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Sail for the Azores
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In the morning, we headed on up the harbour, and secured to the
Real Club Náutico's pontoon in the Dársena de la Marina.
Here, at very reasonable expense, we had all the facilities of the
fine city beside us, and spent two days making the most of them.
We also encountered a fancy sloop called the 'Santa Lucia'. She
had a very interesting rig on a massive unstayed carbon-fibre mast;
what interested me particularly was its potential for use on a commercial
fishing-boat; no stays to get in the way, and sails that could be
handled remotely from the wheel-house. However, she had suffered
considerable sail damage in the Biscay weather that had not troubled
the 'Anna M' at all (whatever about her crew!)
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It calmed away on the evening of the 9th; we were sailing gently
now amidst a vast fleet of little Portuguese Men o'war, with their
tiny sails glinting in tbe sunset. Next morning the wind backed
westerly, and it stayed in that airt for the remainder of the
trip.
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We set sail for the Azores on May 6th, soon leaving
the Torre de Hercules behind. (Built by the Romans, it's the oldest
working light-house in the world. The fresh NE breeze whisked us
out half way to the Azores in 3 days.
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Sometimes light, sometimes strong, sometimes SW, sometimes NW, always
with a sloppy wave coming against us, our joy-ride turned into a fairly
serious slog, the wind sometimes gusting up to gale force. I was glad
that I had originally been heading for Terceira on the northern side
of the Azores, for we were now failing even to lay Santa Maria to
the south. But there were whiles of wonderful sailing, the Anna M
gloriously at home in the wide, wild, watery waste, with only the
sheer-waters for company, soaring and wheeling over the sparkling
waves. The sea fed us too, providing two bonitos just when we wanted
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