04 August 2014

Portugal Summer 2014

Portugal Summer 2014

SY Matelot at anchor at Isla de Culatra

The slightly chilly feeling in the air when we wake up each day reminds us we are no longer in the Med and we give thanks for the coolness allowing us to sleep soundly each night… that is when the wind is not doing its worst, which it actually has, coming in each afternoon with a howl and not settling down again until well after dark.  

We hear the Azores High is not in its usual place this year and the unseasonal wind could be due to this – there has been a dearth of lovely sundowners just lately with friends because of it.  Its not fun going out in the dinghy in a howling gale.

Several times we have caught the ferry into Olhao for shopping, phone recharges, medical appointments etc enjoying lovely weather there, only to arrive at the ferry for our return trip to the sight of white water and very fresh wind.  It has made for some interesting (freaky) landings (leaps) back on board SY Matelot from water taxis which we have been forced to use at Euro 10 per shore transfer, because our dinghy has been out of commission.  Surprisingly, although it is mid summer, our polar fleecies are never far from our reach.
 
Family on board at last!

June and July pass in a blur with lovely highlights as we have a surprise meet up in Lagos with family Nicki and Stu Weatherhead from Christchurch just prior to having Matt Catherine Elliot and Harper on board for a very quick 6 days, followed soon after in July by Emily Marc and two year old Faye from Paris.  SY Matelot will forever carry with her the sounds of children on board, laughter and good times…. We have a couple of disasters with Emily Marc and Faye on board but are thankful they are such good sports and soon we get going for a short cruise up the coast to Lagos.

The compact Algarve coast from the Guadiana River boundary between Spain and Portugal westwards to Lagos provides some of the most lovely cruising and easy short distances that we have had to date.  Soon we feel as though we are going ‘home’ when we anchor behind the breakwater in Portimao, or enjoy a day anchorage with lovely swimming close to the cliffs anywhere along this lovely coastline with its pristine golden sandy beaches and clean Atlantic waters.  The approach to Lagos marina becomes familiar also, with its festive tourist fare tents alongside the canal and old town in behind. 

Culatra Island becomes our base camp where we enjoy the company of John and Janine on NZ boat Orca Joss and also Clare and Tony on SY Hai Mei Gui, - Its been hard but someone has to join the many sundowners and guitar and singing sessions on board these two boats, so we volunteer for the job.  

The swimming on the Atlantic Ocean beach is second to none.  A ‘fresh’ dip in the clearest water over golden sand that we have enjoyed to date.  Not too salty and refreshingly chilly at around 20 deg C.  

At low tide clams are said to be found in abundance in the golden sands.


The grilled sardines or octopus with rice dishes of Culatra and Olhao are a treat and we are very lucky to taste local fare and hospitality on Culatra one day when a family kindly offer to do our boat laundry (loads of sheets and towels) for us and then invite us to taste their dinner - a large pot of boiled potatoes topped with chunks of manta ray (which have been marinated in salt and lemon juice) and heaps of thinly sliced garlic, then drizzled with a generous portion of olive oil.  The potatoes are drained just before they are cooked and the manta ray and other ingredients added, then the lid is put on the pot and it is all left to steam for 10-15 minutes before being eaten.  The combined flavours are heavenly…

Just about to squeeze under now....
Soon word comes of a ‘party’ happening up the Guadiana River with ‘music’ organised by the famous Paul and Hilary, so off we go up the Guadiana, three boats in convoy.  
Our first goal is to get over the bar at high tide which is the only option, then we anchor outside Marina Ayamonte in the brown river with its rushing current, departing the next morning to pass under the big bridge and ride the incoming tide 20NM

inland to the towns of Alcoutim on the Portugese side and San Luca close by on the Spanish side.

As we make our way up river the heat the humidity envelops us until we are in an oven filled with the sounds and flashes of golden oriels, kingfishers and other rare birds which inhabit the riverside environment.  

The party is great fun and our team acquit themselves very well.  At around 1400H each day the wind comes charging up the river like wild horses going into battle.  We are assailed by wind and current for several hours, then everything goes quiet again and cools down for the night, except for the current which stops briefly at the change of tide then carries on, bringing with it the constant sound of water and flotsam rushing and bumping past the hull.  Each day we clear the large clumps of bamboo which accumulate around the anchor chain.

Muddy Bottoms

On our last morning we make a rushed dinghy trip to the still sleeping San Luca for a quick walk around this pretty Spanish town, then up anchor to go alongside SY Hai Mei Gui for some water and a load of hand washing.  We clear the cardinal mark at the entrance to the little estuary north of Alcoutim and make for the pontoon, only to come to a sudden soft stop.  We are aground on an outgoing tide!  Matelot slews around in the current and goes over on her side with the river grabbing at her.  Cap’n Buck works the wheel and the rudder though and manages to get her free.  Phew that was a bit close.  Pippy has to have a little lie down once we are safely tied alongside HM.

Tuesday 15 July – “PumpadinghyDrama”

On the way back to Culatra the next day our bilge pump goes off and we find fresh water spilling into the bilge from our water pump.  With Emily Marc and 2 year old Faye due on board the next morning this is bad news.  All the time we have put aside to prepare the boat for them and shop for provisions, goes into trying to sort out the pump – without success.  

Cap'n Buck hams it up with Marc's hat...
We have to admit we are not very technical, but are lucky to have our friend John on board Orca Joss nearby, who diagnoses the problem.  The bolts holding the pump together have vibrated loose because the pump has not been bolted in when replaced in Palma less than a year ago. By this time we have our spare pump rewired and installed but it too is leaking – turns out it also needs a tighten up. Must be getting old like us! By Monday morning we have both pumps fixed and water on board again and the galley foot pump can take a rest.  Thanks John – we have both learnt a lot.

However Murphy is not finished with us.  On Friday while ferrying Emily and Faye to the boat from Culatra fishing harbour, the whole stern section with the outboard bolted to it, separates and starts to fall away from the pontoons of the inflatable dinghy.  We carefully make it back to the shore with water coming in over our feet, Cap'n Buck holding on to the outboard very tight and Pippy holding in the stern with one hand.   Some very kind cruisers give us all a ride back to Matelot, with our sad inflatable in tow.  Now we are stuck on board with no means of transport.  The water taxis make a good living from us over the next few days and we are immensely grateful to our friends on OJ and HM who go out of their way to help us with advice and rides ashore and back.  Thanks Maties and Missus!

This problem is not so easily fixed.  We think this is the end of our poor old dinghy so Cap’n Buck sets out to find a new one.  The Cruisers Network goes into action and soon we find out there are some good prices at Ayamonte.  Cap'n Buck combines a bit of shopping with a pleasure trip to Tavira and Ayamonte with Emily Marc and Faye (don’t think they enjoyed the dinghy buying part much), we have a ‘new’ dinghy sent to us at Lagos Marina and are fairly shocked at its appearance on arrival.  So it goes back.
Back in action - glued, patched and strapped together...

And... Cap’n Buck and Pippy set out to glue the poor old one back together again.  Heaps of dinghy glue, bits of webbing and Sikaflex later, we get it back in the water to keep us in transport to and from the shore until we can find a suitable replacement – soon we hope.







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