Cascais

When I got up this morning the winds seemed light at first and I was kicking myself for not continuing yesterday but when I turned on the wind instrument, I saw that it was gusting over 20 knots at the masthead even in the shelter of the marina.

There was a large and I mean LARGE Portuguese flag, approximately 20 by 10 meters on a huge flagpole up by the citadel in Cascais. Due to its height it wasn’t in the shelter of the surrounding buildings and was catching the wind giving a true indicator of its strength. For much of the time this heavy flag was fully extended and later on as we were walking up by the citadel I could see the white horses off the coast and was delighted that I had made the right call.

Maeve and Norma adopted the tanning position and we all lazed around the boat and spent some time on the nearby town beach which was also popular with the locals. They both went for a swim but seeing it was the Atlantic and having tested it with my toes, I was having nothing of it and left them to it.

As we knew we were stuck in Cascais for a few days so we visited the supermarket and stocked up so we wouldn't go hungry but we continue to have our dinner ashore while we pretended we were on 'holidays'. Norma said it was the smallest B&B she had ever stayed in.
I kept checking the internet for forecasts during the day but they were all telling me to stay put.

Maeve and Norma were supposed to fly out from Porto, while Tony, Maeve & Norma’s brother in law was flying in the same airport to join me. I was almost certain Eureka wouldn’t be there!!Leer más