With a few hangovers still around and a calm sea it was out into the sunlit bay for the short leg to Viana Du Castello, the first port of call in Portugal,,
with the change of lure on the so far unsuccsesful fishing rod
there was a hope of some fresh fish,
soon after entering the open sea the ratchet of the reel was off and we were in, a fine looking 'Pilot' fish was landed, similar to Tuna,
shortly after another and dinner was provided.
Arriving into Viana Du Castello we moored for one night alongside what appeared to be a peaceful quay by some modern bars and restuarants,,the beautiful ancient town in the early evening appeared void of any inhabitants, by 1.00am as we lay sleeping they all appeared, and what was a peaceful spot had turned into your crazy clubland, 7am we were up and off to Porto leaving the clubbers to continue into the mid morning with 'one more time' being played continuously.Nice,,
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