Viveiro to La Coruña
As we sailed out of the inlet, the moon was still in the sky. Being the day after the full moon , I think it would set after the sunrise.
As we neared the ocean, the Sun had risen and peeked around the headland. There was, sadly, very little wind.
The fishing boats were coming in from their nights sail. They must have had a reasonable catch judging by the flock of gulls following them.
After the profusion of French light houses, the Spanish ones are generally quite a lot smaller, but then the coast and cliffs are so high that they don’t really need to be big.
The coast west of La Coruña is called “Costa del morte” , The coast of death. Are these jagged teeth like rocks the precursor for it?
The coast is fantastic, there are a lot of very high cliffs , but then after we rounded the most northerly point, beaches started to appear. They looked fantastic, more places for me and Sue to come and visit in the van.
The water was very calm , and we sailed through a flock of resting seagulls. I did feel a bit guilty that this one had to move out of the way.
The weather was as good as we had had the whole trip, well for sunbathing purposes anyway.
After a while, the city of La Coruña started to rise on the horizon. The tower of Hercules being it’s most prominent part. This lighthouse was originally built by the Romans in the 2nd century. The top part and a new exterior were added in 17/18th century.
We sailed around the huge breakwater and entered the marina. It’s location is ver nice. Very close to the old town and a short walk to the main square and the some of the streets famous for their food and drinks. I’m not sure I would fancy going up the mast like this guy! We filled up with diesel and berthed. Much to Marco’s relief ,so he didn’t have to rely on me, we were aided by very helpful staff, one of which had a broad Irish accent.
This is a photo from 1990. I am at the back with non-white hair, Sue on the left being very interested in her glass (we still have two of those at home) and Eva in the middle at the Front. (Graham Parsons and Amy are also in the picture). This is from when Sue and I stayed with Eva in La Coruña.
And here we are 30 years later. Safe to say she has weathered much better than me!
Eva came and met us on the boat and showed us around some of the old haunts and we had fantastic tapas. It was a little sad walking about as everyone not seated at tables was wearing a mask and all the bars we’re very quiet.
Here they all have to shut at midnight. This is so un-Spanish.
Here is Marco, trying to drink from the poron. Here is us 30 years ago in the same bar.
Marco managed to stay awake until 11:30, we said our goodbyes and walked back to the boat. Hopefully we will see Eva agin on Saturday.
