On the way from São Martinho do Porto to Peniche Arthur and Dave enjoyed “following a pod of dophins” (as Arthur shouted in the most joy-filled voice we’ve ever heard).
The autopilot heading-input broke in the middle of the night. I decided to head to a marina rather than hand steer.
While on passage from Porto to São Jacinto, we enjoyed the winter sunshine and some dolphins followed us for a while.
A 45 hour crossing with no major scares. Sea-sickness.