The morning before we left was actually completely normal and peaceful. Nothing indicated, was für traurige Szenen sich später noch abspielen sollten 🙂 Während ich noch ein Abendessen für die Überfahrt vorbereitete, checked Dietmar in the Harbour Office from. Then we took even a walk down to the Marina area, where were some boats ashore. There he wanted to introduce his new love me: a blue Nautors Swan 55 Yawl. Good, that nothing got with our SUMMER of :-). I'm there patient…..

On the way back we stumbled over a soapbox, its finish line located directly on the Harbour. We let us not escape, because we were not in such a hurry. We wanted to not leave the port before noon, to be quite sure, To reach Santa Maria the next day not in the dark.

Then it was ready and it was “Leinen los”. There already neatly blew wind from the side, We talked through whatever briefly the berthing. The last line, that should be solved, was the stern line. She should prevent, that the wind pushes us on our neighbours. Also, I could solve this line of Board. Soweit der Plan 🙂

When I had the first lines on the bridge, two lines were left and I got the instructions from the captain: “Now the stern line” Ok????? I'm used to from it me long time ago, in solchen Situationen zu diskutieren 🙂 Dann halt die Heckleine zuerst. Immediately saw movement in the boat. Dietmar could keep the SUMMER against the wind in position and had to quickly back out of the box. Quickly, I solved the last (ineffective) Spring and looked after the buzzer. Weg waren die Beiden 🙁 Wollte er mich etwa hier lassen?

So I stood on the bridge and looked stupid out of laundry. After swimming was really no alternative, I found. After all, the SUMMER not quickly disappeared from the port, but Dietmar did his rounds from our former place of refuge. Dann wollte er mich wohl doch nicht hier lassen 🙂 Wenigstens etwas. Jetzt musste ich nur noch wieder zurück aufs Boot kommen 🙂

Maybe front at the reception bar??? Unfortunately fully occupied. And the wind was blowing right on the pier. So we threw away the plan, on one of the boats to go alongside. After an unsuccessful exercise we were going no further risk.

Perhaps with a small fishing boat, that drove up just in the port??? Unfortunately, the Fischer understood no English, and so I could not bring my concern him. War aber ein guter Versuch 🙂

In the meantime, we were also observed. Port cinema at its finest, but this time we as actor. The Norwegians, which are your boat at the reception stage had, kindly offered, Images to make and to make the Internet. As it is always: Who does the damage, braucht für den Spott nicht zu sorgen 🙂

Maybe on the harbour wall opposite??? I makes me go walking on the way to the other side of the Harbour, While Dietmar in the dock turned laps. Once there a leap in good one and a half meters deep appeared uninviting me, because it was only a place on the ferry free.

Front of the Yacht Club I had see arrive a dinghy. Maybe I could convince someone there, for me to play taxi? Arrived at the pier, I tried my luck with English, Unfortunately again in vain. But the second young man, then back came to boat, could understand me. First he wanted to help but not. He must now start the regatta of sail children out there. Apparently he had not quite grasped the situation because when it became clear to him, He would pass on the SUMMER anyway, He immediately relented. I was so by two nice, young men brought directly to the bathing platform – What kind of a service. Aber so viel Service möchte ich in der nächsten Zeit nicht wieder in Anspruch nehmen müssen 🙂

So we continued our way together with a half-hour delay to Santa Maria. Dietmar was visibly pleased, to have me back on board. Das wollte ich ihm auch geraten haben 🙂

The crossing with pleasant wind and a shaft from the rear went quickly and smoothly. In the morning at 9: 00, we reached the Marina at Vila do Porto Santa Maria. An hour later the SUMMER was already neatly desalted cleaned and a hearty breakfast was on the table.

Then we phoned with Steffen of the dive. Morgen würde es losgehen und die Bedingungen sahen wohl sehr vielversprechend aus 🙂 Da freuten wir uns schon.

More joy came on but, When we stumbled in the afternoon at the Jetty of a black and white Tomcat. As it turned out, He belonged to our French neighbors and heard (more or less) the name “Sikaflex”. A little later was told how he got the name. Sikaflex is a sealant, it sticks like the plague and is made in the colors black/white. His name was really program, as we found out in the next few days :-)In the afternoon he had paid us a short visit and as evening with us, the fish in the Pan bruzzelte, did he come “random” again over. Very charming and well-mannered he advantage until our hearts and then a considerable portion of fish is. Since he had chosen just the right. So we were happy all night long about that “Temporary cat” because he had already made himself easily's the whole night with us on board. Katzentiere sind gerade für uns schon etwas ganz Besonderes 🙂