![]() ![]() I just hoped that the west wind would stay but of course it did not. Visibility was really poor from 3 meters to 6 meters. Water temperature at surface + 13 and in ten meters about +11. West wind also meant that the cold and dirty Atlantic water was coming down to Sagres. ![]() I saw beautiful fish and I started to understand senior Fuentes spanish.Īll the first week in Sagres was windy and we were not able to go to the west side of the Cabo St. Anyway the feeling after first day diving was great. I also saw a lot of beautiful Sargos, but they were of course as nervous as junkies. Mullets came from every were to check finnish smell. I found immediately super nice rocks at the 15 meters. Spanish guys were checking the coast and I was diving deeper. Cold Atlantic and warm Mediterrian, vikings against latinos, the situation could not be better! We were working all day in the zone. One day the competition was at Atlantic ocean and second day at the Mediterrian sea. Area for the European championships was excellent. So we were forced to stay at the east side of Cabo St. Vicente, which was in the middle of the competition area. West wind was huge and the waves were throwing a little zodiac. Anyway Santi Lopez jumped also to boat and three spearfishers headed to the competition zone. But I did not remember that he is from Almeria, Andalusia so his spanish is very difficult to understand. Joan Fuentes was fixing his boat and I went talk with him. Those guys know the sea like the locals pubs but they have never seen under the surface, that is shame. ![]() Old and always angry fishermen's were hanging there and looking foreigners like a foreigners. I eat breakfast with fresh Maria and then I headed finally to the harbor. But I have served finish navy so dogs were not as horrible as sergeants. But I knew, harder the sea better for me for the viking.Īt least ten dogs were waking me up, starting to bark exactly seven o’clock am. Shit, even in Finland the situation was better. Water was 13 celsius and visibility 5 meters. ![]() Spanish guys have already been in Sagres two days so they were telling me how was the conditions. Alberto has cached 7 kilogram sea bass and now it was on the table. all most captain hook!Īfter hugging Tomeu and the kids (Joseba Kerejeta, Pau Bardisa, Santi Lopez, Pedro Carbonell, Juan Fuentes and Alberto March) we went eat amazing dinner. He is the real captain and also real friend of mine. Under Tomeu Salas Spain has won four world championships and many other titles around the globe. Because of my knowledge of bad words in spanish I was able to make connection with Iberian machos. Then I called with the fresh face to captain of Spain senior Tomeu Salas. After paying 20 $ for the night I took the cold shower. Maria was renting her flat to the lonely gun men like me. I was too clean to able to communicate with the surfing communities so I went to visit the good lucking grandmother Maria. The wind was coming from the west so all the outlawed surfers were hitting the waves and smoking weed in this empty point of Europe. Old fisher men hanging in the streets with the rasta haired surfer boys and girls. In the morning i jumped to the buss and finally I was heading to the competition area, Sagres. I mean I slept with Australian techno youngsters and especially with their beats. I was in Portugal!įirst night i slept in the railway station motel at Faro. With out your own stuff spearfishers is like police with out snitches. But all the memories of teenage trips to Algarve disappired from my head when I saw all my dear spear fishing equipments arriving. Helsinki-Kopenhagen-Lissabon-Faro, three flights before landing to the swamp of Faro. European championships at Lagos, Portugal ![]()
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