X-ing File #3_ Canaries to Cape Verdes
Mindelo,
Cape Verde Islands
Before we start, we'd like to note that the end of 2017, celebrated (not) at sea on the way to Mindelo, marks Ten Years of sailing Miss WJ3. We now find ourselves on the edge of a precipice, ready to complete a circumnavigation of the Atlantic. I doubt If either of us would had ever thought this possible back in our early sailing days in Aus. So here we are - in Africa and ten years into a still exciting voyage with our sturdy Windjammer. She's still looking after us, very well indeed! Now, on with the story so far:
After
all the downhill momentum, and of course the thrilling, butt-clenching ride through
the channel into Mindelo Harbour, it was a relief to see the marina. Somehow, the swell never left us though and
made its presence known even whilst tied at the dock. Getting on or off WJ3 required coordination, balance
and a little nerve - not always the GS’s strong points. Wobbling & lurching to the floating bar
(for coffee & wi-fi – sure!!) gave
the impression that most of us were already above respectable limits, even at
10am. To add to the milieu, nightly
pummeling by wicked katabatics kept us on our toes, fenders working overtime
to prevent other yachts from getting too cosy.
Long-termers had stainless springs (that squeaked) to dampen movement whilst
the inventive Frenchies next to us used motorbike tyres. Even after a few days our mooring lines had
stretch beyond belief. Judging by the
number and size of the wrecks in the harbour, island life is still pretty
harsh. That said, it was a great place
to break our journey. Mindelo is lively
with song and dance; the fish market, located beside that architectural giggle
(the old Customs House and parody of Belem Tower in Lisbon) is well supplied
with a variety of seafoods and stalls at the Market Square offer a surprising
range of fresh produce. In all, it’s a
character town with lots of charm.
Mindelo's own Belem Tower, now a Museum |
View back over Face Mountain at dusk |
Mindelo Marina in a deceptively calm-looking bay |
Just to prove that We were There |
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