Great Rozzer in Fozer

Ahoy,



well here we are the Ol' Girl and me in Figueira Da Foz, I arrived at night and whilst there is a lot of room to manoeuvre, with the extension of the Sea defenses and the Town shinning brightly behind, my chartlets didn't make all the sense they normally do.

This was not a problem, visibility was high and the channel was quiet.

I entered the Marina and saw what seemed to be someone of importance standing on the fuel Berth, it turned out to be the Port Police.



After going over my papers, all was well, alas no fuel was available. This however was better and worse, I did need some fuel I also managed to stay on the dry fuel berth for free for the night, many thanks to the Manager there.



The following morning after a quiet and early night ~I awoke to thick fog, thankfully it cleared before eleven in the morning so I was ready to pick up fuel in the fishing port and be on my way.

Now for the tricky part, or so I thought; the jetty wall in the fishing port is high, very high, at that time of the morning around twelve feet high, attaching my ropes was going to be improbable at best. Minute's before I set off, three Police-men came up to the Ol' Girl and me and said they would escort me though the fishing Port and sort my rope's out for me, this they did and more. A great service to me and a credit to Foz.