We left Chipiona, a one night stop after Rota, with a good wind blowing on our rear quarter pushing us along really well, one reef in the main and all of the genoa out. The seas were pretty big, I reckon that when stood up in the cockpit my eyes are about two and a bit metres above sea level, when in the trough of a wave I could normally just see their tops but some waves came through which were a lot bigger. They weren’t very steep just big moving blocks of water. I tried to get some photos but came to the conclusion that it’s not easy! The images just don’t do it justice.

Despite the fairly big size they weren’t threatening and we sped along, surfing down some waves. It was interesting to watch a fairly big ship rolling in these waves, made us feel a little better to know they were suffering as well! We made good time and were in Mazagon by 3.30.
We decided to have “a big night out” in Mazagon, just because we thought you couldn’t. We did find a decent restaurant, El Nino, recommended by a local who we bought onions off (don’t ask but they fitted into Carole’s handbag nicely). I ordered a steak from the menu – not a type I’d heard off and out turned out to be ox – huge, and I mean huge, very fatty but what meat there was, was good – a local delicacy that needs to be tried and then avoided. Carole had swordfish – good choice. Everywhere was pretty quiet apart from this one restaurant.