Mañana. We’ve not heard that too often on this trip. But on waking this morning we chased up the sail repairs. Through pigeon Spanish I heard that loud and clear!
So on the basis that the squeakiest hinge is oiled first, we set off to chase the repairs!
It was fascinating to see how people work in the Ría de Arousa, the biggest Ría in Galicia. We where surrounded by mussel platforms and boats working in the Ría.
We saw shellfish gatherers collecting clams, seaweeds and razor shells from the beaches.
We arrived in Vigo. A major commercial and fishing hub.
The city is a classic Spanish mix of industry, commercial and residential, and it left me envious of the sheer scale of the industry. The fishing wharfs and market are three times the size of Billingsgate as was.
We found the sail in the loft of Javier Gandala, one of Spains world J80 sailing champions. We pressed him to look at it and he kindly agreed to have the repairs ready in the morning.
It was our last evening with Andy, who had a flight to catch the next day. It had been great sailing with him. We enjoyed his northern deadpan humour. After Andy left, and true to his word the sail was delivered at noon the next day.
That was a job well done and allowed us to head east down the river to Biaona one of the prettiest towns in the Spanish Rias. The result is that the marinas were full so we anchored off.
Which meant the first use, proper, of the dinghy!
Sadly, unlike in the U.K. marinas here will not allow non residents to use their facilities to tie up the dinghy. So we had to use some quayside steps and lock the dinghy to them.
The consequence is that it’s difficult to know how it will be when the tide goes out! Off we went to the beautiful Fort. Some amazing views. Highly recommend a visit.
Back for dinner aboard. (Chilli and cheesecake) and a light show.
Carioca Sailing 
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