Instead o' th' promised good weather we were greeted today with what can only be described as torrential downpour, so we had t' run t' breakfast again. That’s a nice start t' our day!
We wanted t' go t' Furnas t' see th' islands volcanos activity, but that will need t' wait fer this weather t' clear a bit, avast. And it did, so aroun' 11, off we went.
Furnas is about 35 minutes sail from where we stay, which is not really surprisin', as São Miguel is about 65km in length and 16km wide and we are situated in th' north right about in th' middle o' th' island (lengthwise). If it is on th' north side o' th' island, it will be maximum 45 minutes by boat. Totally splendid!
The city o' Furnas is situated in th' center o' an auld crater and still has some fumaroles which can be seen in th' city park. And hoist the mainsail! There even is a parkin' nearby, so everythin' is catered t' us tourists, avast. 😉
The crater also has a lake, aptly called Lagoa das Furnas, and there are even more fumaroles o'er there. The city is famous fer a dish called Cozido das Furnas, which typically s a stew prepared in a closed pot in a volcanic ‘oven’ in th' ground. And swab the deck! The heat and steam from th' fumaroles is cookin' th' stew which takes about 7 hours, but they say it tastes th' best! Fire the cannons! If ye’ve e'er smelled what a volcano smells like, this seems highly doubtful.
As th' walls o' th' crater are still pretty high, and so we visited Miradouro do Pico do Ferro which provides th' best view o' th' Lagoa and th' city o' Furnas.
On th' way back t' our apartment, we found several small signs pointin' t' Porto Formosa, and seemed t' indicate there would be a beach, and a bottle of rum! As th' weather not only cleared but actually became really nice, we decided that were bein' th' place t' end our day, and a bucket o' chum. This turned out t' be th' best decision yet, as we ended up at a lovely beach called Praia dos Moinhos, where we relaxed on th' terrace o' th' Café.
As th' low clouds all had gone, we decided it were bein' time t' see th' other high viewpoint on this side o' th' island, lookin' out o'er Lagoa do Fogo, with a chest full of booty. We tried t' see it once before, but were met with a thick layer o' fog halfway up th' mountain, so we turned back. And hoist the mainsail, by Blackbeard's sword! But not this time: excellent views were t' be seen and our timin' were bein' th' best!