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Position: 43\u00b013’12.1″N 9\u00b000’02.4″W<\/a><\/h6>\n

\"Towards<\/a><\/p>\n

Crossing the Bay of Biscay from La Rochelle commits you to being at sea for at least 350 nautical miles. Distance is only part of the equation. What those miles are really telling you is how many nights you\u2019ll be awake for. In good conditions Aleta will cover more than 150 nautical miles a day. We know that because that\u2019s what she averaged crossing the Atlantic on a beam reach in a steady 18 knots of wind for 15 days.<\/p>\n

Summer, broadly speaking, is a little less lively and winds a little less reliable than other times of the year. I figured we\u2019d be out for three nights and based on the forecast we\u2019d hoist the iron genny (start the engine) for the last leg of the trip. Currents would either be with us or against us depending on where we were and the time of day.<\/p>\n

Once committed to heading offshore your life depends on how seaworthy your boat is. And your ability not to hit an orca or another ship in the middle of the night. On shorter trips of a few days getting enough rest can be difficult. Difficult because the discipline of standing watches gets elided. After all, it\u2019s only a few days, right?<\/p>\n

On Aleta we stand three-hour watches. Perhaps the best description of what you\u2019re supposed to do when you\u2019re not on watch is rest. Rest, sleep, relax, unwind. As crew, your only responsibility is to charge your batteries for your next watch. With only two of us on board, three hours of downtime is rarely enough to fully rejuvenate. Making watches longer does not, in our experience, measurably improve things. Sleep deficit increases steadily, so we work on resting as much as we can when not on watch. That and keeping well out of the shipping lanes \u2013 just in case.<\/p>\n

Visitors<\/h6>\n

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The further offshore we go, the more excited we get about visitors. Dolphins, whales, flying and jelly fish keep us rooted in our environment. Pelagic seabirds like shearwaters and petrels are always welcome. But what pulls our heartstrings most are the small birds that seemingly defy physical limits. Swallows, one of the great migratory birds, occasionally stop by. A day out of La Rochelle an exhausted spotted flycatcher landed on Aleta\u2019s davits.<\/p>\n

Ruffling her feathers against the chilly air she eyed us warily and then took a quick look around. She quickly realized the stern enclosure was where our family of spiders hangs out. That might mean a morsel or two of better food than the bread and water set out on the side deck for her. Spotted flycatchers summer in northern Europe and winter in North Africa and, according to the RSPB<\/a>, are moderately difficult to spot in the UK. We consider ourselves fortunate she stopped by.<\/p>\n

One of the advantages of Starlink\u2019s mobile internet service is you\u2019re mere milliseconds away from identifying a bird you\u2019ve never seen before \u2013 even 150 miles offshore. The downside is you\u2019re never disconnected. It is also expensive. Twelve miles or more away from the coast Starlink\u2019s maritime pricing kicks in. For less than three bucks a gigabyte you can eat all you want. The only trouble is a gigabyte ain\u2019t what it used to be. Anything \u2018high definition\u2019 (720p or more) on YouTube will suck down one to three gigs an hour. That adds up quickly if you\u2019re not paying attention. Fortunately, useful information like weather forecasts requires far less data.<\/p>\n

La Costa da Morte<\/a><\/h6>\n

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Treacherous and rocky, the sundered, crenelated shore of Galicia\u2019s Coast of Death<\/a> earned its name from centuries of shipwrecks. Running from Finisterre to Malpica, the shoreline offers some of the worst weather in Europe. Throw in brisk tidal currents and predatory orcas and you have the recreational sailor\u2019s equivalent of wandering onto the wrong side of the tracks. Unless you go in settled weather that is, when the area\u2019s coves and beaches are nothing short of wonderous.<\/p>\n

After two nights and three days at sea we decided to anchor for a night and recuperate before turning the corner. Laxe\u2019s<\/a> long white beach, protective sea wall, and sandy bottom seemed just about perfect. From the water, the city looks a little brutalist. Blocky towers of white and pastels provide accommodations for a surprising number of tourists. Spanish holiday makers, if you don\u2019t know, like nothing better than eating dinner at 11:00PM and dancing until sunrise. Our quiet anchorage turned cacophonous. Disco beats resonated outwards, across the water, vibrating Aleta\u2019s rigging. By the time the pounding stopped at 6:00AM local fishermen were put-puttering out of harbour towards the rich fishing grounds just around the corner. The sound of their outboards a comparatively mute staccato.<\/p>\n

Daily Dolphins<\/h6>\n

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Blearily we made coffee and reviewed the latest orca sightings. Shoals of fish off the Death Coast makes it popular with orcas. When they\u2019re done eating, they can play bumper cars with a boat or two and call it a day. Several websites track orca sightings<\/a> and physical contacts. From what we could tell, most of their activity remained further east near San Sebastian, or further south towards Porto.<\/p>\n

Motoring through the morning\u2019s flat calm the clear water was almost free of other boats. Five miles north of Cape Finisterre we found our daily dolphins. First a fin swam alongside. Then a couple broke the surface, arcing up and out with a spray from their blowholes. In a few seconds, another four joined and we had a small pod running alongside. Dark grey on top and ecru underneath, these were our now familiar Atlantic dolphins. Moving forward they swam to Aleta\u2019s bow. We quickly followed them and walked out along the bowsprit, smiling as they turned sideways to look at us. A mother and her calf joined for a spell. The calf sticking close but clearly enjoying their time with Mamma and her extended family.<\/p>\n

The dominant northerlies filled in a couple of hours later, and by 2:00PM blew 20 knots on the stern just as we passed Finisterre. On jib alone, we romped along at seven knots in four-to-six-foot seas making great time. Vigo was still too far for that night and we opted for a sheltered cove about three hours out. Rounding up in 25 knots of wind meant a quick anchor drop with fingers crossed for a quick set. She hooked up immediately and we relaxed as the wind steadily dropped taking the thrum of the rigging with it. Sleep deprived we fell unconscious until the sun gently broke through the pine trees above the beach.<\/p>\n

Vigo<\/h6>\n

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The marina at the Real Club N\u00e1utico de Vigo<\/a> is our preferred spot when we\u2019re in that town. Unfortunately, our friends Bob and Eva<\/a> had returned to the United States a little earlier than expected and we\u2019d missed them. Instead, we added my daughter Emma and her husband Jarno as temporary crew for our trip down the coast of Portugal. Dedicated followers of this blog will recall their Adventure Wedding<\/a> in Chamonix last year and Jarno\u2019s trip<\/a> with us through Sweden\u2019s west coast. Jarno has since become keen on sailing and both kids got their cruising certificates last year. They arrived dockside early after an overnight flight from their home in Malta.<\/p>\n

The day\u2019s forecast looked promising. During breakfast we considered making a couple of day sails to shake the crew down. Then, depending how they felt we could consider an overnight. Something neither of them had experienced. Since all of us had spent enough time in Vigo in the past five years, we dashed through a grocery store for a few provisions and headed back to the marina. At the turn of the tide, we slipped our mooring and headed south through Vigo\u2019s busy shipping lane. A steady 12 knot breeze picked up and we heeled nicely, touching six knots. It was shaping up to be a good day\u2019s sailing.<\/p>\n

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