Days advance even if Ibiza is a place to breath for hangin’ out. We therefore need to move towards the other Balearic Islands, if we want to meet our travel schedule. This brings me to talk to you about the situation that we are currently experiencing. Prior to departure, we had not had time to apply for a visa extended in Europe. The consequence of our procrastination is that our stay is limited to 90 days. As we arrived at the Azores at the end of June, we must therefore theoretically have stored the boat for the end of September. According to nautical guides, it seemed like it was pretty easy for people navigating in the Balearic Islands for an extension of stay for the Spain. When we were in Ibiza, we have tried to obtain such an extension, but after visiting the local police, the Foreign Office and the national police, it would seem that in 2015, this policy no longer exists. After spending hours searching the regulation, it would seem that the control of overstaying in the euro area are rather random. It can have serious consequences, but it all depends on the mood of the customs in place.
We have therefore chosen to shorten our stay in Europe. Initially our return was scheduled for the end of October but for these reasons we will return to Quebec two weeks earlier.
So it is with these some administrative problems that pass our days. First, we left the beautiful Bay that we presented in our last article to get to Portinax northeast of Ibiza to wait for favorable weather to get to the next Island, Mallorca. It is a very pleasant harbour with lovely beaches, a few restaurants and two small grocery stores.
Our departure was done with 6-8 ‘ waves and wind up to 35 knots but these conditions gradually abated during crossing (of a duration of 8 hours). At our arrival, I intended to go directly to a marina in Palma, but Sdgsdgsd convinced me to spend a night at anchor. So I quickly watched the possibilities and Cala Portals seemed a good choice. The Bay was packed boat but by chance, it was late and some were preparing to raise the anchor to go back in marina. How lucky because it was one of our finest moorings of the trip!
The next day, the day was filled with the exploration of a temple which has been excavated to even the cliff. According to the legends of the place, it would seem that it would be the work of seamen in honour of the Virgin Mary. They would have taken in a snowstorm with no hope of escape. After the vows to pray and dedicate their lives to Mary, they would miraculously successful in this Bay. They therefore promise and dug this Chapel to even the roc. They were really fanatics and passionate because all the work is huge! (Me I would have made more modest, but hey…)
In the afternoon, it was towards La Palma for our first attempt to moor at the Mediterranean. This was rather nul as the manoeuvre and I can confirm that I hate this way me Moor at a wharf. I retain a great lesson however: the only way to get there with a crosswind, it is to let choir on another boat… Finally, there has not been a damage in the manoeuvre and coolness reigned on board. Thanks to our neighbour (catamaran in Patrick) for we have lent strong hand!
We will be a few days in Palma, last stop in marina before storing the boat. The city is beautiful and everything especially the Cathedral. See comments under the photos for our favorites.
Cala Portinax will be our last stop before leaving the North coast of Ibiza. You can see Asfar in the background. It is a small cala enjoyable, with a few small restaurants and grocery stores.
Even if the restaurants are nearby, nothing can compete with the view that one can have in the cockpit while enjoying our dinner. The arrival of Jesse-Clare encourages us to speak English, for the benefit of children.
How can you not appreciate these moments of serenity?
After a day of crossing (to switch from Ibiza to Mallorca), they throw the anchor in a small Bay called Cala Portals. Something draws our attention to the cliff: it was dug, but why? Explored the surroundings during a walk in the annex, but it resets the exploration the next day.
After the departure of the premises, it moves the boat at the bottom of the Bay, sandwiched between the strike and the other boat. It is a little limited for a 50′ 8′ of water and 30′ chain, but everything goes well.
The next day, we explore the surrounding area, why not take a few artistic photos!
Sdgsdgsd holds Jayana in his hand. Note the distance with the Bank: to the point closest to the RADIUS that makes the boat around the anchor, there are barely 20′ between the shore and the stern of boat (and 2′ under the rudders). The curious on the shore can practically jump into the boat!
Small installation before what was once the hotel lithurgique of this unusual Chapel.
We still feel the aura of mystery of the site. Lohan is frightened by theaters that go through the large opening at the bottom. It must be said that the whole is huge to be dug at the peak and the hammer.
MAEL is pleased to find small salt water swimming pools. It can then engage in the hunting of all marine animals who are prisoners.
Rather quaint as Bay. As in our dreams to travel by sailboat in Europe!
Well, I noticed a few places to attach ropes to the ground, but I didn’t think it was that a boat come to land its cargo of tourists! As Jayana was in the middle of its mooring area, he had to move a little further. It was a little too close to my taste, so moved further afield to find our privacy.
After a meal at a Vietnamese restaurant, I convinced Sdgsdgsd to spend on some streets of the old town of Palma. It gave us a glimpse of this beautiful city.
Gnarled tree in the vicinity of the Cathedral.
Second round of carriage of the trip for the crew. Children begin to love walking to the sound of hooves on the pavement.
Mosaic building who taught what was important to women: couture, teaching, cooking and caring for the children. They should provide training on the art of bridging men!
Lohan starts to become delinquent on the pictures. Don’t worry, it is still somewhat sane, sometimes!
Majestic, the Cathedral of Palma!
Too bad that we cannot hear these organs when making such visits. It seems to me that the acoustics of these sacred temples should be exploited and presented to tourists…
What beautiful shop window! It breathes joie de vivre…
The children have enjoyed this artist who creates rather original works!
One leaves Palma to get to the South East of the island. It would have liked to have visited the North, but we are subordinate to the desires of Aeolus.
Here we are finally arrived at Playa of Carbo. Finally, a sunset without any obstruction. It been a long time that we had not had such beautiful sight!