Simply a point on our earth, a spot without meaning. No battle was fought here, no famous personality sat here, no one stuck a flag into the earth to show that they had been there. Not that areas where a battle was fought are important, on the contrary, many a mother or father will wonder why their son had to lose his life here. And yet this point on the map is unique for us, as we are, at least consciously, the only people on earth who have seen this place.
|A spot on earth|
Here everything is in motion, constantly exposed to change, in the middle of a desert full of water. When we arrive here, a five meter high wave is standing, setting from north to south, with a flat rising ridge. The wave needs 16 seconds to pass through here. From the east, a wind wave of almost three meters hits the said wave and causes chaos on the water surface. We reach the point 35°23.215'N; 007°52.918'W and shoot with seven knots over the chaos, not forgetting, at least virtually, to stake our flag here. We are on our way from Gibraltar to Madeira, round 600 nautical miles, our first distance over 500 nautical miles at a stretch. I think we have arrived in the bluewater scene. After 15 days, the express parcel with the spare parts for the autopilot has arrived. The assembly is fast because everything is already prepared. Except for refueling, the preparations for our onward journey to Madeira are complete.
The next day, after 20 days, we throw off the lines at the Marina Alcaidesa and drive to the other side of the airstrip into the British administrative area for refueling. 41 pence is the price of a liter of diesel, a boon to our budget considering the unplanned marina stay of just over 900€ in the morning.