You’ll watch Madeira’s coastline glow at sunset from a private boat with just your group—sparkling wine in hand and snacks nearby. Listen as your local skipper shares stories about Cabo Girão and Camara de Lobos while dolphins sometimes swim alongside. It’s peaceful out there—a rare kind of quiet you’ll remember long after you’re back on land.
The tour typically lasts for an evening sail during sunset hours along Madeira’s coastline from Funchal.
Yes, a bottle of sparkling wine and light snacks are included on board.
There’s a chance to spot dolphins, whales, turtles, or fish while sailing—but sightings aren’t guaranteed.
The description mentions pickup is included for guests booking this private sunset cruise from Funchal.
The Scorpio III is a Jeanneau Sun Odyssey 36i sailing boat with three cabins and onboard restroom facilities.
The tour isn’t recommended for infants or travelers prone to seasickness; infants must sit on an adult’s lap if attending.
Yes, there is a bathroom available for convenience during your cruise.
No, it is not recommended for disabled travelers due to physical requirements onboard.
Your evening includes a private sailing trip along Madeira’s coast from Funchal past Cabo Girão and Camara de Lobos, with sparkling wine served alongside light snacks and bottled water. There’s an onboard restroom for comfort throughout your cruise before returning to port after sunset.
The first thing I remember is the light—how it hit the water just as we left Funchal harbor, all gold and blue stripes. Our skipper, João, handed us glasses of fizz (not too sweet, thankfully) while the engine settled into its hum. There was this salty tang in the air that clung to my skin. I kept watching for dolphins—I guess everyone does—but honestly, I was just as happy watching the coastline slide by. The cliffs at Cabo Girão looked almost painted in that late sun. João told us how fishermen used to spot their boats from up there, squinting into the glare. He made it sound like something out of a family story.
I tried to say “Camara de Lobos” properly and got it wrong—João laughed but in that gentle way locals do when they’re used to visitors mangling their language. We drifted near the village and you could see tiny fishing boats bobbing close to shore, all bright colors against the dark rocks. Someone handed around snacks—little things, nothing fancy—and I found myself more relaxed than I’d been all week. Maybe it was the sea air or maybe just being away from crowds for once.
There was this moment when everyone went quiet—no one said “wow” or anything, but you could feel it: just us, some gulls overhead, and that huge sky bleeding orange over Madeira’s edge. It felt private in a way you don’t get often on holiday. The boat rocked gently; my friend nearly spilled her drink but caught it last second and we all cracked up. Even now, if I close my eyes I can hear that soft slap of waves against the hull.

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