ATH Gran Hotel Samil
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- Swimming pool
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On Friday we set off south for the next ria down, the Ria de Vigo. This is one of the most built up rias, as it houses Vigo, probably the largest city in the area.
It was beautifully sunny, but the wind was bizarre; always in the wrong place and dropping from a good, sailable speed to nothing seemingly at random. The result was the what should have been a relaxed, short sail down to the next ria became unnecessarily ...
... cause the temperature had gone up to 28 again and the sun strong. We went back to the camping about 100 m from the beach around 7, had a shower and made some pasta which is always a good camping food, easy and tasty. Than we went for a walk on the boulevard and had a drink before going back to the camping. 25th We got our stuff together after breakfast and had a drive of 1 hour and a half to Santiago de Compostela where we found a camping 3 km out of the centre of the old ...
... where our pilot guide promised two separate anchorages close enough to conveniently dinghy to shore. Well, one anchorage was too small to comfortable house more than one boat, and there was already a boat there when we arrived, and the other was full of steel mooring buoys, leaving no real room to anchor unless you didn't mind the side of your boat clanging into a lump of metal in the night.
Funnily enough, as we approached a ...
We've rather slowed down since I last updated this; the sun's come out and the days have become lazier.
We spent a few days in Muros and the ria around it, stopping in at Portosin for a couple of days before heading back to our previous anchorage, where An Incredible Thing happened.
I was out in the kayak exploring the nearby shallows, where the sun was dancing enticingly on the sand just below the water. I was on my way back to the boat when I saw ...
... spent a lovely afternoon wandering the streets listening to the buskers, many of whom were pipers and bagpipers. Some sort of demonstration was going on at one one stage. No idea what it was about as I couldn't read the placards but I suspect it was something about conservation of the river. The rain came down that evening so after dinner spent the evening writing with an Irish coffee in the cosy lounge of Hotel Rias Bajas. What a tough life ...