Normally, a long coastline like Portugal’s would be an invitation for a series of leisurely hops from bay to bay. But with very bad weather forecasted to strike the northern part of the Iberian peninsula, the prudent option was to head south in one long jump. Thirty-six non-stop hours later, Oso rounded the corner into the Lisbon estuary.

Oso safely tied up at Marina Oeiras waiting to ride out the storm
When the storm rolled through northern Spain and Portugal the waves outside the marina were large enough to wash over the top of the breakwater and onto the dock where Oso was tied up. Luckily they didn’t get any bigger…

And just like that, we had moved from autumn back into what felt like summer. The estuary of Lisbon’s Tagus River extends from the city about 15 miles (20 kn) to the suburb of Cascais, and nearly all of that coastline is beautiful, sandy beach. And in turn, nearly all of that beautiful, sandy beach is taken up by families lounging in the sun, kids playing in the sand, and surfers carving the well-groomed waves formed by the northwest swell in the Atlantic rounding the corner at Cascais.

Angie getting some whale love
We were delighted to find a yummy Mexican restaurant in Cascais

The only thing this stretch of coastline is missing is a good anchorage, so Oso parked in Oeiras Marina about halfway between Cascais and Lisbon. Beachfront walking paths extend in either direction, both towards the surf breaks.

The Lisbon bridge looks almost exactly like the San Francisco Golden Gate Bridge. If we didn’t know we were in Portugal we’d think we were back in SF
Angie braved the hordes of tourists to try the iconic pastel de nata, a Portuguese egg custard tart pastry, from Pasteis de Belem

What we expected to be a stop for a few days extended into a few weeks, as we joined the locals in soaking up the sun.

Another gorgeous day at the beach