Porto to Oeiras
Viv and I settled down for the night watch. On the navigation system we could see Marcello had set up a waypoint for a route between a headland, Peniche, and an island. As we approached we got a little nervous about this as we we’re trying to stay in deep water to avoid the fishing pots. In the channel it dropped to 40m and we thought it would probably be a prime lobster pot dropping area. Also, it was pretty foggy and seemed to be getting worse. We couldn’t see any stars or the moon, which had risen about 20 minutes ago.
So we needed to wake Marco which Viv did. He came out and duly agreed and we changed course to take us out deeper to the west of the islands and then around them. He plotted a course to take us all the way to Cascai/Oeiras.
He stayed up for a while and at 3am, when Lukas got up for his shift, Viv and Marco retired. I was feeling pretty good and so I stayed up, nudging Otto occasionally to shift course around the islands,
Marco resurfaced about 5 and I went off to my cabin, sacrificing the view of the sunrise which was of course spectacular. C’est la vie, I got 4 hours sleep in.
We had a gentle motor in to Oeiras, no wind, glassy seas and a an ever more populated shoreline. We would be near Lisbon, which is covid hotspot, so we would not be venturing far from the boat!
We gently crept into the harbour.
As we sidled up to the diesel pump, I jumped off to get the boat roped on. Don’t do this in crocs would be my advice, I stumbled and banged my head ( only a slight caress ). However, I did manage to get the rope on and we refuelled, eventually…. nothing is quick here.
It is quite a small marina and the first berth was way to small. The 2nd had width but not length. The marina guy, didn’t really seem to know what he was doing and the prow bumped into the pontoon. No real damage occurred.
After a night sail it is good to have a good rest when you can. So we had a chilled out afternoon, a nice filling lunch of pasta, a good kip, a shower and then a few phone calls.
We had dinner on the dock which was pleasant and then a game of 10,000 in which I stuffed the others.
But, there is still the question of what next. The Lagos Marina seems to be pretty full, and the only space left is for a super yacht and is pretty expensive. So we may need to moor up Ian a bay for a few days.