Its swell on the Atlantic
08 July 2010 | Figueira to Nazare
Wednesday 7th July
Sailed for a couple of hours then motor sailed (surprise!). Dostoyevsky now (sort of suits the Portugese accents which sound almost Russian at times). Moored up in Nazare alongside a Swedish replica Colin Archer. Very no frills marina reception with severe lady struggling with 20% on the calc and a tizz about shower keys plus an aged Brit who got stuck here 10 years ago. Marina alongside constantly busy fishing dock. Decorative Sardine boats. Tanqueray time with Joan and Lee (from Plymouth).
Lost Friday (sounds like I mean we can't account for a whole day which is kinda close) in the scrubland in front of the office along with a pack of stray dogs. One was a jack labracorgi (hilarious!).
Thursday 8th July
Languid day. Funiculated up the hill (my verb to go on a funicular railway - funiculee, funicular!) to see the view. 1000 feet up. Pretty village at the top but only saw fog. Watched the fish drying on the beach and the massive turquoise surf. Pleasant touristy town. dramatic scarred cliff and a trough under the Ocean to match.