In spite of the crazy, dense fog in the marina, Marta and her family were still happy to go out for their day sail to Porto.
We could barely see the banks of the river as we entered past the breakwaters, passing lots of small fishing boats.
The first of Porto’s famous six bridges was barely visible overhead at 230 feet above us.
But as we moved further up river, thankfully the clouds began to disperse.
I don’t think the kids had seen the city from the water before.
What a spectacular afternoon on our first charter in Portugal!