|Caleta del Sebo - Graciosa's sheltered harbour|
The strong winds having duly blown themselves out and Fettler arduously purified of the dust that befouled her, we weighed anchor and made an early start for Graciosa. In a straight line, the distance amounted to only 25 miles and with the forecast of a pleasant 14 kt breeze from the north west, we expected to have a pleasant day's sail of it. Ha. Ha.
It started out well enough as we cracked on to the northeast before rounding the headland where Lanzarote curves to the north and where we hoped to do the same. The wind, naturally enough, blew from the north, alternately much stronger and much weaker than forecast. It was a hard beat up the coast, becoming progressively harder as we reached the northern tip of Lanzarote, where the wind increased to near gale force and still right on the nose. It was an all sails out and all sails wet sort of a day and a weary pair who finally pulled into Graciosa having taken 10 hours to squeeze out those 25 straight-line miles. We found out later that the northern tip of Lanzarote is locally known as the 'Cape Horn of the Canaries'.
Happily there were good friends waiting for us - the Roede Orms - with a BBQ blazing on the beach and cold beer in plenty. The rigours of the passage were soon recovered from.
|Playa Las Conchas, also known as the Bacardi Beach|
|Bacardi Beach from volcano top|
|Climbing one of the little volcanoes|
|Beachcombing (photo: S. Conrad)|
|Basalt bridges (photo: S. Conrad)|
|Mad man on basalt bridge (photo: S. Conrad)|
|Natural salt pans|
|Cool rock pool|
|Bird on the beach - Berthelot's Pipit|
|How to dry fish|
|Another crazy lava rock pool|
|East coast Graciosa|
|Shell sand under the microscope|