Sailing vacations are largely centered around the boat, food, and cats. Our May-June trip to Spain was no exception. The northern coast of Spain was very scenic and completely empty of boats. We poked our way along visiting small towns and a couple of large cities such as Bilboa and Gijon. We set the anchor, took moorings, tied up against walls, and enjoyed a couple of marinas. Learing to cope with 12 foot tides was both stressful but once conquered an accomplishment and good training for 30 foot tides next year in the UK.
The food and wine in Spain was lucious. We enjoyed tapas most days and made it a point to order local wines. Fish was incredibly fresh. Prices were cheap.
The cats who thought the boat was a nightmare from their past took no time at all to get used to and hate their life on board. Calypso drooled for 6 weeks and Dante ranged from bored at anchor to trying to go ashore and leave the sailing life behind. Yes, there was one day when we could not find him on board and had to sail back to port only to find him hidden in the "Old Lady" spot, the hidy-hole Zabelle found and never left while we were on our trip to the Bahamas.
We would love to go back to Spain, a three star trip!
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