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