Tony at the front of the boat putting the flags up before we come into Horta.
The Portugese flag, a flag from a friend of Tony's and a yellow flag (actually Tony's t-shirt) indicating that we need to see customs because we have entered European waters.
Horta at dawn, 6:00 am. What a fantasy land!
Captain Jim toasting LANDFALL after 13 days and 1 hour. We made it across and loved it.
Me toasting LANDFALL. We dug out Jim's glass wine glasses for the toast and used wine we had made in Port Credit and stored in large plastic bags in the bilge. We had a tap to get the wine out of the bags. We thought we might drink a glass of wine with our meals on the way across but we didn't drink hardley anything except at Landfall so there was a bag and 3/4 left when we got to Scotland.
To give you an idea of the interior of the boat there was a setee like the one above on both sides of the boat and Tony and Anth slept in them most of the time, sometimes we traded around.
This is the fore cabin where I slept sometimes. It was kind of short but I did fit in it and it was private.
This is the head.
This is the quarter berth up by the nav station and Captain Jim slept here on the way from St. John's to Horta.
I took this picture for my mom whose name is Helena. Look how many times this boat came to Horta, 14 times. On the sea wall in Horta sailors painted pictures as signatures of their boats and themselves in honour of arriving in Horta. It's really interesting to read all the dates, names of boats and people have been on the sea wall in Horta.
Anth sitting on the sea wall beyond where our boat is rafted.
This is open market where Anth and I ate our lunch each day. The bistro on the right served traditional Portugese foods, fish, fish soup, fish casserole, corn bread, homemade bread, etc. It was very, very good.
This is a government building in the middle of Horta. On the right is where the post office was.
This is me after 13 days and 1 hour of not washing my hair, not showering and wearing the same clothes day and night.
This is me....all clean.
Tony at the front of the boat putting the flags up before we come into Horta.
The Portugese flag, a flag from a friend of Tony's and a yellow flag (actually Tony's t-shirt) indicating that we need to see customs because we have entered European waters.
Horta at dawn, 6:00 am. What a fantasy land!
Captain Jim toasting LANDFALL after 13 days and 1 hour. We made it across and loved it.
Me toasting LANDFALL. We dug out Jim's glass wine glasses for the toast and used wine we had made in Port Credit and stored in large plastic bags in the bilge. We had a tap to get the wine out of the bags. We thought we might drink a glass of wine with our meals on the way across but we didn't drink hardley anything except at Landfall so there was a bag and 3/4 left when we got to Scotland.
To give you an idea of the interior of the boat there was a setee like the one above on both sides of the boat and Tony and Anth slept in them most of the time, sometimes we traded around.
This is the fore cabin where I slept sometimes. It was kind of short but I did fit in it and it was private.
This is the head.
This is the quarter berth up by the nav station and Captain Jim slept here on the way from St. John's to Horta. 
I took this picture for my mom whose name is Helena. Look how many times this boat came to Horta, 14 times. On the sea wall in Horta sailors painted pictures as signatures of their boats and themselves in honour of arriving in Horta. It's really interesting to read all the dates, names of boats and people have been on the sea wall in Horta.
Anth sitting on the sea wall beyond where our boat is rafted.
This is open market where Anth and I ate our lunch each day. The bistro on the right served traditional Portugese foods, fish, fish soup, fish casserole, corn bread, homemade bread, etc. It was very, very good.
This is a government building in the middle of Horta. On the right is where the post office was.
This is me after 13 days and 1 hour of not washing my hair, not showering and wearing the same clothes day and night.
This is me....all clean.
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