After the weekend Modus Vivendi needed to get back to Xoufre on the island of Arousa as Gerard and Bob both had flights to catch. We however had decided to move to Pobra as the wind direction was becoming more westerly.
The weekend coincided with an Irish Cruising Club rally and the marina and anchorage soon filled up as a seemingly endless stream of Irish boats came into the bay. There were one or two local Spanish boats as well, the small motorboats were very social, the three below were sharing one anchor!
We have always had a soft spot for Pobra, Lynne loves the convenience of the two supermarkets right on the beach and the water temperature seems to be a few degrees warmer than other spots in the Ria.
There were also some old friends at anchor, Steve and Jeanine aboard Jack the Lad from London.
Later the clouds parted and a lovely evening developed as the noise from the Irish contingent in the Marina was concluded with a super fireworks display.
A boat we had come across before and were quite intrigued with became friendly, it was the lovely steel yacht "Brillig" and its owners Andrew and Rika. Andrew is an artist and as a couple I believe they have been travelling around the Atlantic from Senegal to the Caribbean and American east coast for 10 years or so. We felt like kindred spirits being at the more breadline end of the yachting fraternity and it was a pity we didn't have more time together but I'm sure we will wash up somewhere together again.
Weekends in Spain are very busy, everyone seems to enjoy the end of the working week and that usually involves eating and drinking, in Pobra every scrap of alley is a warren of tables and conversation lubricated with wine and seafood.
By contrast it is still possible to find a quiet square and admire the architecture, this is near the museum of a famous local author. Valle-Inclan on the Rue Calvo Sotelo.
The problem of the missing parcel to Garmin in the U.K. was becoming pressing, after three weeks they still had not received our possibly faulty tranducer. After numerous e-mails I decided that we needed to go back to Cangas to speak to someone at the post office regarding tracking and tracing this parcel.
Lynne decided after speaking to another yachty couple on board Arbalest, Graham and Jenny who kindly revealed the existence of a superb launderette that it was about time we had a wash day.
Its a strange peculiarity of Spanish Launderettes that they invariably have great free Wi-Fi.
As well as being great value and very efficient, (18 kilo wash 4 euros, dryer 2 euros ) you don't even need washing powder or conditioner its all in and obviously you can download Game of thrones on your laptop while you wait....
Weekends in Spain are very busy, everyone seems to enjoy the end of the working week and that usually involves eating and drinking, in Pobra every scrap of alley is a warren of tables and conversation lubricated with wine and seafood.
By contrast it is still possible to find a quiet square and admire the architecture, this is near the museum of a famous local author. Valle-Inclan on the Rue Calvo Sotelo.
The problem of the missing parcel to Garmin in the U.K. was becoming pressing, after three weeks they still had not received our possibly faulty tranducer. After numerous e-mails I decided that we needed to go back to Cangas to speak to someone at the post office regarding tracking and tracing this parcel.
Lynne decided after speaking to another yachty couple on board Arbalest, Graham and Jenny who kindly revealed the existence of a superb launderette that it was about time we had a wash day.
Its a strange peculiarity of Spanish Launderettes that they invariably have great free Wi-Fi.
As well as being great value and very efficient, (18 kilo wash 4 euros, dryer 2 euros ) you don't even need washing powder or conditioner its all in and obviously you can download Game of thrones on your laptop while you wait....
By late afternoon we were back on board and I finally got around to having a look at the weather, it seemed that the winds were turning southerly and light, I hummed and haahed, had a quick chat with Lynne and we agreed to do an evening dash the 23 miles or so back to the Ria Vigo. We should keep the fresh NW breeze until the sun set, maybe...........
Lynne was keen to anchor overnight in the bay of the beach at Barra. we upped anchor and left just as everyone else seemed to be arriving! as we crept out under sail and unfurled the genoa Dark Tarn felt the breeze ( force 4-5 ) and leapt off at 7.5 knots with a bone in her teeth. A fabulous sail saw us off Isla Ons in about 2 hours and only as we approached Isla Cies did the forecast wind shift kick in and head us. It died almost to nothing but from the south and we had to resort to engine to get into the anchorage just before dark.
Lynne watching for ferrys.
Isla Ons and the smaller Isla de onza.
Islas Cies and the entrance to Ria Vigo.
We crept past the lighthouses on Punta Robieliera and entered Ensenada de barra, there were already a dozen or so boats at anchor, quite a few were part of the 60 boats on the Irish cruising club rally.
As night fell the remnants of the Irish cruising club and us lit our anchor lights under a crescent moon like firefly's in the night. it was unbelievably peaceful.
Time to settle down and watch Game of thrones ..............
a small piece of video about the day.
Lynne was keen to anchor overnight in the bay of the beach at Barra. we upped anchor and left just as everyone else seemed to be arriving! as we crept out under sail and unfurled the genoa Dark Tarn felt the breeze ( force 4-5 ) and leapt off at 7.5 knots with a bone in her teeth. A fabulous sail saw us off Isla Ons in about 2 hours and only as we approached Isla Cies did the forecast wind shift kick in and head us. It died almost to nothing but from the south and we had to resort to engine to get into the anchorage just before dark.
Lynne watching for ferrys.
Isla Ons and the smaller Isla de onza.
We crept past the lighthouses on Punta Robieliera and entered Ensenada de barra, there were already a dozen or so boats at anchor, quite a few were part of the 60 boats on the Irish cruising club rally.
As night fell the remnants of the Irish cruising club and us lit our anchor lights under a crescent moon like firefly's in the night. it was unbelievably peaceful.
Time to settle down and watch Game of thrones ..............
a small piece of video about the day.
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