Last night the already announced by the friendly harbormaster in San Sebastian Festival in San Sebastian was in honor of the “Saint Sebastian” instead of. A variety of folk groups, with their 12 String guitars, Drums and ukuleles have already put on all day through the town and, loudly canary songs to the top. The highlight of the festivities but should take place in the evening on the main stage at the marketplace. So it was also. As in a Munich beer garden locals sat at round tables in front of the stage and dined in company take-away food. Of course, there was also plenty of drinking and dancing. Fairground up!

However, I was happy, despite the general sentiment is not in a good mood because I knew, that once again some sailors with whom I had spent the last three days, would leave tomorrow too Cape Verde. Old memories were awake. Again celebrate farewell and left behind alone? Somehow I did not feel and even the already booked dives for next week, no longer appeared to me very attractive. So I made the decision, the next morning very early cast off the lines and the next island of La Palma by destination “Marina Tazacorte” break. The weather seemed loud forecast to be suitable for the crossing, although the port is still quite neat expressed the wind on the stern of the SUMMER. The dive school I wrote a mail and promised in February with Katja together to come back. Then then prepared in peace the ship for the 12 Hour long cruise ago. The music from the fairground held me until 02:30 awake. Also, I nervously as the wind did not want to be a little less.

In the morning at 5:45 I gave birth to the trash bags for waste containers and to my surprise hit a Marinero in service. I gave my admission card to the Marina at him and begged him, to help me when depositing. Now the die was cast and there was no turning back. I had said nothing to anyone about my plan and would therefore always be able to make up my mind yet different. Even against the wind at your back, I managed the ship store. Natürlich nicht ohne noch einmal mit dem Bug auf den Steg zu brummen 🙁 Okay, so hatte ich ein kleines Andenken im Gepäck und auch wieder etwas Arbeit in der nächsten Marina 🙂

The problem was not until I drove the SUMMER from the marina out to the outer harbor. It was so incredibly dark, I practically NOTHING could see. Back in the marina could therefore no longer. In the distance I could see the red beacon of the harbor entrance and headed practically blind to it,. It was not possible to obtain the fenders and lines or. secure because I could not leave the control. Anxious minutes later, Then we left the outer harbor and headed out to sea. It was really creepy, to drive only to the map on the plotter and to leave the protective outer harbor without any view. But my well-being fell even further than I realized, that the same conditions prevailed there as in the Directions. The waves were high and a strong wind from the north with a thickness of 20-30 Node, sent a water fountain after another throughout the ship. My concern was the mooring lines and fenders. Now and then I saw the Fender in the light of deck lighting tug on the Rehling and jump over the water. The SUMMER stamped violently and shoveled over the bow a lot of water on deck. But I did not dare even to climb onto the foredeck, cut off the ropes and bring back. In the worst case, a flushed overboard line would have to wrap around the screw when dragging. After an hour it was finally getting light. I stopped on, went before the wind, took the Fender clean and well rinsed linen back, before I then stowed in the locker. On the foredeck I collected yet the running board of a bow fitting, that a wave had just demolished. On the way back to the cockpit back then I felt better again. Jeez, the handrails of the Rehling slippery when they are cold and full of salt! But the next time I wear gloves! Re-learned what.

Against 8:30 we passed the northern tip of La Gomera and laid 300 Grad an. Finally I was able jib and mainsail set and switch off the hardworking machine. With brisk 6-7 Knots we now sailed directly to La Palma. Everything was good and it was time for the first coffee and a slice of bread. Schmeckt das gut nach so einem Start in den Tag 🙂

Against 16:10 had again ran the machine because of land cover south of La Palma, the wind had fallen asleep. With 6 Knots was then already 2 Hours later, the entrance to the Marina Tazacorte in sight. On VHF channel 9 was no one to achieve and so I looked for then my berth itself from. The docking maneuver worked perfect without assistance and to 18:30 was the Jockel (Machine) sent home in the evening. Happy and somewhat exhausted, there was still a beer for dinner, before I fell asleep peacefully in the salon on the bench. About 20:30 then put another yacht next to me at. I went out again, to see, who had come so late yet. Surprise, surprise! Es waren meine französischen Stegnachbarn von San Sebastian 🙂 Nach einem großen “Hello” told me the skipper, he had expired an hour after me and would have been surprised by conditions. He has seen me all the time on his AIS and I was just traced. But I could not see him, because its device only receives but does not send. Well, something! However, I was also a little proud, weil ich ihm eine gute Stunde Fahrtzeit abgenommen hatte 🙂 So fand der Tag doch noch ein versöhnliches Ende und ich endlich meinen wohlverdienten Schlaf.