<?xml version='1.0' encoding='UTF-8'?><?xml-stylesheet href="http://www.blogger.com/styles/atom.css" type="text/css"?><feed xmlns='http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom' xmlns:openSearch='http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearchrss/1.0/' xmlns:georss='http://www.georss.org/georss' xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4929257150957558517</id><updated>2012-02-16T19:16:00.355-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Clavadel 2009</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://clavadel2009.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4929257150957558517/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://clavadel2009.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Moura</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01413825293174660358</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JxjiXauKmQY/ShwwJl5_D4I/AAAAAAAAAYM/ge7xm6df37k/S220/P1020011.JPG'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>15</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4929257150957558517.post-4781757184553696017</id><published>2009-08-23T02:43:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-23T04:21:10.967-07:00</updated><title type='text'>The last post</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;In the end, the balance was for 55 samples from Portimão, adding up to 92 in total for this year. It was a marginal increase realtively to last year, but it has a sour taste of disappointament. Not that we didn't do all we could, but the exact opposite. Fieldseason 2009 finishes with the grimm feeling that we did all that we possibly could, but that it was still not enough. Now it's back to the lab to try and turn those little pieces of skin and blubber into science! As for now, I'll leave you here with some pictures of this year fieldseason.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 238); -webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "&gt;&lt;img src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JxjiXauKmQY/SpEbmwGodUI/AAAAAAAAAfo/yNw8jvEbjXY/s320/DSC06337.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5373106182991410498" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 214px; " /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="text-decoration: none;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JxjiXauKmQY/SpEk_BykuoI/AAAAAAAAAhY/jDpMg8xIFbc/s1600-h/DSC09868.JPG"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#0000EE;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="text-decoration: underline;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JxjiXauKmQY/SpEbnQJyaBI/AAAAAAAAAfw/_AvGrTD-UFo/s320/DSC05538.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5373106191594579986" style="display: block; 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margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px; " /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JxjiXauKmQY/SpEbnQJyaBI/AAAAAAAAAfw/_AvGrTD-UFo/s1600-h/DSC05538.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 238); -webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "&gt;&lt;img src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JxjiXauKmQY/SpEk_BykuoI/AAAAAAAAAhY/jDpMg8xIFbc/s320/DSC09868.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5373116495660628610" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 214px; " /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;"Blue, green, grey, white, or black; smooth, ruffled, or mountainous; the ocean is not silent. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;But more wonderful than the lore of old men and the lore of books is the secret lore of the ocean."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4929257150957558517-4781757184553696017?l=clavadel2009.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://clavadel2009.blogspot.com/feeds/4781757184553696017/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://clavadel2009.blogspot.com/2009/08/last-post.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4929257150957558517/posts/default/4781757184553696017'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4929257150957558517/posts/default/4781757184553696017'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://clavadel2009.blogspot.com/2009/08/last-post.html' title='The last post'/><author><name>Moura</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01413825293174660358</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JxjiXauKmQY/ShwwJl5_D4I/AAAAAAAAAYM/ge7xm6df37k/S220/P1020011.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JxjiXauKmQY/SpEbmwGodUI/AAAAAAAAAfo/yNw8jvEbjXY/s72-c/DSC06337.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4929257150957558517.post-5819689391588907103</id><published>2009-08-22T13:47:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-22T14:46:44.047-07:00</updated><title type='text'>"That's it!!!"</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;After the last successful day in Portimão, we already had more samples from there than from the rest of the coast. The forecast was good, which meant we could relax a bit now. That meant we could stay in port to do a few stuff that got consistently left behind, such as doing the laundry. It was also the day to change the crew. That day, Eva, Diana and Joana left, giving way to Diana's sister, Cláudia, her friend Marília, and Mariana, a friend of Margarida. Given that the day before we had reached a round number in samples, I decided to offer a pint of Guinness to. It was one of the very few opportunities we had to truly relax.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 238); -webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "&gt;&lt;img src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JxjiXauKmQY/SpBc4_lNAcI/AAAAAAAAAe4/VazQAA60YpU/s320/IMG_5429.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5372896489662906818" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px; " /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;T&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;his picture is going to show up in facebook anyway, so I might as well put it here first!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;The next day was off to the sea again though, and we had the same weather as before. Absolutely no wind, flat sea, great visibility, and dolphins... loads of them. It was like that until the end! It was so easy that we could afford the luxury of choosing which ones we wanted to sample. It was only made difficult by the extreme heat. It was so hot that I was dripping sweat just by standing on the side of the boat aiming. It was near to unbearable! Still samples were increasing, we were cataloguing the animals we saw carefully, and it finnally looked like a proper research fieldwork. It almost made me forget how difficult it had been for the rest of the season. One day, Daniel and his girlfriend Tania came to spend the day with us (Daniel is the only other Portuguese in the biology department in Durham), and at some point everyone went for a swim to be able to cope with the heat. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 238); -webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "&gt;&lt;img src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JxjiXauKmQY/SpBiS9Vo3AI/AAAAAAAAAfI/D5qyEQlgnEI/s320/DSC00359.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5372902433295490050" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 214px; " /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;Cláudia Canas&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:13px;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style=" font-style: normal; color: rgb(0, 0, 238); -webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; font-size:16px;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JxjiXauKmQY/SpBiTfaM8wI/AAAAAAAAAfQ/umElZECpGVo/s320/DSC00437.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5372902442441437954" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 214px; " /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;Mariana&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:13px;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style=" font-style: normal; color: rgb(0, 0, 238); -webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; font-size:16px;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JxjiXauKmQY/SpBiT2UP4SI/AAAAAAAAAfY/ePN_Nh4EnmE/s320/DSC00553.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5372902448590479650" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 214px; " /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;Dolphins...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:13px;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style=" font-style: normal; color: rgb(0, 0, 238); -webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; font-size:16px;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JxjiXauKmQY/SpBiSS-Sr4I/AAAAAAAAAfA/OHhsMjDURSg/s320/IMG_5541.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5372902421923278722" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px; " /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;Lots of dolphins!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=" font-style: normal; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;On that day I got an unexpected gift from Diana and Eva. It had a special taste as that would be one of the last days of fieldwork, and we finished it by making a small tribute to one of the &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.dailymotion.com/video/x1dkp2_mon-maitre-bernard-moitessier_dating"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;greatest sailors that ever crossed the oceans&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 238); -webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "&gt;&lt;img src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JxjiXauKmQY/SpBlMTIdCfI/AAAAAAAAAfg/86gakOTySuM/s320/DSC00731.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5372905617421568498" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 214px; " /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: -webkit-sans-serif; line-height: 19px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;"I am a citizen of the most beautiful nation on earth. A nation whose laws are harsh yet simple, a nation that never cheats, which is immense and without borders, where life is lived in the present. In this limitless nation, this nation of wind, light, and peace, there is no other ruler besides the sea."&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="font-family:-webkit-sans-serif;font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 13px; line-height: 19px;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Until finnally, the wind came. It was just me Margarida and my father, and we found dolphins really close to Portimão. We took 3 samples, but then they decided to join the Audi Medcup Regatta, and we had to back off. Also the wind quickly picked up, and it was obvious &lt;i&gt;Nortada &lt;/i&gt;was here once again, at least for a couple of days. As we were coming back to port, we still found another group,but with the strong winds it was the all too familiar "too difficult". Thus, fieldseason 2009 finished as it started, with no hype, no celebrations, just the constant effort of getting as many samples as possible, despite the difficult conditions. As we moored in Portimão the GPS that was turned on for the entire project marked 6776 miles.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4929257150957558517-5819689391588907103?l=clavadel2009.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://clavadel2009.blogspot.com/feeds/5819689391588907103/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://clavadel2009.blogspot.com/2009/08/thats-it.html#comment-form' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4929257150957558517/posts/default/5819689391588907103'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4929257150957558517/posts/default/5819689391588907103'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://clavadel2009.blogspot.com/2009/08/thats-it.html' title='&quot;That&apos;s it!!!&quot;'/><author><name>Moura</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01413825293174660358</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JxjiXauKmQY/ShwwJl5_D4I/AAAAAAAAAYM/ge7xm6df37k/S220/P1020011.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JxjiXauKmQY/SpBc4_lNAcI/AAAAAAAAAe4/VazQAA60YpU/s72-c/IMG_5429.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4929257150957558517.post-7262466323639353415</id><published>2009-08-17T10:01:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-17T10:49:03.099-07:00</updated><title type='text'>The final stretch!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JxjiXauKmQY/SomV99f9mFI/AAAAAAAAAew/MO8oTlYFxLU/s1600-h/DSC09991.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Sagres was looking good, but we shouldn't keep our hopes high. Joana Fernandes joined us to complete the crew. Joana is a biology student at University of Porto, and contacted me last year. Unfortunately, I had no space then, and so we arranged for her to have a space this year. We did get more samples from Sagres, but only at the end of one good day. Dolphins were either not cooperative, or the wind was just too strong where we were trying to sample. The forecast was also grimm, as Nortada would be settling in strong. One highlight though was a day when we saw a mother-calf pair of porpoises, and were able to get close enough to take some nice pictures.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 238); -webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "&gt;&lt;img src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JxjiXauKmQY/SomTL--fBrI/AAAAAAAAAeA/PtMQhxzGpCs/s400/DSC09373.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5370985864708949682" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 268px; " /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt; Joana Fernande&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;s&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:13px;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style=" font-style: normal; color: rgb(0, 0, 238); -webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; font-size:16px;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JxjiXauKmQY/SomTLe4rmFI/AAAAAAAAAd4/UdjgowQIv0g/s400/DSC08953.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5370985856094672978" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 268px; " /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Porpoises off Sagres&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Also, after a few days in Sagres, we were running low on fuel, water and supplies. One day we went out but found the wind was just to strong to work, and it was obvious our time in Sagres was over. As such, around 1200 we put sail up and raced torwards Portimão. However, and just like before, we arrived at Portimão with absolutely no wind. I'm always amazed at how different the weather patterns change in just 20 miles off the coast of Algarve!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#0000EE;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 238); -webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "&gt;&lt;img src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JxjiXauKmQY/SomTMLub44I/AAAAAAAAAeI/Eea6t5AY0to/s400/DSC09542.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5370985868131296130" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 268px; height: 400px; " /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#0000EE;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#0000EE;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "&gt;&lt;img src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JxjiXauKmQY/SomV8jxh7vI/AAAAAAAAAeY/Pu7hj0k3kdw/s400/DSC09532.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5370988898243702514" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 268px; " /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 238); -webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "&gt;&lt;img src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JxjiXauKmQY/SomTM5Wb2wI/AAAAAAAAAeQ/hoGPaLJnpYQ/s400/DSC09549.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5370985880378661634" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 268px; " /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;The next day we had what was probably the most amazing day of this fieldseason. We found dolphins off Portimão soon after leaving. The weather was brilliant, and we spent the entire day in the company of dolphins. We were able to collect all the kind of information we wanted, and also collected a very good number of samples. We also witnessed a large variety behaviours in what almos looked like a class in dolphin social behavior. The heat was also almost unbearable, and the crew collected water from the sea to try and cool off several times! It was also the day in which the on board camera reached, and passed, the 2 million pictures mark!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JxjiXauKmQY/SomV9AROtvI/AAAAAAAAAeg/UfI3opzAqcQ/s1600-h/DSC09599.JPG"&gt;&lt;img src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JxjiXauKmQY/SomV9AROtvI/AAAAAAAAAeg/UfI3opzAqcQ/s400/DSC09599.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5370988905892853490" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 268px; " /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 238); -webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "&gt;&lt;img src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JxjiXauKmQY/SomV9YtXCLI/AAAAAAAAAeo/nUjEP_4hlHU/s400/DSC09712.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5370988912453290162" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 268px; " /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JxjiXauKmQY/SomV99f9mFI/AAAAAAAAAew/MO8oTlYFxLU/s1600-h/DSC09991.JPG"&gt;&lt;img src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JxjiXauKmQY/SomV99f9mFI/AAAAAAAAAew/MO8oTlYFxLU/s400/DSC09991.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5370988922329208914" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 268px; height: 400px; " /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;With the extreme heat, and the long hours of work, exhaustion quickly sets in&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;This leaves in our last stretch of fieldseason. Coming back to Portimão after being around the whole coast makes it feel like we are coming back home. The forecast is good, and it looks like we will have a quite end of fieldseason. After 6600 miles, it is a welcome change in routine!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4929257150957558517-7262466323639353415?l=clavadel2009.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://clavadel2009.blogspot.com/feeds/7262466323639353415/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://clavadel2009.blogspot.com/2009/08/final-stretch.html#comment-form' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4929257150957558517/posts/default/7262466323639353415'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4929257150957558517/posts/default/7262466323639353415'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://clavadel2009.blogspot.com/2009/08/final-stretch.html' title='The final stretch!'/><author><name>Moura</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01413825293174660358</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JxjiXauKmQY/ShwwJl5_D4I/AAAAAAAAAYM/ge7xm6df37k/S220/P1020011.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JxjiXauKmQY/SomTL--fBrI/AAAAAAAAAeA/PtMQhxzGpCs/s72-c/DSC09373.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4929257150957558517.post-4602621309596979252</id><published>2009-08-17T08:12:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-17T09:57:27.219-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Shutling between Sagres and Portimão</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;When the North wind reaches the shores of Portugal, after several thousand miles unimpeded by land, it faces several miles of cliffs being forced over them... or around! That's what happens in the southwesternmost tip of Europe, where the land does a sudden complete 90º turn, forcing the north wind to suddenlly compress around cape St. Vincent. That's why Sagres is usually so windy, and a winsurfing haven.  What most people don't know, is that just 5 miles off Mareta bay (between cape St. vincent and Ponta de Sagres) it's always worse! Unfortunately, that's also where dolphins hang around. We did try to sample, and did get some samples here and there, but it was just too hard. Laura and Heather left shortly after arriving to Sagres, and were replaced by Mário and Pedro Silva, a masters student and CIBIO, doing genetic research on iberian wolves.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 238); -webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "&gt;&lt;img src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JxjiXauKmQY/SomDVpPe5tI/AAAAAAAAAcY/jYA-bjdow70/s320/IMG_5400.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5370968438487312082" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 214px; " /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;Pedro indicating the direction where dolphins are going&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Unfortunatelly, the forecast was for even stronger winds for the next week, only calming down after that. At the same time, we could see that just 20 miles to the East, in Portimão, the weather was quite fair. The decision was easy, we had to move to Portimão otherwise we would only stay in port hearing the wind wisthling in the mast.  As such, one day, after trying to get some samples and seeing it was hopeless, we set sail and headed to Portimão. We arriving with absolutely no wind! It was looking good for some successfull sampling in Portimão. However, we had still another chalenge in Portimão. This is the area of the Portuguese mainland where the most dolphin-watching companies operate. Unfortunately they have a strategy of, once a group of dolphins is found, they communicate their position to each other, and never leave the group until another boat is there... this all day long. So the first day in Portimão, me Mário and Pedro had a nice dolphin-watching-watching, as we waited in vain to get a breach to do anything. It happened at lunch time, but then dolphins were too sick of boats to care about us, so we did the reasonable and left. We did find another group, but it was late, and the conditions were already harder. We did get some samples though, and we weren't that pressured to be worried. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 238); -webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "&gt;&lt;img src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JxjiXauKmQY/SomDWMNmoNI/AAAAAAAAAcg/zG2lILQg4ms/s320/IMG_5420.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5370968447874670802" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 214px; " /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;One of the many dolphin-watching boats we saw that day&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 238); -webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "&gt;&lt;img src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JxjiXauKmQY/SomDWiksc2I/AAAAAAAAAco/y9gXPZoVZg4/s320/IMG_5442.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5370968453877101410" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 214px; " /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;Shearwaters, a common companion of dolphins&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;The next day though, we had it brilliant. We moved somewhere far from the salphin-watching boats, and got enough samples to reach 30.We were delighted. It seemed that the weather and the dolphins were finnally cooperating, and we could have some nice working days. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 238); -webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "&gt;&lt;img src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JxjiXauKmQY/SomDXTEDTuI/AAAAAAAAAc4/USaRC4P72Ao/s320/IMG_5491.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5370968466893524706" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 214px; " /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;Photo credit: Mário Mota&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Pedro and Mário eventually left, and were replaced by Margarida, Eva and Diana (these girls just can't stay away from this boat!). The forecast for the next week was for no wind, and it started looking as a good chance to do Sagres. As such, one morning we left at dawn and moved to Sagres. Our idea was to get early to Sagres and still try and sample something. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 238); -webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "&gt;&lt;img src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JxjiXauKmQY/SomII4KqBFI/AAAAAAAAAdA/hdDBt6hD6IM/s320/DSC08670.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5370973716713440338" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 214px; " /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Our plan went better than expected. We found a group but it was just racing through the ocean and paid us no attention. After several hours seeing nothing but wind and waves, I spot a group at the distance. It was far, but worse the try. However, getting clos seemed near to impossible, and everyone else in the boat thought I was seeing things. Just as I was about to give up, the change behaviour and I notice whey were getting closer and closer. Some of them were even discretely approaching the boat, studying if it was worth a visit. Eventually they thought it was and got closer. Little by little, our samples increased. We circled around the same area following the dolphins until we reached the 30 samples. We were all quite pleased, and the outlook was now much better for these two southern locations. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 238); -webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "&gt;&lt;img src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JxjiXauKmQY/SomIJWbSVDI/AAAAAAAAAdI/Z5g8E_lby2o/s320/DSC08847.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5370973724836254770" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 214px; " /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#0000EE;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 238); -webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "&gt;&lt;img src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JxjiXauKmQY/SomLpfR5FbI/AAAAAAAAAdw/p6G3GlKb9Ug/s400/blog.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5370977575503467954" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 89px; " /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;The crew relaxes after a successful day!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 13px;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;However Sagres should never be underestimated, and as we would see, it was not going to be that easy. It seemed we took one of the few opportunities we would have to complete Sagres.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4929257150957558517-4602621309596979252?l=clavadel2009.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://clavadel2009.blogspot.com/feeds/4602621309596979252/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://clavadel2009.blogspot.com/2009/08/shutling-between-sagres-and-portimao.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4929257150957558517/posts/default/4602621309596979252'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4929257150957558517/posts/default/4602621309596979252'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://clavadel2009.blogspot.com/2009/08/shutling-between-sagres-and-portimao.html' title='Shutling between Sagres and Portimão'/><author><name>Moura</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01413825293174660358</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JxjiXauKmQY/ShwwJl5_D4I/AAAAAAAAAYM/ge7xm6df37k/S220/P1020011.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JxjiXauKmQY/SomDVpPe5tI/AAAAAAAAAcY/jYA-bjdow70/s72-c/IMG_5400.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4929257150957558517.post-4309156010133741322</id><published>2009-08-02T10:42:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-02T11:11:26.538-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Fast pace in Sines</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;We had no time to loose in Sines. There was still Sagres and Portimão to do, time was running short, and the weather we could now be quite sure it wouldn't cooperate. It was also Tom's first day out. Ironically, we saw dolphins just outside Sines port entrance. When when I say this, I mean 50 m out of the entrance!!! I couldn't believe it. However, and as I have learned so many times in this project, having dolphins and sampling them is a different matter. They were extremely fast and it was obivous they had somewhere to be urgently. This together with increasing wind, made it really dificult. Eventually it became to strong to continue, and we headed back to port. This weather pattern would follow us all the way to Sagres. Fair weather in the morning, with the wind increasing so much during the afternoon, that it was impossible to continue. We still got two samples. Next day I took Neftalí to Pessegueiro Island and he stayed there the whole morning sampling reptiles. And then, again, the wind picked up and it was back in port for us.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 238); -webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "&gt;&lt;img src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JxjiXauKmQY/SnXUi4SQI8I/AAAAAAAAAcA/K8LNDPZzrYM/s400/DSC07950.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5365428226771395522" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 268px; " /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;Tom wearing his sofisticated system developed during the trip to avoid scalp sunburn!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Next day Laura and Heather arrived. Laura did her PhD in the same lab as I'm doing mine, and then proceeded to work as a pos-doc there. Heather is working as a techincian in the lab as well, in the same project as Tom, woth genetics of deep-sea fish. They came in the best time! In one day we saw a nice group of Bottlenose. Unfortunately, the rifle decided to stop working again! I was furious. Even more so that, when we arrived in port and I prepared to disassemble the rifle (yet again) it was fine! I have no idea what went wrong! Luckily, the next day we found a nice group of commons and got 8 samples, and we passed the 30 for Sines before the wind picked up. It was a brilliant day! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 238); -webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "&gt;&lt;img src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JxjiXauKmQY/SnXV-aY_KLI/AAAAAAAAAcQ/d2Wa9ck4xio/s320/DSC07659.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5365429799294544050" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 214px; " /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 238); -webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JxjiXauKmQY/SnXV9_1C_PI/AAAAAAAAAcI/C3oMDoeqBL8/s320/DSC07953.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5365429792164478194" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 214px; " /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;The next day Tom left and the rest of us went to Sagres. We had a quite day motorsailing, until we crossed the cape S.Vincent. There the wind picked up consistently until it reached 35 knots. Has we approached our destination with the wind wistling in the mast and the waves splashing over the bow straight in our faces, I turned to Heather and Laura and said: "Welcome to Sagres"!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4929257150957558517-4309156010133741322?l=clavadel2009.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://clavadel2009.blogspot.com/feeds/4309156010133741322/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://clavadel2009.blogspot.com/2009/08/fast-pace-in-sines.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4929257150957558517/posts/default/4309156010133741322'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4929257150957558517/posts/default/4309156010133741322'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://clavadel2009.blogspot.com/2009/08/fast-pace-in-sines.html' title='Fast pace in Sines'/><author><name>Moura</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01413825293174660358</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JxjiXauKmQY/ShwwJl5_D4I/AAAAAAAAAYM/ge7xm6df37k/S220/P1020011.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JxjiXauKmQY/SnXUi4SQI8I/AAAAAAAAAcA/K8LNDPZzrYM/s72-c/DSC07950.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4929257150957558517.post-8861632309998667325</id><published>2009-08-02T09:44:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-02T10:41:36.615-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Lightning visit to Peniche.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Our last days in Figueira were very frustrating. After everyone left, me and Karis and two difficult days. Bad weather stoped us from doing much on one of them, and on the second I realized the rifle problem wasn't still quite sorted. I was told the manufacturer that the problem lied in on of the seals, and they sent some spares. Unfortunately, these didn't seem to be working that much. In addition to that, I got seasick. It was the first time this year it happened, and in relatively calm conditions. This meant I had to take some time to recover from it before I could try and fix the rifle. I eventually did, but the dolphins were gone. In the end, no samples was the out come. The next day, Pedro Neves came on board with his girlfriend, Cátia, and Neftalí joined us later on. Margarida also came for a few days, but stayed in Port more than out in the sea and saw few dolphins. I our last attempt at getting more samples from Figueira, we saw some &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Harbour_Porpoise"&gt;porpoises&lt;/a&gt; but no dolphins. It was unfortunate, as the weather was perfect for sampling.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 238); -webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "&gt;&lt;img src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JxjiXauKmQY/SnXO5x4RdrI/AAAAAAAAAbw/odY6AZQK4Nw/s320/DSC07344.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5365422023119042226" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 214px; " /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;Porpoises off Figueira. Yes, that's how close we were able to get!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 238); -webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "&gt;&lt;img src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JxjiXauKmQY/SnXPTnXxsxI/AAAAAAAAAb4/oY1rVTRdqTs/s400/crew.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5365422466974987026" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 51px; " /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;The last crew of Figueira all wearing a funny hat. Margarida's idea (who else?!)!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Karis and Margarida left, and the rest of us went down to Peniche, but not before staying in port with very rough weather and pouring rain. I started wondering if it was really summer we were in and not winter. This meant that when we went down to Peniche the sea was still a bit rough, and seasickness was the norm on board. Fortunately not me!!! Pedro and Cátia left the same day. So the plan for Peniche was simple. Given we alreadyhad 30 samples from there, me and Neftali would go out the same day and get what we could, Zé would join is in that same day, and then it was down to Sines taking advantage of the &lt;i&gt;Nortada&lt;/i&gt; that was forecast. It all went according to plan, excpet the fact that we couldn't sample any dolphins in Peniche. We did see them, but uncooperative behaviour and a dodgy rifle set the pace. Yeta nother disapointment. The sailing however, was brilliant. Down to Oeiras we had a brilliant sailing day. We hoisted sail outside of Peniche, and dropped them in front of Oeiras. Everything went smoothly. To Sines it was only motoring until Espichel, but after that the wind picked up and off we go. Spinnaker up, course set to Sines, and at 1800 we were mooring in Sines. Tom arrived that day, and we all went for the famous Sines lasagna. We all agreed that it keeps its reputation for yet another year!!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4929257150957558517-8861632309998667325?l=clavadel2009.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://clavadel2009.blogspot.com/feeds/8861632309998667325/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://clavadel2009.blogspot.com/2009/08/lightning-visit-to-peniche.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4929257150957558517/posts/default/8861632309998667325'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4929257150957558517/posts/default/8861632309998667325'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://clavadel2009.blogspot.com/2009/08/lightning-visit-to-peniche.html' title='Lightning visit to Peniche.'/><author><name>Moura</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01413825293174660358</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JxjiXauKmQY/ShwwJl5_D4I/AAAAAAAAAYM/ge7xm6df37k/S220/P1020011.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JxjiXauKmQY/SnXO5x4RdrI/AAAAAAAAAbw/odY6AZQK4Nw/s72-c/DSC07344.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4929257150957558517.post-2736870976384331834</id><published>2009-07-18T07:13:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-18T12:01:32.978-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Figueira and the North wind</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Nortada &lt;/i&gt;had come to stay, and although me and Mário did get out, we had little hope of getting anything.  We were forced to stay in port longer than we would have hoped. One day, the same couple that had changed impressions about the sailing conditions early on, gave me a book about the Golde Globe race, the first round the world race, and the first time someone sailed around the world single-handed, nonstop (the book is called "A Voyage for Madmen") and I read it in two afternoons that we were forced to stay in port! We did find dolphins, but the difficult weather conditions and a leaking rifle meant no samples. I contacted the manufacter of the rifle, and was told the problem lied in one of the seals. They were sending some, but until then I tried to make a few from some pieces of rubber I had available. At some point I thought I fixed it, only to find out I hadn't in front of a pod of dolphins. It was frustrating, but at least the dolphins were where we expected them to be. Not so bad. Mário left, and was replaced by Eva and Cristina, two biology students whe heard about the project from Margarida. They arrived just in time for the good weather.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 238); -webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "&gt;&lt;img src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JxjiXauKmQY/SmHglGcqHMI/AAAAAAAAAa4/Ybw5cWUya0k/s320/DSC07115.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5359811959538195650" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 214px; " /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt; &lt;i&gt;Eva&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 238); -webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "&gt;&lt;img src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JxjiXauKmQY/SmHgksFIOCI/AAAAAAAAAaw/UkyrJjP2inQ/s320/DSC06370.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5359811952460183586" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 214px; " /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Cristina&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;On the first day we did see some dolphins, but they never allowed us to approach. This was typical behaviour of dolphins in Figueira, and I was expecting it. The next day though, we found a nice group. However, using the pole is far more difficult than using the rifle, and we got only 2 samples. It was clear that stocking up on gas canisters was the way to go! Cristina was replaced by Diana (another student from Aveiro), and Karis and Ben joined us again this year. After two days with no dolphins, and one forced to stay in port due to the big waves (we faced two that were well in their 5 meters!) we finnally had a great day. We got 10 samples, and again reached the magic 30. The pressure was off as for now. Unfortunately, &lt;i&gt;Nortada &lt;/i&gt;came back and we were forced to stop. Yesterday, the wind inside the marina reached 30 knots, meaning outside it was building up to gale force!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 238); -webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "&gt;&lt;img src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JxjiXauKmQY/SmHksaAdA0I/AAAAAAAAAbA/FrLGlIr4M28/s320/DSC07167.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5359816483094201154" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 214px; height: 320px; " /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Diana&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 238); -webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "&gt;&lt;img src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JxjiXauKmQY/SmHks6oAFsI/AAAAAAAAAbI/0sZumoegL7k/s320/DSC07120.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5359816491850012354" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 214px; height: 320px; " /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Karis&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 238); -webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "&gt;&lt;img src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JxjiXauKmQY/SmHktJI3UpI/AAAAAAAAAbQ/INCtGE4nDAQ/s320/DSC07121.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5359816495745946258" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 214px; height: 320px; " /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Ben&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 238); -webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "&gt;&lt;img src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JxjiXauKmQY/SmHktTTEHoI/AAAAAAAAAbY/MVpirJ2h1RU/s320/DSC07228.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5359816498473082498" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 214px; " /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Dolphins&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Eva and Diana eventually left (they were reluctant to do so, but I explained they needed to get a life of their own!) and so did Ben. We are staying here for a few more days after which we move to Peniche. We won't stay there for long, and will then move to Sines, the last difficult location. After that is Sagres and Portimão, where we expect much easier conditions, both weatherwise and dolphinwise. Let's hope this remains true!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4929257150957558517-2736870976384331834?l=clavadel2009.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://clavadel2009.blogspot.com/feeds/2736870976384331834/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://clavadel2009.blogspot.com/2009/07/figueira-and-north-wind.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4929257150957558517/posts/default/2736870976384331834'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4929257150957558517/posts/default/2736870976384331834'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://clavadel2009.blogspot.com/2009/07/figueira-and-north-wind.html' title='Figueira and the North wind'/><author><name>Moura</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01413825293174660358</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JxjiXauKmQY/ShwwJl5_D4I/AAAAAAAAAYM/ge7xm6df37k/S220/P1020011.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JxjiXauKmQY/SmHglGcqHMI/AAAAAAAAAa4/Ybw5cWUya0k/s72-c/DSC07115.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4929257150957558517.post-7488115974955321450</id><published>2009-07-18T06:36:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-18T12:05:13.862-07:00</updated><title type='text'>"Mário, the rifle is leaking!"</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Next day, after the front passed, came the associated stronger winds, but the sea was comfortable and we were motivated. Unfortunately, the whole day went by and we didn't see any dolphins, until the right end of the day when we were already coming back. They aproached and started bowriding. However, a large cargo ship was coming our way and we had to change course. This proved fatal to our efforts. Not the changing of course, but the fact that a large cargo ship doing over 10 knots it's a much better ride than Clavadel. We found the dolphins again bowriding the cargo ship, and jumping several meters high in the air. After 5 minutes, they were already too far away. Our dolphins were gone, and Mário turned to me and said "You can curse loudly now!". In my mind I already was!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 238); -webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "&gt;&lt;img src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JxjiXauKmQY/SmHXpHV8rVI/AAAAAAAAAag/QPhZw-f8wnY/s320/DSC06348.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5359802132893314386" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 214px; " /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Fortunately, later on we found another group (or maybe the same decided to come back). We got to our battle positions, and I aim. When I get my chance I shoot, but no air came from the rifle. The gas canister was empty I thought. I changed to a new one and get another shot but miss. At the second opportunity, the same thing happened, and no air comes out. "What the hell?!" I heard Mário saying. I was puzzled too, it was a new canister. I change for yet another and when I finally get a shot I figured what was hapenning. "Mário, the rifle is leaking! Our day is over!". I still tried to get some samples on a one shot one canister basis, but by this time, the dolphins had changed their behaviour and were constantly avoiding the boat, so we just head back. On the way I disassembled the rifle and realized the problem was in the piece that controls the intake of air (quite predictably!). It was either the piece itself or the rubber seals that were wearing off, but I couldn't know exactly what it was. Until I did I would be forced to return to the pole, or stock up gas canisters!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 238); -webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "&gt;&lt;img src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JxjiXauKmQY/SmHXpsX_4DI/AAAAAAAAAao/Arv8SCZGUbw/s320/DSC06354.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5359802142834024498" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 214px; " /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Nortada &lt;/i&gt;settled in the next day, and it was pointless for us to try and stay. We sailed the next day with strong winds and waves over 3 meters, and I finally tried Clavadel new saling abilities in a real crossing. We were obviously pleased. The boat was incredibly stable, and the waves were hardly noticeable. We averaged over 7 knots the entire day, taking 9 hours to do a crossing that would usually take well over 10. There was a sailing boat visible just above the horizon when we left Porto, and we arrived at Figueira 10 minutes behind her. Once in Figueira, a british couple who moored  by Clavadel turned to me and said "What a great sail today hey?!". I couldn't agree more!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4929257150957558517-7488115974955321450?l=clavadel2009.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://clavadel2009.blogspot.com/feeds/7488115974955321450/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://clavadel2009.blogspot.com/2009/07/mario-rifle-is-leaking.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4929257150957558517/posts/default/7488115974955321450'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4929257150957558517/posts/default/7488115974955321450'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://clavadel2009.blogspot.com/2009/07/mario-rifle-is-leaking.html' title='&quot;Mário, the rifle is leaking!&quot;'/><author><name>Moura</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01413825293174660358</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JxjiXauKmQY/ShwwJl5_D4I/AAAAAAAAAYM/ge7xm6df37k/S220/P1020011.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JxjiXauKmQY/SmHXpHV8rVI/AAAAAAAAAag/QPhZw-f8wnY/s72-c/DSC06348.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4929257150957558517.post-7545477834564758041</id><published>2009-07-18T06:06:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-18T06:36:22.151-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Reaching the magic 30.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Mário finally arrived soon after Mikolaj and 1st Mate left. He soon realized it would be only the both of us for around 10 days. We had a tough week ahead of us. Unfortunately, things didn't get much better. The weather did gave us some nice days, but we saw no dolphins. Time was running short, and we still had the rest of the coast to do. Soon, &lt;i&gt;Nortada&lt;/i&gt; would be settling in strong, and we would take use it to sail down to Figueira. One Friday I decided to take one last chance. This would be it. If we didn't see dolphins we would be moving South with the &lt;i&gt;Nortada&lt;/i&gt;. It would prove a tough but successfull day. On board with us was Gisela, whom we'd met in a port wine shop and got interested enough to come for one day. We started by seeing a dead floating minke whale, but dolphins were again hard to come by.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 238); -webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "&gt;&lt;img src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JxjiXauKmQY/SmHOHKHF-FI/AAAAAAAAAaY/PClewK3pHgU/s320/DSC06307.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5359791653916112978" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 214px; " /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt; At around lunch time, the menacing sight of a cold front coming our way could be seen in the distance to the West. Soon it was on top of us dropping all it's rain. It rained for over 45 minutes, and I was cursing my luck (or lack of it)!!! After it stopped, another patch of rain was coming right in front of us, and I decided to turn back to avoid it. It proved a wise decision! 10 minutes later a group of dolphins on the portside bow. I woke everybody up, and Gisela (who had never seen dolphins) couldn't believe it. We were back in business. It was a small group, and it was quite shy, but we eventually got a few samples. 5 to be exact. This meant we had reached the magical number 30 for Porto. Our perseverence paid up in the end!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 238); -webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "&gt;&lt;img src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JxjiXauKmQY/SmHOGipYIFI/AAAAAAAAAaI/aUVISoPnP8M/s320/DSC06317.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5359791643322490962" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 214px; " /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;We came back to port late, but in a good mood, making jokes and goofing around. By the looks of it, I figured &lt;i&gt;Nortada &lt;/i&gt;would be settling a bit later than expected, and we might still have a couple of extra days to try and find more dolphins, who should stay in the area for a while longer as well. We would be staying a while longer after all.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 238); -webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "&gt;&lt;img src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JxjiXauKmQY/SmHOG8NIviI/AAAAAAAAAaQ/OAMr3PQx5CU/s320/DSC06336.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5359791650183364130" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 214px; " /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Me and Mário scared with an oncoming rogue wave!&lt;br /&gt;Seriously, it was 1.5 m, almost as tall as Gisela!!!&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4929257150957558517-7545477834564758041?l=clavadel2009.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://clavadel2009.blogspot.com/feeds/7545477834564758041/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://clavadel2009.blogspot.com/2009/07/reaching-magic-30.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4929257150957558517/posts/default/7545477834564758041'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4929257150957558517/posts/default/7545477834564758041'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://clavadel2009.blogspot.com/2009/07/reaching-magic-30.html' title='Reaching the magic 30.'/><author><name>Moura</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01413825293174660358</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JxjiXauKmQY/ShwwJl5_D4I/AAAAAAAAAYM/ge7xm6df37k/S220/P1020011.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JxjiXauKmQY/SmHOHKHF-FI/AAAAAAAAAaY/PClewK3pHgU/s72-c/DSC06307.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4929257150957558517.post-8642802226501654820</id><published>2009-07-01T06:18:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-01T06:35:02.361-07:00</updated><title type='text'>First samples.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Some of you have complained about how long it took me to update the blog. Well, let's just say this past days haven't been easy! As you can see by the pictures on the alst post, the weather was not exactly pleasant in Porto, and it stayed like that for a while. We did go out, but mostly only to realize we couldn't do any work on those conditions. A few days after we arrived in Porto, Beata left and was replaced by 1st Mate. With a heavyweigth crew we could go out and sample in worst weather, but the dolphins were nowhere to be found. We eventually saw a small group, but the difficult conditions meant we got only 1 sample. Things weren't looking very good. Until finally...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JxjiXauKmQY/SktlOSh1Y0I/AAAAAAAAAZ4/i3xOtYL9uxo/s1600-h/DSC06085.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JxjiXauKmQY/SktlOSh1Y0I/AAAAAAAAAZ4/i3xOtYL9uxo/s320/DSC06085.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5353483878226289474" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-size:85%;" &gt;Photo credit: Mikolaj Golachowski&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JxjiXauKmQY/SktlO0kDkMI/AAAAAAAAAaA/1TwZqzl4I-w/s1600-h/DSC06089.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JxjiXauKmQY/SktlO0kDkMI/AAAAAAAAAaA/1TwZqzl4I-w/s320/DSC06089.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5353483887362412738" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-size:85%;" &gt;Photo credit: Mikolaj Golachowski&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;We found a very big group of dolphins, and followed them almost until sunset. We got 9 samples, asn for at least one day we were excited about the outcome. We arrived at Porto during the night, which was quite busy trying to get everything ready for the next day. However, the excitemente was short lived, as the weather was definitely not favourable. The wind was creating small and short waves, the kind that make life on board very uncomfortable. We found dolphins, but getting a sample was extremely hard. We still managed to get one though!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We did had days of good weather, but dolphins failed to show up. In fact, we saw nothing until the day 1st Mate left, were we did see a small group at the end of the day, but it just aproached the boat, circled it once, and left. In the end, we did get as many samples as last year, but this concerns only one good day of sampling. As for now, we are staying here for a bit longer, but as soon as the weather is favourable, we will sail South to Figueira. Mário will be coming back to serve as crew, and we hope to get a few sample more from Porto before the end of the week.If not, we hope Figueira will be better!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4929257150957558517-8642802226501654820?l=clavadel2009.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://clavadel2009.blogspot.com/feeds/8642802226501654820/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://clavadel2009.blogspot.com/2009/07/first-samples.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4929257150957558517/posts/default/8642802226501654820'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4929257150957558517/posts/default/8642802226501654820'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://clavadel2009.blogspot.com/2009/07/first-samples.html' title='First samples.'/><author><name>Moura</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01413825293174660358</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JxjiXauKmQY/ShwwJl5_D4I/AAAAAAAAAYM/ge7xm6df37k/S220/P1020011.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JxjiXauKmQY/SktlOSh1Y0I/AAAAAAAAAZ4/i3xOtYL9uxo/s72-c/DSC06085.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4929257150957558517.post-8330584152711286295</id><published>2009-07-01T06:12:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-01T06:17:40.772-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Porto... finally!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JxjiXauKmQY/SkthjPXPjFI/AAAAAAAAAZw/dIOf9z5MXk0/s1600-h/DSC05499.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JxjiXauKmQY/SkthjPXPjFI/AAAAAAAAAZw/dIOf9z5MXk0/s320/DSC05499.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5353479840107301970" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4929257150957558517-8330584152711286295?l=clavadel2009.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://clavadel2009.blogspot.com/feeds/8330584152711286295/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://clavadel2009.blogspot.com/2009/07/porto-finally.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4929257150957558517/posts/default/8330584152711286295'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4929257150957558517/posts/default/8330584152711286295'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://clavadel2009.blogspot.com/2009/07/porto-finally.html' title='Porto... finally!!!'/><author><name>Moura</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01413825293174660358</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JxjiXauKmQY/ShwwJl5_D4I/AAAAAAAAAYM/ge7xm6df37k/S220/P1020011.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JxjiXauKmQY/SkthjPXPjFI/AAAAAAAAAZw/dIOf9z5MXk0/s72-c/DSC05499.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4929257150957558517.post-9036801627423300430</id><published>2009-06-08T08:25:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-08T12:49:21.910-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Sailing North</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;A few days after trying out Clavadel, the first crew members arrived. Mikolaj Golachowski and Beata Kolakowska are a Polish couple who contacted me early on with an interest to participate. While Beata is a psychologist who had very little experience with boats, Mikolaj is a biologist who has worked the past 7 years in Antarctica. The day after  they arrived, we started our trip North. We started with a short stretch from Portimão to Sagres to allow us to get used to the sailing routine. The wind was very weak, but as we have seen earlier, Clavadel is sailing like a dream, and we were able to do around 4 knots until we reached Mareta bay. Unfortunately, due to the southwest waves, this bay was very uncomfortable, and we moved back to Sagres, were conditions were much better.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;The next day started early and we had a miserable weather. In the beginning of the crossing, there was still some wind, but it soon dropped and we had to go on engine. The visibility was crap, meaning that cape St. Vincent looked like this:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 238); -webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "&gt;&lt;img src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JxjiXauKmQY/Si0w_QA-t6I/AAAAAAAAAYs/gCym2XVxMaw/s320/IMGP1085.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5344982195947616162" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 214px; " /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;Photo Credit: Mikolaj Golachowski&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The weather did get better with time, but the wind was hard to come by. We also saw the first common dolphins of the season that followed us for almost one hour. This definitely lightened us up and made us forget about the somewhat boring crossing we were having. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 238); -webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "&gt;&lt;img src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JxjiXauKmQY/Si0ylp7fYjI/AAAAAAAAAY0/I2BilKlWzPU/s320/IMGP1407.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5344983955250569778" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 214px; " /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=" font-style: italic; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;Photo Credit: Mikolaj Golachowski&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:10px;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;After arriving in Sines we refueled, went for showers and registered with the local police, following the old saying that everyone has to report to someone, even the skipper of Clavadel!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 238); -webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "&gt;&lt;img src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JxjiXauKmQY/Si01RtqnC4I/AAAAAAAAAZU/j5MEhNCarUc/s320/IMGP1584.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5344986911191010178" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 214px; " /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=" font-style: italic; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;Photo Credit: Mikolaj Golachowski&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:10px;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The stretch up toLisbon was no better. There was some wind, and we had sails up, but the engine had to be on the whole time. Luckily, this is a shorter stretch and had to bear with it for a shorter time.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#0000EE;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 238); -webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "&gt;&lt;img src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JxjiXauKmQY/Si01QjxFr-I/AAAAAAAAAY8/htzl_95um9I/s320/DSC05467.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5344986891353960418" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 214px; height: 320px; " /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;Crossing the bay of Setúbal&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:10px;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 238); -webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "&gt;&lt;img src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JxjiXauKmQY/Si01Q25JGXI/AAAAAAAAAZE/NQ11AidJyP0/s320/DSC05476.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5344986896488012146" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 214px; " /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;Crossing Cape Espichel&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:10px;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#0000EE;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "&gt;&lt;img src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JxjiXauKmQY/Si01RSq5QFI/AAAAAAAAAZM/SPl5a65XXi0/s320/IMGP1611.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5344986903944446034" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 214px; " /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);  font-style: italic; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;Arriving at Lisbon. Photo Credit: Mikolaj Golachowski&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:10px;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#0000EE;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:x-small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);  font-style: italic; "&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;The&lt;/span&gt; story up to Peniche was the same, with the difference that we got some heavy showers on the way. At this point, Mikolaj just kept reminding me of a sentence I wrote to him in an earlier e-mail: "Portugal is a very hot and sunny country."!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 238); -webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "&gt;&lt;img src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JxjiXauKmQY/Si1p-BwQB-I/AAAAAAAAAZc/_nPdo0VlsSc/s320/DSC05487.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5345044847102265314" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 214px; " /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;Crossing cape Roca with menacing clouds above&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 10px;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Next day we set sail out of Peniche to find the waves bigger and the wind stronger than forecasted. With this, I feared the weather might be getting worse, and that we would effectively be unable to enter the next Port (Figueira). In fact, in the present conditions (waves and wind from the West), Figueira is one of the first ports in the country to close. As such, I decided to head back and continue the following day. In fact, in these conditions, we would be unable to sample anyway, so it made little difference. The next day though, we had a perfect sailing day. Although we had to start on engine, soon the wind picked up and we were soon sailing amidst the waves at a comfortable speed of 7 knots. Once we reached Figueira, we realized that my fears of the previous days were warranted. Even in calmer conditions, the entrance had waves over 2 meters breaking along the way.Fortunately, Clavadel is a fine seaworthy boat, and together with the fine helmsman skills of your beloved skipper, the entrance wasn't that dramatic!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;We only need to get to Porto to finish our journey North and start sampling. Margarida Ventura, who also came last year, will soon join us for a few days but it is still unclear exactly where. As I write this, the entrance to the Figueira port is effectively closed, and we cannot leave, even if we wanted to. The forecast is for the weather to improve tomorrow, but it is unclear exactly when the entrance will open. I went and check how it was for myself, and believe me, it was vicious! This weather pattern is very unusual in Portugal for this time of the year, but it is still better to sail up than the famous Nortada, so we need to take this chance to go up. As soon as we do, I will update.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4929257150957558517-9036801627423300430?l=clavadel2009.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://clavadel2009.blogspot.com/feeds/9036801627423300430/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://clavadel2009.blogspot.com/2009/06/sailing-north.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4929257150957558517/posts/default/9036801627423300430'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4929257150957558517/posts/default/9036801627423300430'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://clavadel2009.blogspot.com/2009/06/sailing-north.html' title='Sailing North'/><author><name>Moura</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01413825293174660358</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JxjiXauKmQY/ShwwJl5_D4I/AAAAAAAAAYM/ge7xm6df37k/S220/P1020011.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JxjiXauKmQY/Si0w_QA-t6I/AAAAAAAAAYs/gCym2XVxMaw/s72-c/IMGP1085.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4929257150957558517.post-6686682461274823073</id><published>2009-05-26T13:42:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-28T13:29:04.681-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Sailing the new rig</title><content type='html'>&lt;object width="500" height="300"&gt;&lt;param name="allowfullscreen" value="true" /&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always" /&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://vimeo.com/moogaloop.swf?clip_id=4871446&amp;amp;server=vimeo.com&amp;amp;show_title=1&amp;amp;show_byline=1&amp;amp;show_portrait=0&amp;amp;color=&amp;amp;fullscreen=1" /&gt;&lt;embed src="http://vimeo.com/moogaloop.swf?clip_id=4871446&amp;amp;server=vimeo.com&amp;amp;show_title=1&amp;amp;show_byline=1&amp;amp;show_portrait=0&amp;amp;color=&amp;amp;fullscreen=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowfullscreen="true" allowscriptaccess="always" width="600" height="320"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4929257150957558517-6686682461274823073?l=clavadel2009.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://clavadel2009.blogspot.com/feeds/6686682461274823073/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://clavadel2009.blogspot.com/2009/05/sailing-new-rig.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4929257150957558517/posts/default/6686682461274823073'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4929257150957558517/posts/default/6686682461274823073'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://clavadel2009.blogspot.com/2009/05/sailing-new-rig.html' title='Sailing the new rig'/><author><name>Moura</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01413825293174660358</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JxjiXauKmQY/ShwwJl5_D4I/AAAAAAAAAYM/ge7xm6df37k/S220/P1020011.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4929257150957558517.post-2143801856436902619</id><published>2009-05-26T09:58:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-26T10:39:48.307-07:00</updated><title type='text'>First preparations- part II</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Sunday was the day to try the new rigging with light winds. Monday was the day to try the strong ones. The forecast was straightforward: starting at lunch time,the North wind would pick up and grow stronger during the afternoon. Obviously, I had to be there to check if it was true! And it was true indeed!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;The wind was constantly around 22 knots, reaching 25 at times. It wasn't gale force, but it was already quite strong to give the rigging a rougher treatment, and see if the performance would live up to the expectations created on Sunday. Well, it did! Speed was faster, but that was not the only improvement to be noted. A very important one concern &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Weather_helm"&gt;weather helm&lt;/a&gt;. Weather helm is the tendency for a sailboat to turn into the wind when sailing against it at close angles. The helmsmen of Clavadel know this quite well, as when sailing upwind with full sail on, weather helm quickly became very significant with stronger winds, making it hard to secure the helm, and obviously, to gain speed. Not anymore! There is still some weather helm, which is a good thing, but nothing compared with before. Now, it is actually possible to sail upwind in strong winds using the autopilot without draining the battery!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;And speed was indeed fast. When sailing at a &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Broad_reach#Broad_Reach"&gt;broad reach&lt;/a&gt; Clavadel was easily doing over 7 knots, reaching to 8 knots at times. In practical terms, this means we were keeping up with all the other boats that were on the sea, even if they were bigger, and theoretically faster. There are happy days on the life of a dolphin researcher after all!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;I went out with my father and João Mendes, an old friend who has also helped in collecting samples in the past. Of course, while some people where hard at work...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JxjiXauKmQY/Shwlp1EIMzI/AAAAAAAAAX0/uh1UfcGp7Cc/s320/P1020033.JPG" style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5340184658703823666" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;... others were playing with a digital video camera!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 238); -webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "&gt;&lt;img src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JxjiXauKmQY/ShwnQAkmCcI/AAAAAAAAAX8/TnPy8UblACc/s320/P1020027.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5340186414139443650" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px; " /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Fair enough, they sometimes helped as well!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 238); -webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "&gt;&lt;img src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JxjiXauKmQY/ShwnQQXsv9I/AAAAAAAAAYE/sZ3v55a6bJY/s320/P1020024.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5340186418380324818" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px; " /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#0000EE;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;The video will soon follow...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4929257150957558517-2143801856436902619?l=clavadel2009.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://clavadel2009.blogspot.com/feeds/2143801856436902619/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://clavadel2009.blogspot.com/2009/05/first-preparations-part-ii.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4929257150957558517/posts/default/2143801856436902619'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4929257150957558517/posts/default/2143801856436902619'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://clavadel2009.blogspot.com/2009/05/first-preparations-part-ii.html' title='First preparations- part II'/><author><name>Moura</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01413825293174660358</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JxjiXauKmQY/ShwwJl5_D4I/AAAAAAAAAYM/ge7xm6df37k/S220/P1020011.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JxjiXauKmQY/Shwlp1EIMzI/AAAAAAAAAX0/uh1UfcGp7Cc/s72-c/P1020033.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4929257150957558517.post-67487037033340309</id><published>2009-05-24T14:45:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-24T15:54:06.700-07:00</updated><title type='text'>First preparations</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;After several months stuck inside the lab, it's once again time for Clavadel to set sail along the coast of Portugal in search of dolphins. This will be (sadly) the final year of fieldwork so we have to give all we got to make sure this will be a successfull fieldseason. The stakes are pretty high given our record of 89 samples last year, so there is no time (or energy) to waste.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;There are a number of important changes this year, the most relevant of all concerns Clavadel's registration. As many of you already know, Clavadel has been registered in the UK. In practical terms this means very little, but there is one important benefit which is that Clavadel's official navigation area is now the whole world. So, crewmembers beware, I might well decide to sail somewhere far away and force you to long periods of isolation in the deep blue ocean! The other, less relevant, detail is that the flag flewn at the stern will be British  and not Portuguese.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JxjiXauKmQY/ShnDDnNA81I/AAAAAAAAAXU/mH3udEMTNrY/s320/DSC05462.JPG" style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5339513300055028562" /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JxjiXauKmQY/ShnDhL7wuyI/AAAAAAAAAXc/gx9AilTvasA/s320/DSC05459.JPG" style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5339513808130980642" /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;There are also a number of goodies that Clavadel got fitted during the winter, such as a new &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Genoa_(sail)"&gt;genoa&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Halyard"&gt;halyard&lt;/a&gt; and a new &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Mainsail"&gt;mainsail&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Sheet_(sailing)"&gt;sheet&lt;/a&gt; or a new set of elastic straps to secure the mainsail, but one consists in a massive intervention: the &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Standing_rigging"&gt;standing rigging&lt;/a&gt; was completely replaced (only the &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Backstay"&gt;backstay&lt;/a&gt; remained) by a brand new one! Needless to say, I was dying to take Clavadel out for a sail. Yesterday I came down to Portimão from Lisbon and today I took advantage of the forecast north wind to give her a go. The result was surprising to say the least. At around 10 knots apparent coming from the bow, the wind was hardly exciting to give the new rigging a try and I feared I might not try anything at all. However, soon after hoisting both sails, Clavadel was easily doing over 5 knots. For those of you who know Clavadel a bit better, you will be aware that doing over 5 knots in 10 knots winds was outright impossible in the previous years. If I tell you that, after a while, the wind increased to around 15 knots, and that Clavadel reacted to this by reaching 7 knots, you will probably think I'm pulling your legs! Well... I am not! The book says that it is essential to keep the standing rigging well maintained and fine tuned to maximize your performance under sail, and I had a first hand confirmation of this. So I tell you, come and experience this for yourselves, and be prepared to witness Clavadel reach performance peaks you never thought possible! Clavadel is now a proper boat, and I won't allow anyone to say otherwise!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JxjiXauKmQY/ShnMNokOGkI/AAAAAAAAAXk/Bxg5LdmzFfY/s320/DSC05454.JPG" style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5339523367824136770" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JxjiXauKmQY/ShnNIpRvkAI/AAAAAAAAAXs/vlM3GPNUfP0/s320/DSC05452.JPG" style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 214px; height: 320px;" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5339524381627355138" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4929257150957558517-67487037033340309?l=clavadel2009.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://clavadel2009.blogspot.com/feeds/67487037033340309/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://clavadel2009.blogspot.com/2009/05/first-preparations.html#comment-form' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4929257150957558517/posts/default/67487037033340309'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4929257150957558517/posts/default/67487037033340309'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://clavadel2009.blogspot.com/2009/05/first-preparations.html' title='First preparations'/><author><name>Moura</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01413825293174660358</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JxjiXauKmQY/ShwwJl5_D4I/AAAAAAAAAYM/ge7xm6df37k/S220/P1020011.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JxjiXauKmQY/ShnDDnNA81I/AAAAAAAAAXU/mH3udEMTNrY/s72-c/DSC05462.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry></feed>
