First
atlantic crossing followed by our stops at the
following islands: Azores, Madeira, Canary
Islands, Cabo Verde
period
from 4th July 2000- 10th October 2000:
Town
of Mindello, Island of Sao Vicente, Republic of
Cabo Verde 30th september 2000 to 7th october
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Cabo Verde was a shock. This is the poorest
country that we'visited so far. Poor countries
are attracting and repelling at the same time.
Walking on the street, people always come to you
asking for money or trying to sell you something.
After one afternoon, you know how to deal with
them, but still it's a hassle. On the other hand,
people from Cabo Verde knows how to smile so much
better than any of us aboard SCAMP. The
simplicity of their conversation, the openness of
their welcome, their readyness to know who yiou
are and to learn what they don't know, all this
is quite appalling. The general impression is
very good with a lot of good vibes coming from
the warmth of the people.
During our stay, we were anchored in the harbour
of Mindello. The anchorage is very calm.
Nevertheless, you need somebody to guard your
dinghy while you are ashore. In our case, this
person, in the name of Nilton turned out to be
much more than a boat keeper: a guide. As he said
when he introduced himself, "I will help for
anything you need". Find a sailmaker, a
mechanic, fresh water, fuel, everything is within
his reach. Now, comes the question: "Nilton,
how much money do you want to do that
all?".-"You give me what you
want". This answer was very disruptive for
each of us because we think that everything has a
price set in advance and we feared an argument at
the end of ou stay: us ready to give what we
thought would be fair, him asking for double or
triple. We talked several times with other
western people asking for their own experience.
Their advice was always very clear: "Set the
price upfront". Well we tried several times:
"Nilton, please let us know how much do you
want?" No satisfactory answer. So we crossed
our fingers and everything went fine eventually.
We gave him what we could: some garments, some
food, some gas and some money.
Harbor formalities:
With the help of Nilton, all the immigration
formalities were completed within 2 hours. No
waiting queue, no stubburn goverment employee, no
corruption. We had to pay a small fee for the
immigration; the anchoring in the harbor is free.
Patrick

Nilton and his aid in his boat

Fisherman's family in Tarafel, Sao Anton

Kids in Tarafel, Sao Anton

Scamp, anchored in Tarafel
Sao
Vicente and Sao Anton
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The location of Mindello on Sao Vicente is
really surprising. Somehow, it made me think of
Phoenix in Arizona or Las Vegas in Nevada: a
desert and suddenly a town in the middle of
no-where. The dry and hot climate of the island,
the nature of the grounds (rocks) are not
propitious to the development of human life.
45000 people live there and they have to import
everything: fruits, vegetable, flour, gas. The
water itself comes from a plant that produces
fresh water out of sea water. At first glance, it
is very difficult to understand why one would
choose to establish a town there. The main assets
of the city are: a natural harbor and the
abundance of fish. Mindello is located on the
edge of a sunken volcano. This provides a huge
bay protected from the dominant winds, where
ships can find a safe refuge. During our stay, we
went fishing. As opposed to the Azores, the water
in the harbor itself is not clear. We had to pass
the pier to find clear waters where fishing with
a harpoon is possible. We found fishes in
abundance: Pascal shot a shark (one that lives
and eats on the sand and doesn't threaten
humans), many 'bodiao' (portug.), one lobster,
many leatherjackets (or filefish). We gave half
of our catch to Nilton and prepare a pasty
('Brandade' in french) with ours. How to prepare
'de la brandade'? Easy, easy Jacky: boil the fish
for 3 minutes, remove the bone, mash the flesh,
add flour and oil while cooking under light heat,
add lemon. To my knowledge, this is the easiest
way to keep your fish when you don't have a
fridge and you caught plentiful: make 'de la
brandade'.
During our stay, we met a crew of 5 other
frenchmen on a 2-years long cruise around the
world. Maranatha started from St Malo, France and
was about to cross the Atlantic toward Salvador
do Bahia, Brazil. Maranatha, their boat is the
exact opposite of ours: 37 tons (ours: 7.5t),
steel hull (ours: carbon sandwich), dry,
comfortable and slow (ours: wet, spartan and
fast). We spent long hours talking and drinking
with them. They explained us that inside the
cabin, while at sea, they could play cards for
hours without even noticing that the wind had
picked up 1 or 2 beaufort! No comments. To reach
their web site, clik
here!
Patrick
Sao
Anton
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Sao Anton is a rocky island that stretches
from the South to the North. It holds a range of
mountains that divides the island into a dry
leeward side and a wet windward side. We stayed 2
nights in Tarafel: the southern anchorage of the
island and sailed upwind in the channel between
Sao Anton and Sao Vicente along the leeward side.
This side is not inhabited. The landscape of an
immense dry slope from the foot of the mountain
to the water was absolutely gorgous. We had to go
upwind for 5 hours and tack a few times with
about 18 knots of true wind. SCAMP was easily
reaching 6 knots: splendid! We anchored the boat
in Porto-Novo, had a good night of sleep and
decided to go and visit the windward side the
next day. Thanks to the humidity and the hot
climate, the windward side of Sao Anton is an
area propitious for agriculture. When your car
passes the top of the range of mountain, you
leave a desert and enter a meadow. Suddenly, you
have trees, grass, flowers, pines, sugar canes,
cows, goats. Every little area of the mountain is
used for agriculture. A tremendous amount of
groundwork was done to offer the most horizontal
surface to cultivate sugar canes, bananas and
others. Needless to say that Sao Anton exports
all the products of agriculture to the other
desertic islands, Mindello among others.
Patrick
Crossing
Gran Canaria to Mindello, Cabo Verde. 24
september 2000 to 30 September 2000. Duration: 5
days 7 hours. Average speed 7.3 knots. 937 sailed
miles.
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In my memories, this crossing is the easiest
and the most enjoyable we've ever had: flying
fishes coming across the deck, almost non-stop
spinnaker sailing with stable winds, no humidity.
We took the weather forecast from Radio France
Internationnal in Gran-Canaria before
casting-off: the regular tradewinds (NE 4-5
beaufort) were expected between Gran-Canaria and
Cabo-Verde but the hurricane ISAAC (955 hPa) was
already formed at the SW of Cabo-Verde. According
to the forecast, ISAAC was generating:
-winds of more than 64 knots within the 34M
circle
-winds of more than 50 knots within the 50M
circle
-winds of more than 35 knots within the 100M
circle
Usually tropical depression are known to dawn in
the neighborhood of Cabo-Verde and to become
hurricane following a westerly route to the
Caribbeans. So ISAAC just had to "follow the
books" and we would be OK. WE decided not to
delay our crossing but to pay close attention to
the course of ISAAC as we go. This plan revealed
to be fine. After a few days, ISAAC had moved a
long way to the the West and we encountered the
regular NE tradewinds. During the first nights,
we were afraid to keep the spinnaker at night.
Still the spinnaker was giving us a good push.
Instead of sailing 7-8 knots with a jib, SCAMP
could surf very easily at 9-10 knots and
depending on the size of the wave 10-11-12. The
speed record was set at 15.1 knots (recorded by
the GPS). We realized that holding the spinnaker
at night meant arriving in Cabo-Verde earlier.
So, from the 2nd night on, we tried to hold it as
much as we could.
For some reason unknown to me, as we went further
south, the colour of the sea became darker and
darker: almost black.
Patrick
Island
of Gran Canaria, Archipelago of the Canaries.
September 21th 2000:
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We made a short stop in Gran-Canaria. The town
is really big: the eigt city of Spain. We really
enjoyed visiting the mansion of Christopher
Colombus, which is preserved and maintained as a
jewel. Such big european town were not really the
goal of our trip so we went shopping for enough
food to reach Brazil knowing that supplies are
limited in Mindello, Cabo-Verde our next stop.
Patrick

Gran Canaria has a lot to offer but, we had no
time to visit
Island
of Graciosa, Archipelago of the Canaries,
September 16th 2000 to September 19th:
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There is something special about Graciosa.
Graciosa is a small island North of Lanzarote. It
has a few volcanoes on it and faces the range of
mountains and cliffs located on the northern
shore of Lanzarote. When you cross the channel
between Lanzarote and Graciosa to reach the main
anchorage, the scenery is really grandiose. It
remembered me the Grand-Canyon, USA. The island
has one main village, cars but no paved street.
The street in the village are made of sand and
only 4WD cars are to be found on the island. The
harbor is recent and big. Even though fishing is
banned around most of the islands of Lanzarote
and Graciosa, fishing permits were granted to a
few fishermen on the island of Graciosa. 5
beautifully maintained, wooden fishing boats can
be seen in the harbor of Graciosa. The houses of
the village are also very well maintained, all
painted in white except for the framing of the
doors and the windows which are either blue or
green. The village is expanding pretty fast, many
houses are in construction in the outskirt but
the local style is always respected. "Things
of beauty are a joy forever"
Patrick

Scamp with the volcanoes and the village of
Graciosa in the background

From the top of the volcano of Graciosa, the
channel between Graciosa and Lanzarote

The sandy roads and the white houses in the
village of Graciosa

How blue is this water?!
Town
of Arrecife, Island of Lanzarote, Archipelago of
the Canaries, August 24th 2000 to September 20th:
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Arrecife was our longest stop so far. Our stay
there lasted one month. After Horta, we decided
the Canary to be our technical stop. We had a few
items on our bullet list (bring the mainsail for
repair, clean the hull, grease the winches, bring
the autopilot for repair, paint the anchor, fix
the dinghy). Moreover, we had a lot of crew
change. Maylis and Perrine few back to France
after a stay of one month with us. Pascal also
flew with Maylis to France for a 2 weeks long
stay. Thierry wanted to attend a wedding in
France for a few days. Afterwards, his sister
Isabelle joined us for 2 weeks.
Arrecife is the biggest town in Lanzarotte. We
stayed one night in the marina of Porto Naos,
which provides very little service: water from
10am to 2pm only, no showers, no bathroom. Since
the marina of Porto Naos is not a bargain, we
went to the harbor of Arrecife, quarter of a mile
away. It does not provide any facility but it is
free. We picked up a mooring and stayed there
happily. Within a few days, the harbor was
crowded with sailboats (up to 15) french mainly.
Lanzarotte has the chance to bear the works of
its native artist: Cesar Manrique. Many
round-about on the roads of Lanzarotte are
decorated with wind-powered, 2 storey high
spining scultures. The museum of contemporary
art, which is located in an old fort was
remodelled by Manrique. Among all his works, the
one I preferrred is without doubts the mansion
that he built for himself right outside Arrecife.
This mansion is built on 5 natural holes (air
bubble in the lava). Each hole holds one room. A
garden and a swimming pool are located on the
lower level. Well, words can´t recreate the
sensation to be found in this house: calm,
beauty, organisation, perfection, nature and
light. Just go there!
Patrick

Pascal holding our first catch. Blue marlin or
not? The crew still disagree
Town
of Funchal, Island of Madeira, August 19th 2000
to August 22th:
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Funchal was our first stop in a big town. So
we were a little bit afraid to dwelve into this
universe of cars, stress and busy people. We
found our first Mac Donald for month and enjoyed
eating a few hamburgers and fries. The marina in
Funchal is very small given the size of the town.
We were lucky to find a spot right away for our
boat. Boats are attached just like in Faial, one
along the other in a row reaching 2 to 4 vessels.
The bad thing is that people come accross your
boat and you have come across others´boats. The
good thing is that there is always a lot of nice
peolple to meet. We met a crew of frenchmen
cruising for Brazil on a racing boat. That was
enough in common with us to invite them for an
afternoon of sailing on SCAMP. We also invited a
group of brazilian artists (photograph, scultor,
painter), who were showing their work in an
exhibition at the Carlton Hotel of Funchal.
Patrick
Port
of Machico, Island of Madeira, August 17th 2000
to August 19th:
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We anchored in Machico for 3 nights. Entering
the harbor was easy even though one must be
careful to clear the rocks located south of the
TV tower. As usual we tested our anchorage by
pulling our engine backwards. Usually nothing
resists to the 52 HP of our Westerbeke, even when
the grounds are known to be good for anchoring.
This time in Machico, the anchorage started to
slip at 1500 rpm. This is not good , so we
decided to play it safe and took a buoy nearby.
The center of the village of Machico has a lot of
style. At any time of the day, people from all
ages are loafing under the platanes of the 2 main
plazas. Right on the beach, there is a shipyard
that builds wooden fishing boats. A big fire was
started when we passed by, probably to perform
the curving of the wooden planks.
Patrick

Typical view of Madeira

Fruits and vegetables in the market of Funchal

Mountains in Madeira

Mountains in Madeira
Island
of Porto Santo, Archipelago of Madeira, August
15th 2000 to August 17th :
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Porto Santos is situated on the leeward shore
of the island, which bears the same name. Once we
rounded the northern head of he island, we got
protected from NE tradewind blowing at 20 knots.
That was our luck since the engine did not start
for the entry into the harbor. We managed to
enter into the harbor by sail only. Pascal and
myself went snorkling right around the harbour.
The scenery underwater was made of rocks, sand
and beautiful arches. We caught several fish,
enough for a dinner for 6.
Patrick
Cais
do Pico, Island of Pico, Archipelago of the
Azores, August 2nd 2000:
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Cais de Pico is a little harbor on the
northern shore of Pico. This place is famous
because it used to have a very modern whale
factory. The ban on fishing whale was applied in
the Azores in 1985. Therefore, the plant was
closed. We visited the plant which is now open as
a museum: gigantic steel machinery were installed
one next to the other: grinders, furnace, ....
All sorts of big equipment imported from Chicago,
Illinois. We listened to the guide explaining how
painful the application of the ban on whale
fishing was. Inhabitants of he Azores who had
been fishing whales for generations in a
traditionnal manner often at the risk of their
own life were now unemployed. The guide did not
forget to mention several countries, which still
violate the ban: Norway, Japan, Russia. Whale
fishing is a subject that you may not be able to
raise with some inhabitants of the Azores: too
painful. After fishing in the harbor itself, we
caught kilos of fish and had a good sea-food
dinner!
Patrick
Island
of Pico, Archipelago of the Azores, end of July
2000:
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The island of Pico is dominated by a Volcano:
Pico (peak). It culminates at 2300m. Not so much
the altitude but the shape is remarkable. The top
of Pico is very steep and you finish climbing
with the help of your hands. At the top, some
fumes and steam are coming out of the rocks.
When we arrived in the Azores, we could see
Faial. And the top of Pico 40 miles away. Most of
Pico was covered with clouds, just the top was
emerging from times to times above the big white
cumulus. A real heart-warming scenery after 14
days at sea.
town of Santa Maria:
The town of Santa Madalena is situated at sea
level on the island of Pico 15 minutes away from
Horta by ferry. On the 15th of August, Santa
Madalena celebrates Santa Maria with a lot of
honors. We arrived by ferry around 11 pm and
Santa Madalena was packed with people. People
from the other islands came to celebrate. The
harbor, the main place, the church: everywhere
people were dancing, eating. Portuguese choirs
and local singers all dressed in black were
performing on a stage mounted in front of the
harbor. A few days later, I came back to
Madalena. Everything appeared so tiny. A town?
not really, rather a big village. Everything that
appeared earlier big and grandiose was now of a
regular size. Probably the effect of so many
people being so packed at the same place.
Patrick

During a walk on the island of Sao Jorge

Same day, a few hours later, you can see the
mountain of Pico in the background

Pascal and Patrick, after the first catch in
Vellas, island of Sao Jorge
Atlantic
crossing: New-York USA to Horta, Island of Faial,
Archipelago of the Azores, Portugal. July 4th
2000 to July 18 th. Duration: 13 days 23 hours.
About 2100 miles. Average speed 6.2 knots.
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We left the US Merchant Marine Academy on
Tuesday July 4th: Independence Day. We were ready
to cast off by noon but there was no wind. This
is pretty usual for a summer day in the Long
Island Sound. The first thermal breeze came later
in the afternoon and we left the dock at 5 pm. We
headed East toward Montauk Point.
As we expected, we encountered very calm seas and
thermal winds in the sound between the Long
Island shore and the cost of Connecticut. On
Wednesday morning, we were in sight of Plum
Island. The tidal current increased in the the
little strait between Plum Island and Long
Island. Luckily we had the current with us: up to
5 knots.
18 hours after our departure from the USMMA, we
passed Montauk point. Water temperature dropped
as we left the sound. Only after a few days
sailing an easterly route, we encountered warmer
water in the 70´s as we entered the Gulf Stream.
Once we passed Montauk Point we encountered about
2 cargos a day. Most of them were headed either
North or South probably inbound or outbound from
Buzzard Bay and the Nantucket canal. Good thing
they passed within VHF range so that we could ask
them for the weather forecast!
Our attempt to catch fish were pretty
disapponting. For 14 days we trawled a line
equipped with a Rappalla (fake fish): nothing but
weeds for 2 weeks. Lack of weight on the line or
too much speed? We'll have to learn how to fish.
After a few days of sailing, we discovered that
one of the axle of our gooseneck was parting. We
had to take the mainsail down and Nicolas
jerryrigged the axle within 30 minutes. This
repair proved to be reliable as it went through 3
days of relative bad weather.
As we were going downwind at good speed, we
crossed Red Star, which was headed to Newport RI.
Red star was going close-hauled in the opposite
direction at 6 knots or more with at least 2
reefs in the mainsail. The crossing happened
within 10 minutes from the moment I noticed her
mast until she was by our side. Only a few
hundred meters separated the 2 boats, about a
quarter of a mile. What a coincidence to cross
another sailing boat in the middle of the
Atlantic, hundreds of miles away from land. It is
difficult to realize as you (the reader) are
cosily sitting home in front of your computer,
but crossing another sailing boat always give a
very warming feeling. I was thinking to myself:
¨Hey, there´s another crazy guy out there!¨ We
had a short exchange with Red Star over the VHF.
Red Star missed the departure of the solo race
Plymouth- Newport. Well, that was another
reminder that close attention must be paid to
watch-keeping. A short 10 minutes doze and you
may very well collide with another vessel!
Patrick

Thierry's painting in the on the pier of Horta
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