Mazagon

The early morning calm of the moonlit inland waters
of Olhao and Faro saw us on our way to Mazagon,
back into Spain, for the start of our entry into the Med.
The 65nm leg was a pleasant sail with
light winds and small atlantic swell which
helped the healing process of Lornas disturbed gyros,,
Mazagon appeared as expected,
a modern port shielded by a 7nm man made sea defence along the coast up to Heulva, a large commercial refinery port,
not that you can see or smell it from Mazagon.
Evident as we get near the African coast is the influx of immigrant street traders selling all forms of tat,
not much of a problem, more like annoying flies.
With the wind being light and from the south a car
hire day was sorted and surprising
city of Seville was the spot for a visit,
35deg basking in glorious sunshine taking in the breathtaking historical monuments and structures it was hard to believe it was still April. Next day some rib deployment and rowing practice for Lorna,