|Downtown Santa Cruz|
There were then final preparations before sailing and, in the evening, the last meal ashore was, in a phrase I was to hear many more times over the years, “this little place that I know where …”. In Santa Cruz in November 1976, my recollection is that this was a shack not too far from the shore over some very rough ground to the south of the wharf. Squid and Fundador seemed like a good combination at the time. At sea the next morning, it proved to be anything but.
|Monumento a los Caídos (Monument to the Fallen of the Spanish Civil War), Plaza de España de Santa Cruz de Tenerife, as I photographed it in 1976, left, and, pedestrianized, in 2010. The blue sky does not change|
|Teide from part way up, and John Smithers at the peak|