The  landing beach at Cienfuegos marina. Club Recreativo and charter catamarans in background.​

    
          When I arrived at Cienfuegos, the Guarda Frontera who dinghied out to meet me came armed with a new paper to sign. It stated that I understood and would comply with the rules of the marina, i.e. show a light at anchor and agree to take my dinghy out of the water every night.