Here are a few photo's from when we crossed the Atlantic a few weeks ago. Actually it's just photo's from the Azores, which is a stopover that ever boat going eastbound across the Atlantic has done since the days of Columbus.
Before I got here, I thought it would be similar to the desert stricken Canary Islands (which is a similar stop for westbound boats). However it is more confused than that. Being a few hundred miles north means it still does have some influence from the Gulf Stream and as a result has a landscape that wouldn't look out of place in Ireland. Except for the massive volcanoes and Portuguese looking people.
Ears: Bastille
Every dock in Horta is covered with each boats own sign. This is a tradition going back 100 years or so.
Surf Check
Horta
Our map of the island.
The old man did the trip across with us, cam in handy when looking for big foot.
The crater of the volcano on the island (well what it is meant to look like).
Our view of the crater, thank you weather.
Caught in peak hour traffic
Pico
Another view of Horta
Us with the usual suspects (actually made for a good night out!), Lady B, Zaca a Te Moana, Visione, Hanuman, Varsovie, P2 and many other familiar boats all made it there within a day of each other.
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