Skylark is tucked away for the night at the marina at Portosin, after a wild ride from Camarinas.  Winds were variable at first, then picked up to around 20 to 25 knots in the after noon.  When we changed our initial westerly course to south, some good sailing winds were encountered.  Boat speeds of over 9 knots were achieved.  Skylark crashed through the swells causing some crew anxiety at the thought of having to wash encrusted salt of the deck. Cape Finisterre appeared in the mist and rain.  It was a celebratory moment but we mostly agreed its reputation was perhaps not as well deserved as the Bay of Biscay's, both of which are now behind us.  Pictures will follow in the next blog post. 

Portosin is a nice, scenic fishing town, typical along the coast of Galicia. Quaint, friendly and good for the soul after the tempestuous sea.