Around noon we started in Oeiras, enjoyed a somewhat cheesy sunset and the classic “remains of yesterday” and drove towards Sines.
But I have to write a few words about the classic. Jens is known to be incurably addicted to Lasagna. I can sometimes use a little variety on my plate. That's why I think about how I can serve other dishes in the form of a lasagna. Doesn't help much though.
I packed a cauliflower potato gratin between lasagna pasta plates. It was very delicious. Afterwards Jens said that it would be like paste in the stomach. He struck like he was eating a real lasagna.
So much for the remains of yesterday. We drove out of the harbor in weak winds, were able to set sail after half an hour and turned towards our destination two hours later. If the wind adheres to the forecast, we will arrive in Sines tomorrow shortly after sunrise. Unfortunately there is no tram there.
Not much happens at first during my watch. The wind increases a little bit, we are getting faster. This is roughly as it was predicted. Our plan still fits the weather. Let's see how many engine hours are added in the end. The wind vane keeps us on course, on our track you can see how the Cabo Espichel turned the wind and thus changed our course line. Unfortunately, it is changing back and is becoming less favorable.
At some point I see a freighter on the AIS that has been targeting us for a while. Somehow the captain wants to go exactly where we are going. But it fits. Ultimately, the freighter passes 250 meters in front of us. No problem.
Overall, a pleasant, quiet crossing, even though we are driving a course high on the wind. This is the type of course that is usually exhausting. But the wave is still limited. We slide through the dark water.
I am amazed how far out there the internet still works. That is a few miles from Sissi to the next radio mast. That impresses me - that's why I blog live from the crossing. Our position is currently 38 ° 16'N 9 ° 07'W. It's midnight.
UPDATE: It is now a good 12 hours later. I notice that last night I forgot to put the screenshot of the navigation computer in this post. As beautiful as the sailing is at night, sometimes I'm a little inattentive at the time.
I think the picture shows very nicely how the wind on the cape is redirected and how this influences our course. In pre-wind vane times, we always adjusted the autopilot in these situations or plucked the sails. Now we don't do anything anymore - a real gain in comfort.
We finally connected the first line to the dock at 9:57 a.m. The GNR was there at 10:13 am and filled out forms. Then I was at the harbor master from 10:28 a.m. to 10:57 a.m., the same data was written in other forms. Then I took a look at the showers - a real temple. The best showers since Belfast. And for only € 16.31 a night. If the place is still beautiful now, I could become weak. But the wind forecast for tomorrow is pretty good. Let's see how the stay here develops.
It is time again. We release the lines and drive to new destinations. The time in Oeiras and Lisbon was nice, but now we want to continue. We don't know where it will take us. As a minimum goal, we plan to come to Sines.
We bought the supermarket around the corner empty, they don't have to work the rest of the week. Our heel porch, with its overweight, almost never made it to the marina. To do this, we have again stashed up some supplies.
The next destination in Portugal is the Algarve. So far we have only been in marinas, we have to go to a beautiful anchor bay. We have had a lot of hot tips in the past few weeks.
Speaking of ship names. I'm a guy who has a hard time remembering names. It is easier with ship names, especially if you have a picture of the ship in front of you. There are also fewer ships than people. But that's not how I do it on my own ...
If you meet another sailing crew on the way, you always give the name of the ship. So when Jens and I meet other sailors, we are the “Sissis". This is how it is generally handled. Even if you want to address a stranger at the jetty, the best thing to do is to use the name of the ship.
I close the chapter Lisboa for the time being with a thick harbor jellyfish that has made itself comfortable in the port of Oeiras. We saw her on several days. We are in a special mood because we will soon be leaving Europe.
No, no drink. A sailing boat from Oslo. We already met the tonic in Leixoes, where it was on the jetty opposite. We noticed them. Since there is a Norwegian flag behind, we did not feel obliged to contact us. When a German yacht comes into a port, we usually go there for a chat.
Then we met the tonic in Peniche. It was on the other jetty - almost right next to David, the Hungarian solo sailor under the Dutch flag.
Now we have encountered the tonic again - in Oeiras. It is a Maxi 106, a little sister of Sissi, who is two years younger. The crew from the Tonic is also very young, a group of four young Norwegians in their mid-20s forms the owner community. On the first evening you introduced yourself to loud loud music in the pit lane. Our boat neighbor picked up a megaphone and tried to silence the music with a roar. The siren built into the megaphone was also useless.
Jens and I preferred to invite ourselves to the tonic and were warmly received. So we exchanged stories and experiences until late at night. A return visit came a few days later. Guys, those were two nice evenings!
We will see the guys from the Tonic again more often, because just like us we want to drive them over Madeira to the Canary Islands and then cross the Atlantic.
You have now left Oeiras and are heading south. We'll pick up the trail and follow in a few days. We have been watching the videos of a group of young people on YouTube for a few months Sailing boys
call. Getting to know each other felt like we had ended up in an offline sailing boy from Norway group (I mean the old videos from the first crossing of the Atlantic).
The waves that roll into the Tagus from the Atlantic are impressive. They break on the harbor wall and spray over it in a wide arc. Unfortunately I could not take a decent photo of it at night. During the day it was not quite as impressive, but the view over the breaking wave to Lisbon is impressive.
A few meters further you will find the surfers. Dozens are waiting in the water for their personal perfect wave.
Sometimes they are in the right place, sometimes the wave breaks in a completely different place. If you want to surf, you have to be patient.
If you look at the energy that is released in such a wave, you realize that surfers also have to be quite brave. I wouldn't dare to go in there.
When the wave is there, the surfers have to quickly climb onto their boards. Such a wave is missed very quickly. It's all very, very tiring. At least that's what surfers look like when they leave the water after a wild ride.
An impressive sport, it is exciting to watch here. Jens and I sat on the beach for at least an hour to watch the spectacle.
By the way, in the S-Bahn in Lisbon there are specially designated compartments for the surfboards. Just as we have bicycle pictograms on some doors, there are also pictograms for surfboards.
As beautiful as these waves are for surfers, they are dangerous for sailors. We saw a sailor who took three attempts in the swell of the Atlantic to enter the port of Oeiras. A strong tidal current and the big waves make this a lottery game at some times of the day.
Jens is currently trying to submit the dental bill from Peniche to the health insurance company. The online form is eight pages long. The insurance app does not work. The online form asks for data that nobody can know.
Good thing the dentist was not that expensive. The only stupid thing is that I would much rather go back to Lisbon. We miss one S-Bahn after the other through the form stuff ...
We wanted it that way. We wanted to go south. We are on the way to the barefoot route. But that it is suddenly as hot again as here at the gates of Lisbon, we would not have expected that at first. Since we have been in Portugal, we have always been freezing in the evening when the sun goes to sleep and the cool air comes in from the Atlantic.
Now the weather has changed a bit. There is an extreme calm, there is no breeze. So the sun has a chance here to really heat us up. During the day the temperatures are around 26 ° C, at night it is a pleasant 21 ° C. Let's see how it goes on in this relationship.
At these temperatures it is a shame that one of the two showers in the marina has failed completely. The other has only been supplying cold water since yesterday, there seems to be a broken pipe in the hot water pipe somewhere. Should actually be repaired quickly.
We haven't used the sun sail often in the past few weeks, it just wasn't warm enough. Now it is stretched over the cockpit again and provides shade. It also redirects the little wind so that it blows across Sissi and provides a pleasant breeze.
In addition, strange things happen at these temperatures. Jens, who always pays attention to the correct color for his T-shirts (black!), Suddenly pulled textiles of different colors from his portfolio.
I could never have imagined that Jens can be seen in a picture with a non-black T-shirt. A clear violation of the dress code.
Tomorrow the weather shouldn't change. Strong wind is forecasted on Tuesday. We will probably start driving on Wednesday. So long we look at the sights of Lisbon. Oeiras is also fun! The surfers here plunge into the biggest waves. Watch with guaranteed thrills!
And once again we sat out in a beautiful place. We really liked Peniche. Once again it is important to get rid of the lines and continue sailing. The wind forecast promises a stable north wind of 12 to 15 knots for the whole of October 2. Perfect. The fact that we found a black cat in the evening that could be petted was a good omen.
After a goodbye beer with David, we said goodbye early so that we could start early the next day. Of course the last part of the plan didn't work, we started the machine around noon, since David had been on the road for a long time. What kind of sleepers are we ...
No sooner were we out of the harbor than the right sailing wind was ready. We rolled out the genoa, we don't need the big with the tail wind and the route was definitely too short for the Parasailor. Hanging the wind vane and hanging out on the boat went together. We were pleased that the Portuguese coast was slowly being carried past Sissi.
Sailboat traps At night they are difficult to see, the Portuguese sailboat traps. It's easy during the day. The fishermen do not leave these traps to catch sailboats, but the danger is great. I am always jittery that we overlook such a flag at night when driving a motor, run over it and then use the fishing gear to wind the rope around our propeller.
Such sailboat traps exist in all countries that we have traveled to so far. They seem to me particularly often in Portugal. You can still find them very far out when the water is already 100 meters deep.
We were able to avoid those in Peniche without any problems, and there is no danger to the propeller under sail. So we enjoyed the trip, sat around in the sun and shade and were looking forward to Lisbon. On the AIS we could see that there were two other German sailing boats parallel to us in a distance of three miles, plus a Dane on a parallel course. Regatta feeling did not appear, because the wind was weak and was only between 8 and 10 knots strong. That is just enough to leave our genoa still and to make slow progress with about 3 knots. That's okay, the main thing is to sail. We don't want to hear the engine humming.
Alarm! Man overboard !!!!!!!!! I was working on the pictures of Peniche when our navigation computer suddenly went into alarm mode. Man overboard. A SART transmitter one of the other sailboats had fired. Crap. And in this calm weather. How can this happen?
Jens immediately started taking care of the wind vane. If we want to come to the rescue there, we have to drive the fastest way to the scene of the accident. The wind vane cannot help us here. I attached myself to the radio to contact the boat to which the transmitter belongs. After a short conversation with the “accident victim” we were able to relax again, because the crew was probably just bored, they tested their transmitters. Unfortunately, not with the test function, but by triggering a real alarm. Even the coast guard has not forgotten that. A few minutes later came a radio message from that boat, the name of which I do not want to write here, that it was only a test. Luckily, a person in the water is the worst thing that can happen to you on a sailboat.
regatta David contacted us a few hours later. He would have seen on AIS that we were just overtaking him. David started two hours ahead of us. Great, I thought to myself, Sissi is a decent regatta yacht. However, the German boats and the Dane pulled away. We couldn't follow them.
We didn't really care. Due to the slow drive we were able to make up for an arrival in daylight anyway. We prefer arriving at night after before midnight, because after midnight you get the first night for free. We are always happy to take this discount with us, darkness looks exactly the same at 11 p.m. as at 1 a.m.
Main drive weakens, stutters and then stops After the production and consumption of a lasagna that was absolutely vital for Jens, the wind stopped playing for a while. 10 knots became only 8 knots, then 6 knots and we were already considering driving the remaining 20 miles to Oeiras. Sissi kept moving in the swell and the genoa fluttered wildly in the breeze, the forestay trembled and the lines cracked. The feeling is appalling, there are no such blows at 9 Beaufort. Then the wind came again and we could continue sailing. I went to bed.
In any case, we wanted to be in the marina before 6 a.m., because the weather forecast later only promised calm. There was less wind all day than we were promised in the forecast, so the wind stopped blowing completely at 3 in the morning. What does it mean to blow, he stopped blowing.
So Uncle Benz was started, the genoa rolled up and the Watermaker tried again for the last driving hour. We want to have enough drinking water. On the AIS we were able to watch the two German sailing boats try to anchor in front of Cascais. We also had another contact with David, who we left behind and who told us that he was still four hours away from his destination Sesimbra. How lucky we were with the tour planning and the wind.
Almost crash Now they were back, the sailboat traps. Since the engine was running, we had to look out well in the dark to see if we could drive over such a fishing flag. That went quite well, although more and more lights contaminate the darkness from the countryside. We could already see the lights of the bridge over the Tagus on the horizon.
Traffic lights in red and green are an imposition for every sailor looking for red or green beacons. Street lighting is forbidden, it distracts you from the fishing flags. And then, just before entering the harbor, I see a few tiny LED lights glowing in the dark, right in front of our bow. Another Portuguese specialty - unlit, tiny fishing boats that do their business right in front of the harbor entrance. We passed it a few meters away. The fishermen didn't seem to notice us at all.
Landing approach Almost exactly at four o'clock in the morning we found a free berth directly opposite the entrance, moored Sissi and approved the obligatory feeder beer.
After I slept in, I completed the registration formalities. We have to change the berth again, then we can stay here for a few days.
Finally: Lisbon! Lisbon is not just a beautiful city that I know from a visit a few years ago by motorcycle. Lisbon also has a tram, so I will have my photo fun and Jens will have to comply. If necessary, I calm him down with lasagna. Lisbon is also an important stopover, the last major place in Europe and the last city on the mainland that we will visit. After that we want to continue to the Algarve for a few days and then to Madeira.
In the port I met the crew from the Lucky Star, who we met in Leixoes. We are almost half-way through the evening. And I met the crews of the two German sailing boats that we only saw on the AIS yesterday and spoke on the radio. I will still show you their AIS-SART, because I would not have thought that the range of the things is so great.
Today we probably don't go to Lisbon anymore. We still need stable internet because tonight our harmony is playing in Guimaraes. And we need a butcher, a vegetable shop and a supermarket. Our fresh supplies are somewhere near zero. Tomorrow we get up early (haha!) And take the S-Bahn into town. It runs every quarter of an hour and only needs a quarter of an hour. So I put up with it.
(I will write this post after the internet connection has been established. The port WLAN seems to be okay, HR1 is playing over the internet. So it is enough for the livestream of our concord.)