Sunday 21st July

Lucinda's not happy. The sky is grey. It's almost cold enough to consider dumping t shirts for something with long sleeves. We motor away from land in winds too light to sail. Gradually the skies clear and a breeze fills in from the south west and we have a couple hours of relaxed sailing as we close the coast. With a few miles to go a small pod of dolphins cross some 300m in front of us. Several dolphins do some tricks for our benefit, leaping clear of the water face to face, and then clear off. There's no fuel Sunday afternoon so we park in the marina, wash down the boat and head into town. We're in Chipiona. We hope the restaurants are good. We're off to find out.