Today is holiday in Spain - Assumption. And my guide was right: Maria goes not just implied here in the sky, but that comes later. Want to do with our decision on the Außenmole with the nose in the wind, we had ourselves a restless night brought. Because the wind had shifted after our arrival so far, now that the shaft freely spilled on our stern and clapped. But with ear plugs and enough Spanish red wine it was not so bad. Man kann sich ein Boot sozusagen auch ruhig trinken 🙂

The morning was radiantly beautiful and we made against our habit on trips to the bakery, we had already spotted yesterday, together. Since our Capitano can be quite difficult to resist temptations, I wanted to make sure, that the bread shopping for our breakfast not one week ration cake from the enticing offer found its way to ship.

The SY Ganesha had left us in the direction of Vigo early in the morning. Apparently he liked them both not so good, but for us it was perfect. Although Cambarro is located at the very end of Ria, we could observe from the boat in front of the harbor a very large school of dolphins. Everywhere in the Rias there are shellfish farms, where there fish teeming. Since the Dolphins could not say no.

In the afternoon it was but then suddenly with the peace and tranquility over. Just like the French, the Spaniards are avid water sports. Today ended in Combarro a stage of a regatta. Good, that we had decided already in the morning, Verholen to our SUMMER in the harbor. Now we really were at port cinema in the first row.

The racing boats were sailed by at least six people, sometimes it was larger boat also more. A total of six Marineros were traveling, which pointed the boats to their places. But not only that. They had on the web almost always intervene helpfully: Here catch a leash (If my Capitano says again, I would throw bad linen, werde ich ihn an den heutigen Tag erinnern 🙂 )or are holding a boat from the jetty. Several times we have seen really funny scenes. Boats, who had already arrived safely at the dock, the wind drove back completely unhindered, since none of the six people on board came up with the idea, times to give a line ashore. If anything were mooring available or discoverable. So was pulled and pushed at all ends violently and athletic. They threw dynamically between boat and dock or boat and also between the neighboring boat. And the more people in the game were, desto spannender wurde es 🙂

Now in hindsight also, why not more Marinero us at flipping the SUMMER of the page. We have become accustomed, to handle our boat as a team alone. For a Spaniard probably inconceivable. Usually it is even better than unaided. Because everyone knows, what to do. And with sporting pulling and pushing is not really moving at a 15-ton yacht something.

Eventually all racing boats were then but neatly stowed in the pits and on the webs. Even in our box was a second boat, which had fortunately made a small attack on the SUMMER, but (by courageous pushing and pressing both sides) could be thwarted. We were able to leave with a good feeling towards the old town.

Here we expected a wonderful dinner, that we had also earned honestly. In our choice with direct lake view restaurant we stuttered us with the Spanish app from Dietmars Iphone through the menu. We wanted to take any risks. After much back-and-forth we ordered a paella type, But the behind the adventurous name "Delicate rice to Marinero kind in the pot from the clay" had hidden. We also now know the Spanish words for at least five different types of shellfish :-). Unfortunately, it was cold in the evening but faster than we expected. So we even had to forego dessert and returned somewhat rushed back on boat, um den Capitano (times go only in T-shirt and shorts again) to protect against frostbite.

During the entire time, we were in the old town on the way, we heard cannon-shots, coming increasingly closer to the shore of the bay. The Spaniards seem to love firecrackers. Already in Muros we had met the preference. Always, if you do not expect, pops it suddenly terribly loud and frightening. Today, Maria was accompanied loudly on their way to heaven. And not only by firecrackers, the church bells rang almost ten minutes storm. Pity, that there were no fireworks. Da hätte man den Lärm wenigstens mit etwas Schönem verbunden 🙂