Hugging La Costa Del Sol

For two grueling hours we cruised along the Costa del Sol, eyes straining and ears perked. 

Our quarry, the evening's fish restaurant in the next bay with the legendary garlic shrimp, beckoned from out of sight of La Herradura and beyond the headland. The Can Opener, however, refused to turn on the engine to speed things up. 

And so the dreary slog continued. 

At last! My keen eyes picked it out 'midst the gloaming, a mere dot on the coastline among so many...

Note: It's behind the rock...

We gybed and headed in to the last berth we will make before the mighty passage across to the Algerian Basin. Land beneath my paws never felt so good. 

And the garlic shrimp were spanking.

--Captain Cat 

(transcribed by the Can Opener)