The ending was exciting.
We were doing 7 to 10 (!) knots on average. Then the wind died for some time and returned, but accompanied by rain and, no surprise here (!), squalls. What is more, they were coming straight at us. The sea was very “uncomfortable”, with these short and steep waves... I can easily imagine what goes on in here when the wind is stronger... The place itself is quite famous; it is here where storms produce gigantic waves, and some of them can be 3 times bigger than the rest!!! We reached the port at night, about 25 ships to come by. Distances counted in hundreds of meters did not surprise us, but frightened at times. Right before I entered the port I was passed by a yacht full of surfers – by the way, sailing around the world looking for a good surfing wave is not a bad idea, is it?
I entered the port at midnight and decided to moor my yacht at the first free spot available. I took care of the hawsers myself and run barefoot to look for a free place for the yacht which was coming in behind me. The port is the 19th biggest port in the world and the other yacht had steering problems and needed a clear approach to a quay. I grabbed their hawsers, we drank coffee and, finally, at dawn, I was able to go to sleep.
I am in South Africa. Dreams really come true!!!!!!!