After Rain comes sun as the saying goes. And at noon the sky was mostly blue and we weighed anchor. Before doing so, we rowed ashore and provisioned food and local wine at a near by 'supermercado' . Best to take advantage of the relatively short walking distance to buy 'heavy stuff' I e wine and canned food. Mostly 'mejillones' (mussels) and 'pulpa en su tinto' (octopus in it's ink) which we really love. Talking about mejillones, they were found in large numbers where we landed the dinghy. As it was low tide, I could not withstand the temptation to pick a good kilogram of the smaller ones for lunch. Yummy!

The only thing that was less than perfect today, was the lack of wind. Thus, motoring. Again. But it was quite enjoyable on a flat sea, To pass 'Finisterre' (land's end) the end of the known world for the Romans and Europe's most western cape I believe. The Romans might have been well organiszed and fierce warriors, but they were by no means seafarers, originally a small tribe from the Alps. When we passed by this rugged, rocky and several hundred meters high Cape, I could almost sea the roman legions - for my inner sight- marching to the end of this peninsula. Stopping, shrugging their shoulders when they found 'just water', and then turning eastwards again.

So did we. turn eastward that is... Finisterre is a 3 mile long peninsula stretching from North to south and inside another of these beatiful Galician Rias opened ahead of our bow. Ria de Corcubión, where we dropped anchor in some 20 feet of water a good hour before dinner time. Dinner time for us is usullay around 7.30-8 PM, french dinner time more or less. Here isn Spain, dinner time would typically be 9-9.30 PM.