Seven boats race for Camarinas


It was a mad dash to reach Camarinas while the wind blew from the northeast. Considerably stronger that I would have liked, but at least everyone made great time. Joining our small flotilla was Rowland in an English registered yacht called Voya (first spotted anchored off Vivero), and an assorted collection of route copy-cats.

In a steady 20 knots, Eileen of Avoca maintained an excellent pace, but liberal use of the iron top sail was required in the occasional lulls to keep up with the larger vessels.

Boats unaware of my motor sailing strategy are always surprised by how agile a Yarmouth 23 can be!

Especially because I never tell them that I cheat.

Oh Canada!

Now if you are wondering about Rowland’s Canadian connection (see his sail in the photo above), it’s a tale of true romance. He couldn’t leave the woman he loves, so he is sailing his boat alone across an ocean to be with her.

I could understand sailing across an ocean to get away… err… I better leave that train of thought there…. Lets just say I’m not the romantic type! 😉

But wait, what’s this? I stand corrected…. apparently he couldn’t bear to leave the boat he loves so he’s sailing it across an ocean to keep her.

Now that I can understand!!!

Collecting more travel companions along the way!

The crew of Yayou

Meet André and Jean-Noel in “Yayo”, on their way to the south of France in a brand new Bi-Loup 36.

Frederic and I met them in Ribadeo while waiting on yet another monster low pressure cell to pass and now our southbound flotilla has acquired new members. Give us a few more weeks of bad weather and we’ll build an armada!

I imagine we’re holding back our new found friends, especially when considering that their vessel motors along comfortably at 7 knots (compared with my sluggish 4.5 and Frederic’s 4), but I guess it’s always reassuring to be at sea with other yachts.

Monster low pressure system approches Biscay

I like to think they have joined the party because we’re exceptional company, but I’d better not get too carried away into the realms of fantasy. It probably has more to do with their not having a laptop on board. Anyone who relies solely on dated notices posted at the marina office for weather forecasts is a braver man than I am…..

Mind you, there are certain advantages to remaining blissfully ignorant of what’s brewing out in the Atlantic of late (see picture). If you don’t see it, you certainly don’t worry about it. Maybe there is a market out there for anti-panic blindfolds. Seems to work well enough with a firing squad. 😉

Vivero, Spain

But enough of this weather obsession, I’m probably boring my audience of 3 to death by now. Sailors can be worse than farmers once they warm to the topic. Let me tell you about Vivero instead.

Apart from the breaking 4 meter swell threatening to swamp us leaving Ribadeo, the 30 mile trip motoring to Vivero was a trifle dull. However, we’ve now caught up with a whole gaggle of stranded southbound yachtsmen and it couldn’t be more social. Music and celebration continues well into the night much to the distress of the only German flagged vessel (not that I have anything against Germans). Funny how there always has to be at least one party pooper in the group. 🙂

Locals in Ribadeo have advised against rounding Cabo Ortegal when a 6 meter swell is running, and it seems the fleet of transients sheltering here have been similarly advised. Never mind, we’re certinly making the most of our extended stay.

Staff at Fragata Cafe

It’s not such a bad place to be stranded. Facilities at the marina aren’t the greatest but at least there is a little more life in town.

Word is the best place to hang out is a cafe called Fragata, and with free WiFi and tapas with your drinks, what more could an avid blogger want?

Besides, just look at the friendly staff!