1st – 10th October 2017
We had our final few days in Praia de Faro and had some amazing sunsets. We took another trip into Faro and actually saw a stork in one of the nests, we’d only seen empty nests previously.
John and Primrose were joining us and we were planning on going from Faro along to Gibraltar. We spent a night anchored at the entrance so that we could get off fairly easily in the morning. We sat on the front of boat on that evening 3rd October, appreciating what we had and made a special toast to Ian’s brother Steve on which would have been his 54th birthday, who sadly passed away earlier this year.
We spent the following night at a marina on the Portuguese side of the Portuguese/Spanish border and left swiftly the following morning for Mazagon. On arrival in the marina at Mazagon we were surprised at home many empty berths there were, one side of the marina was completely empty. The only ones pleased about this were the birds and there were plenty of them and the mess they make too!
We walked into town which was very quiet and found a very Spanish restaurant. John was feeling rather smug as he asked the owner if he could put some Flamenco music on and he did!
Christopher Columbus and the New World
We took a trip to Monasterio de Santa María de La Rábida (Monastery of Santa María de la Rábida) which is where Christopher Columbus spent a year putting his case with the help and influence of two of the friars, Fray Antonio de Marchena and Fray Juan Pérez for funding for a voyage to discover a western route to Asia which he didn’t get to as America was in the way. Columbus set sail on 3rd August 1492.
Also here are replicas of the three boats that sailed the voyage the Pinta, Niña, and Santa María. They are very small!
Cadiz, Moron de la Frontere and Jerez (7-10 October 2017)
We crammed a lot into our four nights here. Cadiz is a lovely city, lots of small streets with tall buildings, a little similar to the Old Town of San Sebastian. There are also a number of squares with bars and restaurants on each side. We visited the Cathedral here.
Cadiz isn’t far from Moron de la Frontere, which is where John regularly goes to play flamenco with his gypsy friends. So we hired a car and took the two hour journey staying at the Gran Hotel Moron which we had heard so much about. It was better than expected albeit a little outside of town. We took a drive in and I was pleasantly surprised at how nice it was. It had a lovely square which we sat in and had a beer and some tapas. The town was home to Deigo Del Gastor who is a renowned flamenco guitarist. He played a very personal style of flamenco guitar. He referred to it as “toca gitano” (to play gypsy). There is a memorial to him in Moron de la Frontere.
John was hoping to be able to take us to the Peña, which is where people meet to eat, drink and play flamenco. Unfortunately it wasn’t open, hence the look of Ian and John. Obviously Primrose and I were devastated.
We went back to the hotel for a freshen up and then went back into town to the Bar Alemán. John made a couple of phone calls to his gypsy friends inviting them for a drink. Obviously they were somewhat surprised to discover that he was in town. We had a great evening with Alberto and Paco and his wife Poppy. Even though Ian, Prim and I speak no Spanish, Poppy no English, Alberto and Paco can speak some English and John who says his Spanish isn’t that good, (but it absolutely is) we managed to chat all evening and more or less understand each other.
Andalusion Horse Show, Jerez
Prim loves horses and we had been told by a couple we met in Cadiz, Marie and Dave, that there was a horse show in Jerez. The Royal Andalusian School of Equestrian Art is devoted to conserving the ancestral abilities of the Andalusian horse, maintaining the classical traditions of Spanish baroque horsemanship, preparing horses and riders for international dressage competitions, and providing education in all aspects of horsemanship, coachdriving, blacksmithing, the care and breeding of horses, saddlery, and the manufacture and care of horse harness. Unfortunately we weren’t able to take photos of the show.
Jerez is also home to a number of sherry houses. A well known one, (I’ve only heard of it because John drinks it from time to time) Tio Pepe is based here which is produced by González Byass. So we next made a visit here where we took a tour. Not as good as other tours we’ve been on, we felt we were on a bit of a sales pitch.
We had an early start the following morning as we were leaving for our first hop to get down to Gibraltar, more about that in the next blog!
23rd October 2017

The following day we ventured up the river to the old town of Portimao which was much calmer. We anchored up and the following day went ashore to be met by a guy from the marina there who told us we couldn’t anchor there even though the chart said we could. After a bit of a discussion we decided to move back to Ferragudo but nearer to the village. There is a Lidl’s just a 10/15 minute walk so gave us the opportunity to stock up.


We left Alvor for Faro at about 2.15pm, we couldn’t leave much earlier as we had to go in the entrance with the tide as the current is strong. We didn’t get there until 8.30pm and it was nearly dark. We only ventured a short way into the bay and dropped anchor for the night.


Gas and fish you ask???? There we were Ian just about to dish up dinner and the gas goes out. No it wouldn’t relight, must be the bottle needs changing. Now we had three bottles when we left and we exchanged an empty one so by our reckoning we had a spare. Well no we didn’t. What we’d forgotten to factor in was that we changed the first bottle two days after leaving in May, so we only had two full and a little gas in one. There was a shop in town that sold gas but no not camping gas. It was looking more like we would have to go to Lisbon, which is a ferry ride away. There’s a large yacht Centre a 15 min dinghy ride away that we were sure didn’t sell gas but we were desperate! So off we go. Fish, yes a fish jumped out of the water into the boat, about 8inches long. It wasn’t easy trying to pick it up as it was flipping itself all over the place. We managed to scoop it out of the boat with the water baler only after we’d gone aground. We were so busy trying to get the fish back in the water that we weren’t paying attention. We arrived at Tagus Yacht Centre and there wasn’t anyone in the office. A really helpful guy who was on his boat spoke to one of the guys working on the boats for us and we discovered there was a place 2km away. Anyway one of the guys agreed to taxi us to the shop for €10. The fare and the two bottles of gas came to €35, which is less than two at home or in France. So that really was a result. I waited with the dinghy and saw quite a group of fish (yes back to fish again) coming up to the top of the water feeding. Not seen anything like that before.
As I’ve mentioned in various blogs the weather has been quite unsettled to this point (was assuming that would be the end of it and we would be in for more settled weather – more on that later) but the forecast for the next day was hot so it had to be a beach day. It may have been hot but the ocean was freezing and I do mean freezing.
Whilst sitting on the boat looking out we saw 49er dinghies on the pontoon opposite all with different national flags on their sails. It appears that the World Championships is being held there at the end of August.
We only stayed overnight in Nazare, a big tourist beach resort. In Portugal you have to pay light dues and if you don’t have the relevant piece of paper you can be fined. So off we went to find the local Maritime Police and pay our dues. The tax was 2€. The cost of the administration doesn’t seem worth it but I guess it could be worse the tax could be higher.