
This was my first time tying the boat on, just me. I was all ready, ropes coiled and in the right positions. Marco skilfully manoeuvred it alongside and I jumped off to get the back rope on. As I got it on the cleat I didn’t wrap it quick enough and the wind blew the boat , I got it on a bit, ran to get the bow line and get that on, then the stern line came off…… oh well we got it on eventually, mainly with the help of the very chatty fuel man.
As you can see from the photo there was plenty of space. So the fuel man helped us unmoor from the fuel pontoon and we tied up on a nice spacious pontoon. I did little better this time.
I was starting my quarantine now so not going ashore, so the rest of the day was spent chilling out, writing some blog and tidying the boat up a bit. Marco’s main role was then to work out where to next!