Sweet Soana

On Monday the 25th, we left Ibiza town.
This is something easier said then done, as the morning consisted of shopping, tank-filling and rope removal to no small degree. With hope in our hearts and plans on our mind, we sped out the harbour that we had gladly rushed into only a few days prior.
Our plan of action revolved around a quiet anchoring harbour named ‘Cala Soana’. It was a beautiful place, with rust-red cliffs and deep, clear water. There was a small beach where the cliffs met; forming a right angle, but a large white hotel dominating it put a stop to any thoughts of further exploration. Soana was truly a beautiful place to spend the evening watching the sun go down.
The morning came with clear skies….. and high seas. Any water-based activities would not have been the most pleasant, and as that was pretty much the plan, our anchor came up and we left with calmer locations in mind.

Notes: This chapter was written by Ruby. =]Okumaya devam et