Just a day sail south of Porto was the surprising town of Aveiro. So small we almost missed it, and that would have been a great shame. Beyond the coast lies a maze of canals and lagoons, alongside an industrial port. But if you persist inland, you reach a colourful town where the Portuguese version of gondolas, moliceiros, would have traditionally carried the local harvests of salt and seaweed, but now carry visitor along the canals to explore the city.
We found the perfect place for lunch with the local speciality of roasted piglet. Yum!! The set lunch menu came with a mini jug of wine… not too shabby!
We were very sad to leave Galicia and all the wonderful food and wine, but it was time to start moving south again. Vana de Castelo, just across the border into Portugal, was a wonderful first stop with it’s flower-filled streets, leafy boulevards and imposing hilltop church.
The church at the top of the hill has it’s own funicular!
Amazing views of the Rio Lima estuary
Not a bad place to catch the sunset
The Templo do Sagrado Coração de Jesus
So many flowers adorning the buildings of the old town
The uber-modern swing bridge / boardwalk closing off the marina from the river
Our early morning departure from the marina gave a hint of what awaited us…
Hours sitting on the bow looking for fishing boats and crab pots!
As soon as we emerged from the river’s mouth Makara was engulfed in crazy thick fog. I ventured up front to keep watch, while Tadd set the obnoxious, but oh-so-important fog horn on automatic. This is how we spent the whole day!
The fog was so thick that the moisture condensed on my eyelashes and made it seem like I was crying…. all the way to Porto!