Long story short, it wasn't to be. The light northwesterly turned into a F6 on the nose around Finisterre and a rough ETA of 2300 was enough to convince us to pull in behind the sheltering arm of the western tip of mainland Europe.
Tomorrow, after all, is another day.
|Fisterra village and the cape from the east|
|Early morning dolphin visit|
|View from the anchorage at Ensenada del Sardiñeiro|
PS. We did make it to Camariñas the next day and had to motor all the way over a glassy sea. The difference a day makes! The anchorage at Ensenada del Sardiñeiro was well worth stopping, even though we had to endure yet another night of beach disco disruption - ear plugs did the job.