Cascais

Sunday night the winds started to calm, and we risked a dinghy trip over to Carl on Selsea, a French boat also heading south. We had met Carl and his wife Melanie back in Leixoes, and it was great to see him again to catch up over a cocktail.

Cascais

The winds calmed down even more on Monday for us to have one last day ashore before heading south again. The original plan was to head back to Belem, but that plan got scrapped when we discovered that the monastery was closed to visits on Mondays. Instead we decided to poke around Cascais some more and headed for the waterfront on the other side of the marina.

‘Graffitti’

The walk to Boca do Inferno (Hell’s Mouth) let us linger through neighborhoods of beautiful old homes. Sadly, the closer you got to the water the tighter the security became and soon we were surrounded simply by gates and walls with no views of the homes.

Cascais

The water thundering into Boca do Inferno was pretty impressive, and the walk along the water was wonderful. Our walk also took us past magnificent, old summer homes that were now museums as well as through beautiful parks. We were rather glad that we hadn’t rushed back to the big city and instead spent more time in Cascais.

More ’graffitti’