Pop goes the whisker pole
It was a cracking day, mid-May on the Algarve. We had sailed our Beneteau 381 from Gibraltar to Bruce’s Yard in Faro earlier on in the year, had her lifted and had antifouled her. Now it was time for some fun in the sun.
Our plan was to leave and go to Ayamonte in Spain at the mouth of the River Guadiana about 30 miles away. The weather forecast was for light south-westerlies which would give us a nice beam reach all the way.
It usually takes about six hours for the journey so leaving on the last of the ebb from the
