Hola, La Coruña!

Suddenly the wind drops, the seas lie flat. We're in lee of land. But still hearing the calls for assistance on ch.16 from the rough Biscay seas.

Within two hours we are tied up in the La Coruña Harbor. A lovely feeling. As two boats are assisted into harbor by the Spanish coast guard.

After a rough night we've been able to enjoy the last protected stretch in warm, calm waters, just a slight breeze as the sky lightens. Soft grey-green hills appear out of the darkness on the horizon. Then the sun rises from behind the hills. Cool becomes hot. We navigate into the harbor; it's Sunday morning and the church bells are ringing. Really. The waterfront: palm trees, flowering bushes, wide, stone walkways, tall, white balconied buildings. And a steaming morning haze.

We heave all the wet gear and bedding over the boom and railings. Hit the showers! Old sailor friends from Swedish "Regina" are on the quay. Later we manage a quick peek at La Coruña's narrow lanes and huge open Plaza de M.Pita.

A day of rest and recovery, early to bed.