Steve & Jan stayed
for the rest of the week. They
booked into the marina hotel for the first couple of nights, and then moved
across the road into another hotel, outside the marina complex, but still
overlooking the marina. This saved
Lagos marina is
extremely well run, the staff are all helpful, it’s clean, has good facilities
and there are bars and restaurants at the end of the pontoons.
It has an awful lot going for it, but cheap it is not.
We saw Steve & Jan
most evenings for drinks and dinner, which made it feel still pretty much like a
holiday. The gear change from
holiday to real life was to go through several shifts before becoming reality.
They flew back to the UK on Saturday 28th July.
One more step towards our reality.
We had taken one night
off from holidaying with Steve and Jan to have drinks, dinner and say goodbye to
Estrela (Mike, Richard, Thelma & Ann), the boat that also snuck into Camariñas,
but failed to make it to the bar. Mike
& Anne plan to leave Estrela in Vilamoura where they have an apartment and
will fly down again later in the summer so we may see them again before we leave
Over the next few days
the participants seemed to melt away quite quickly.
Last to leave on our pontoon was Joy – A Regina of Vindo 49, owned by
Hans & Marlene. They’d hardly had the luckiest of rallies: engine problems
in Biscay, torn genoa in Sines (E700
- ouch!), a leaking port light that
had destroyed loads of new pilots and charts.
Worst of all they’d lost their flag staff! Another story. They
left a few days later with paying guest, which as we burn money feels an
increasingly attractive idea.
Paul & Liz on
Heller West were one of the last still in the Marina, an excuse for drinks and
dinner, if ever I heard one. But
Bill & Ann of Endeavour had managed to stay away for several days before,
courtesy of a cheap Sleazy-Jet flight they were back for a long weekend, making
us six again – another good reason for drinks and dinner.
Bill allegedly used to compete in dinghies against another Barry Bullen
in somewhere like Hartlepool. The
other Barry Bullen apparently knew a fair bit more about sail trimming than this
one and Bill keeps promising to pass on these skills.
- we were joined on the pontoon by Misty Too from Israel.
Misty was a nearly brand new Moody 47, which seemed to have sprung
multiple leaks. Salt water maybe
from the rudder stock and fresh maybe from the tank filler.
At the request of the owners, because of the language difficulty I spoke
to Moody back in Plymouth, from
where the boat had only recently been collected.
I have to say that I’ve always rated Moody quite highly, but the level
of disinterest was breathtaking. “You’ll have to go back to the broker you
bought it through in Israel.” “But
you built the boat and they’ve just collected it from your yard” –
“You’ll have to go back to the broker in Israel”.
“But he’s just an agent with no technical knowledge and he’s just
going to contact you.” “That’s probably true.” “And these guys are
leaking and just want some advice. They’re
not even trying to claim under the guarantee or anything” “You’ll have to
go back to the broker in Israel” - I think you get the picture.
There have been several times during the refit of Samarang that I’d
wished I’d bought a new boat - this little incident made me realise that a new
boat may not have reduced the pain as much as I thought – certainly not a new
Moody anyway. We were invited for
drinks and then for dinner aboard Misty Too before she was lifted out a couple
of days later by Sopromar the local boat yard for repair and storage, and the
owners returned to Israel. Unexpectedly
we were to be neighbours of Misty Too again quite soon.
One of our first tastes
of how the other half live came when we met Barry & Rosemary on Ocean
Conquest a Nelson 60
on the hammerhead at the end of our pontoon.
Twin 550HP Caterpillars, 10 gallons/hour @ 7/8 knots rising to 35
gallons/hour @ 13/14 knots. And
apparently very wet and uncomfortable in anything above force 3/4.
Did have a four-poster bed though.
business – Whilst all this had
been going on we had been organising a much needed service for Mr Perkins.
We’d also been reviewing our refrigeration strategy and whatever the
blue water gurus say about large capacity, top loading fridge and freezers,
cooled by engine driven compressors (which we had)
– we had decided to scrap the freezer in favour of extremely
inefficient and power- hungry front opening electric fridge, just like we all
have at home. Why?
If you’ve ever lost your balance whilst head first in a (extremely
efficient) top loading fridge trying to find the olives that have spilt, at the
same time running your engine for 2 hours a day (which makes you really popular
with your neighbours) – you’ll know why!
- Much, much more on the fridge later.
Back to the engine. DCS
Engineering (another recommendation if you’re down here) turned up to service
the engine and pointed out a very, very unpleasant wobble in our prop shaft
where it passed through the stuffing box. We
needed to come back out of the water!
Pedro and Hugo from
the boat yard – Sopromar - turned up to inspect the boat.
Their travel lift would need us to detach both the forestay, and inner
forestay if they were to lift us out. Panic!
New mast, etc. No problem – Pedro
and Hugo would do it all for us. More
panic, followed by doubt, other complications, much prevarication and searching
for other boatyards with bigger lifts anywhere on the Iberian peninsular. Finally, slunk back to Pedro and Hugo to ask them to lift the
It went without a hitch
of course. Pedro and Hugo took
control, took our lines, leapt on board, slackened the rig, lifted and chocked
the boat and retensioned the rig. All accompanied by Hugo’s jokes about having forgotten to
wear his Mr McGoo glasses.
Pedro and Hugo are brothers-in-law.
Hugo is married to Sandra who runs the office with Mum (who owns the boatyard) -
a family affair. Pedro is an Elvis lookalike from a distance (dark hair,
blue eyes, very long eyelashes, slim and of course fit. Hugo is dark with
brown eyes , equally as fit and has a wicked sense of humour with matching
smile. Enough! (For the avoidance of doubt - previous sentences Lindy's