May 1993 - Almerimar to Mahon - Page 3

21 May 1993 Cala Portinatx to San Antonio
It was a slightly less rolly night. The wind picked up from the NE early in the morning, so we decided to take advantage of the fair wind and head west. The first two hours were unpleasant because of the swell, but the last half of the sail was great. We went into the Yacht Club for the night. I rang Mark for update on the Feedback contract – looks like we might get over £60K now.

22 May 1993 San Antonio to San Antonio
We went to Port Torrent where Glenys and Ceris had gone for a holiday about 30 years ago. We tried to anchor, but the bottom was poor holding. We decided not to waste too much time looking for a better spot and went to Ilas Conejer for the nice beach. We got there and found that there is NO BEACH!

We decided to go across to Cala Salada. We had two attempts at anchoring with the CQR with no luck, so I dropped our old, bent Danforth anchor which held well. The trick in sand & weed appears to be to hit a sand patch and let the anchor drag to the edge of the weed. We went to the beach (yawn!) and then returned to San Antonio. It took 4 attempts to get the CQR to hold. All I seem to have done all day is drop and weigh the anchor!

Ceris ate half a bar of chocolate, offered a piece to Glenys who refused because it appeared to be mouldy. Ceris examined the last piece and found a small maggot - at least it wasn’t half a maggot!

23 May 1993 San Antonio to Cala Horts
We sailed the long way around Ilas Conejera. There is very spectacular scenery on this side of Ibiza with lots of off-lying islands. We went into Cala Vedella, but it was very crowded and seemed too much trouble to drop an anchor and pick up a buoy. We sailed on to Cala Horts and decided to stay the night. I caught 2 bream and then we went to the beach (yawn!) The bay is nice with good holding in sand on the sea bed. The two islands (Vedra and Vedranell) look very impressive.

24 May 1993 Cala Horts to Ibiza Town
We had a nice sail until we got to the channel between Ibiza and Espalmador when the west going current was nearly as much as our 3 knot boat speed – engine on! We returned to the Club Nautico Ibiza and were invited for drinks by Mike and Sue Harris on “Lady of Avalon” an Oyster 46. Ceris looked after the boys while Glenys and I went out for a Mexican meal, all alone – luxury!

25 May 1993 Ibiza Town
Hangover recovery and visited an aqua park in Ibiza. We went out for a meal on the dock front and got ripped off.

26 May 1993 Ibiza Town
Working on boat. I tried to see what is wrong with the autopilot. I realigned the steering wheel and the autopilot motor and cleaned the autopilot relay contacts. It all seems to work OK.

Ceris caught a taxi to the airport at six o’clock in the evening. She very kindly bought us a pilot book for North Africa.

27 May 1993 Ibiza Town to Playa de Palma Nova, Mallorca
We left Ibiza Town at half past four in the morning, motoring because there was practically no wind. The autopilot is still very “moody” - I went to bed at six o’clock and Glenys ended up steering for 2 hours! The wind picked up later allowing us to run with twin head sails for 3 hours before veering to give us a fantastic reach.

It was very difficult to locate Bahia De Palma when we approached because the north coast is very mountainous and the south very low. We ended up going too far north and then had a horrible downwind run (complete with banging sails.) We decided to motor for the last 10 miles and finally anchored in a large bay about 5 miles to the south of Palma.

28 May 1993 Playa de Palma Nova to Puerto de Palma
We motored into Puerto De Palma. The autopilot still being moody, but I got it to go in a straight line eventually. It seems like the course setting knob/pot is slipping. We went into the Club Nautico but they had no fuel, so we went to Marina De Portopi and filled up there.

We were going to anchor just off Paseo Martimo but, as we approached, we saw that a German boat that had been anchored had been moved. We went alongside Muelle De La Pedera, checked in with Guarda Fiscal and went bows to the quay (£6/night). There was no mooring line, so we dropped the Danforth off the back as we motored in – worked very well which was a relief.

I talked to Len on “Joleo” who said the drinking water is bad in all Mallorca – I hope the water in our tanks lasts until we get to Menorca. I stripped the autopilot control box and I think the problem was a loose allen screw holding the shaft of the synchronous transformer (direction knob).

29 May 1993 Puerto de Palma
Brett and I went up to the castle in the morning then we all went to look at the magnificent cathedral but unfortunately it was shut! We went to McDonald’s and ambled our way back. Brett and I went fishing, I caught a little one and Brett very expertly gutted it and chopped it up as bait!

30 May 1993 Puerto de Palma to Cala Barca
We motored across Bahia De Palma – autopilot seems to work OK (fingers crossed!) We had strange weather all the way - motoring, sailing, motoring, sailing… The wind went around 360° during the day. I actually had the mizzen staysail up twice – once on starboard and once on port tack!

We decided to look at Cala Barca as a night stop and it is beautiful. Totally deserted, sandy bottom, crystal clear water and caves at the edge. We all went for a swim and rowed the dinghy into a large cave. There was very little wind and a slight swell, so we were rolling at anchor. I put out the Danforth anchor from the stern to pull us in line with the swell which seemed to work well.

31 May 1993 Cala Barca to Mahon, Menorca
I got up at six o’clock this morning to beautiful blue skies. I just had to go for a swim straight away and, while in there, I put a tripping line on the Danforth. The wind was behind us so most of the load was on the Danforth and I wanted to pull it up first. Having fore and aft anchors seems to have minimised the rolling last night – but we still did some!

We set off for Menorca with the wind 30° off the nose hoping it doesn’t veer during the day. The wind dropped and, by eleven o’clock, we were only doing 3 knots so I put the engine on and we headed further north to get back on track.

I’ve still not managed to catch a fish by trailing a line - I’ve decided to stop using tuna feathers and went back to a yellow Eddystone Eel – I’m determined to catch something soon! We motored all the way into Mahon and picked up a buoy next to Neville and Margaret on “Bonnie Day”!