We are doing 25-30 miles coastal work a day now. Yesterday we left Ribadeo at 8AM, just after sunrise, to take advantage of the outgoing tide for the next Ria that provides good anchorng facilities. Ria Vivero. Yes, the one we were aiming at when crossing the Bay of Biscay. It appears to be more of a resort than Ribadeo, which is a lively town without too much make-up on. Whilst Vivero seems more like all those 'cute' liitle waterfront towns with hotels, summer houses including rentals. Personally, i like the 'real' places, with every day life and people working and living better. That said, Vivero is very nice and provides good shelter.

The sailing was great, 20-25 knot (F 4-5, gusting to 6) from E and a 2-2,5 meter swell from NW made it quite rolly though. We started with the mizzen furled and one reef in the main, but soon enough took another reef in the main to make the ride more comfortable. Indeed, just after having a 'splash' that to some extent fond it's way down the companionway. Most of it ended up in the galley zink, though, so no harm done.

After a night with the boats rolling quite a bit at the anchorage due to the swell, that somehow found it's way in behind the little islet, where we were anchored, 3 of us in total, we wwighed anchor again in the morning to pass
Spains northernmost point - Estaca de Bares - and then Cabo Ortegal with it's offlying needle rocks, known as Los Aguillones.

Not much wind today, after a sloppy start in the heavy swell between the mountaineous shores in the light morning breeze, we could turn to port and made quite good speed with help from the genoa and the tidal stream.

In the afternoon the breeze disappeared completely, the swell had come down by now ad we motored the last hour and a half, trailing a fishing line with no success.

Anchored in a beautiful and very well sheltered little bay in Ria de Cedeiro, just off a wonderful beach with white sand. Here we saw the first swedish boat since the UK. A Malö with an elderly couple from Nyköping. This is the town I lived in when I started in sailing. One of many coincidences in life.