We passed Europa Point with a fair wind, and at sunset we were sixty miles from the Rock, yet it was distinctly to be seen, like a blue cloud, but the outline perfectly correct.

I mention this, as perhaps my reader would not have believed that it was possible to see land at such a distance.
We steered for Cape de Gatte, and we were next day close in shore.

I was very much delighted with the Spanish coast, mountain upon mountain, hill upon hill, covered with vines nearly to their summits.

We might have gone on shore at some places, for at that time we were friendly with the Spaniards, but the captain was in too great a hurry to join the admiral.

We had very light winds, and a day or two afterwards we were off Valencia, nearly becalmed.