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  • The Poke bowl

    Cala Moltó

    1 Jun 2022, Sepanyol ⋅ ☀️ 22 °C

    Colm delights us with a poke bowl for dinner on our first night at anchor in the quiet bay of Cala Molto. Inspired by his meal out in Porto Cristo, he bought sushi rice before we left town this morning.
    There are two other boats at anchor here and nothing ashore except a small beach at the foot of a pine forest. It feels remote but just over the rocky promontory there is another beach and 15 minute’s walk along it brings you to the resort town of Cala Ratjada.
    We like the isolated buzz so we stay on this side and enjoy all the natural pleasures that surround us.
    The snorkelling here is fabulous with lots of interesting rock formations to explore in crystal clear water. We swim to a cave on the shore below the pine forrest. Swallows dart in and out of the cave above us and then swimming below us are wrass, sea bream and the very cute chromis chromis.
    The rocky promontory on the other side of the bay has fantastic under water features with boulders to swim between, a large plateau on which fish are feeding and a drop off where we can clearly see the seabed 20 meters below us. Ruby and Colm have become such confident snorkellers, it is a joy to watch them duck dive down to look at starfish or sea cucumber. Its like watching them float through a beautiful garden. Colm begins a ‘fish journal’ in which he draws and labels the fish he has seen. In it already there are pictures of Mediterranean Barracuda, flying Gurnard and Ray.
    On our third evening here we pack a picnic and Ruby and I set off to row ashore. On the way, we call to say ‘hi’ to the crew of yacht ‘Kaos’. Meanwhile Colm and Ronan snorkel to the beach and when we land, Colm joins me for a walk. We wander up through the pine covered headland and have great fun practicing our Irish by making up scéalta. Ruby chooses to walk a different path for some much needed peace and quiet - it’s perfect until on the path ahead a red headed animal emerges from a bush. Ruby turns on her heel and promptly returns to the beach. There are big discussions as to what it could have been, a boar, a fox, a wolf? We come to the more pedestrian conclusion that it was probably a wild goat.
    As we eat our picnic, we watch others pack up and leave as the sun goes off the beach. It cooler and quieter now, the perfect time to enjoy this beautiful place.
    Baca lagi

  • May with Rafael Nadals Superyacht!Dinner outThe view over Porto Cristo

    A weekend with May and Shamie

    28 Mei 2022, Sepanyol ⋅ ☀️ 27 °C

    Note: This chapter was written by Ruby :^)

    My cousin May and her boyfriend Shamie are on holidays in Mallorca for Shamies 19 birthday!We are looking forward to meeting them for a few days of their visit.
    We motor out of Porto Colom, bright and early, on Saturday morning. Puttering along the coast, we stick our heads into a few little harbours before going to anchor in one. This particular place is our rendezvous point to meet May and Shamie, and is aptly named Cala Romántica.
    Dad and Colm go in to the beach to pick up our guests on the dinghy, whilst Mom and I eagerly await their arrival. After they arrive we all go swimming together off the back off the boat and then we settle down with some delicious sandwiches. After lunch, May, Shamie, Colm and I get on to the SUPs, and paddle around each other in the clear turquoise water.
    We dry off, lift our anchor and head to Porto Cristo. Docking was a bit stressful but soon forgotten once the merits of this lovely port come into focus. There is a majestic black catamaran motor cruiser just across from us, and we soon find out that it belongs to none other then Rafael Nadal, the No.1 tennis player in the world!
    Everyone goes for a quick shower or a dip at the nearby beach and we get ready to hit the town. Ronan stays at the boat to listen a rugby match while the rest of us go into a bar for an aperitif. We meet dad at a seaside restaurant and have a gorgeous meal together before May and Shamie head home.

    Sunday morning is spent chatting with our neighbours. The crew of Kaos, a yacht who also spent winter in Cartagena , visit for coffee. Then we chat to Kit on Tiger Lilly, the boat-next-door. May and Shamie come soon afterwards and we get ready to go on the water and explore the harbour.
    On the two SUPs and in the dinghy, the six of us paddled out of the marina. We go to a little cove and then snorkel, SUP and dinghy along the cliffs and back into towards the beach. Colm and Shamie stop off and go jumping off the rocks with some locals.
    When we get back to the boat, Mom whips out a tray of pastries and serenades Shamie - it is his birthday after all.
    It’s time to say goodbye as they are going for a romantic dinner and we need to get ready for a day’s sailing tomorrow. It was truly wonderful to spend time with them
    Baca lagi

  • Drying up the bilgesRegal in the backgroundRonan at workRuby's first full Can of Coke

    Caught in Porto Colom

    26 Mei 2022, Sepanyol ⋅ ☀️ 26 °C

    I Colm, hath written this blogo.

    We pick up a mooring bouy in the harbour of Porto Colom because the weather is going to be stormy for the next few days.
    Rain wind ,thunder and lightning arrive overnight.
    I awake early the next morning to find I have two wet legs.
    " Oops" I think " I must have spilled something". I check around my cabin and discover the problem.
    Unbeknownst to me , Mum opened my window last night and forgot to close it after she had watching 'Succession'.
    Dad and I dry up my bedroom.
    Later when we are just about to take a lift into town on the marina rib , Mom notices that my shoes are wet.
    It turns out a lot more water than we thought came in through the window. Most of it disappeared down the back of my wardrobe into the floor cupboards and bilges.
    We dry up using cloths and Dad's secret bilge cleaning weapons - nappies.
    After half of hour we finish the drying and go into town.

    The next day is wet and windy again so Ruby and I set up our Lego for the first time in months .
    We have a great afternoon playing lego while listening to the very funny autobiography of Bob Mortimer, which I highly recommend.
    I make a Lego gun that can actually shoots stuff.

    The next day we call the marina rib to bring us back into my town (Porto Colom)
    We are going to meet my cousin May and her boyfriend Shamie who are on holidays here in a nearby town.
    We put a wash on in the Lavandaría and go to a nice cafe.
    After a few minutes I see the young couple drive past in a mini.
    I chase them and in 200 metres I catch up with them and I tap on the window.
    They are suprised to see me and they follow me in the car to the Café.
    We have a nice chat and then they go off on a roadtrip adventure.

    Later that day we a go on a walk to the lighthouse. The path is very nice and it is a roasting day.
    We have a picnic ( three oranges) and then start to walk home.
    On the way back to the port we spot a nice restaurant and have an absolutely spiffing meal.
    We collect the laundry , do the shopping and finally go home to bed.
    Baca lagi

  • Mitjana
    Romantic walk in MitjanaImage of Mitjana from the internetPlanning meetingMondrago Cave

    Mondrago and Mitjana

    22 Mei 2022, Sepanyol ⋅ ⛅ 26 °C

    Most mornings upon waking, Ronan and I usually ….wait for it….check the weather forecast . Ronan likes Windy and Metro Marine and I look at Buoy Weather and Windguru. The wind and swell forecasts have a big influence on where we decide to go. When we compare notes from the various weather apps they sometimes don’t match. The strength and direction of the wind and swell can be different as well as the timeline of their predictions, so it can be a bit of a puzzle. The forecasts however usually align when there is bad weather coming , and we can see now that there is some strong wind and swell on the way in two days time.
    We plan on sailing up the East Coast of Mallorca and stopping off in some of its many beautiful little calas and coves. Hopefully we will find one that will offer us protection from the thunderstorm on Tuesday, but if not we know there is a sheltered harbour nearby.
    We scroll through the Navily app looking for recommended anchorages. Navily is the sailing equivalent of trip advisor. We read other users reviews and look at the app’s real-time assessment of how well the spot is protected from wind and swell, based on their weather forecast. We zoom out to 48 hours to see how comfortable an anchorage will be over the coming days. We now have an idea of where we are going and all before we roll out of bed.
    Cala Mondrago is top of our list- it has a good write up in the sailing directions, good reviews on Navily and our friends Iaian and Niamh loved it. Navily’s forecasting is only rating its protection from wind and swell at 50% but we decide to take a look when we are passing by. When we see the picturesque bay and several boats at anchor here it is very tempting. We do a circle in the small bay and ask the German who is watching us from his cockpit what he thinks of the place. His friendly thumbs up is all we need.
    The evening is falling and we drop anchor and settle in, enjoying the views and sounds of this beautiful nature reserve.
    The wind drops off completely overnight and although small the sea swell is coming straight into the cove. Regal rolls side to side and front to back, creaking all through the night. Navily was right, we get about 50% sleep.
    With no sign of the conditions improving we decide to move on but first we take to the water to snorkel. The water is crystal clear and in 7 meters depth we see a cuttle fish scuttle along the sand below. We swim to the cave which has a small opening at the end through which we can see the beach. We snorkel all the way through and it’s very exciting.

    Back onboard we continue to sail north and according to Navily there are several anchorages that offer good protection from the increasing sea swell. Near Cala d’Or we follow the glass-bottomed tourist Catamaran into one of them but soon see the swell and choppy sea is making its way right into the beach. We circle back out and head for Cala Mitjana which has little protection now according to Navily but a promise of improved conditions when the weather turns more northerly. We turn 90 degrees to port to get into the first part of the cove and then another 90 degrees to starboard and find beautiful flat calm water in this magical narrow Cala. There is Catamaran anchored right in the sweet spot so we have a little chat with them and find out they aren’t staying. We anchor off while they eat their lunch and move in once they leave. We are delighted, Mitjana is stunning. The land all around is privately owned and beautifully maintained. The beach has public access through a pathway that is a 25 minute walk from the road. Some people have come here on ribs and little day rental motor boats, so only the determined holiday makers are here.
    As we get ready to go swimming, Regal moves around gently in the shifting breeze. Her stern bobs around and moves close to the cliffs on the Western shore. Half an hour later the cliffs on the eastern side of the cove are a bit too close for comfort. There is nothing for it but to put out a stern anchor to stop us moving around in our narrow little bed.
    Happily pinned in place in the middle of cove we watch the day trippers leave and then we have the place to ourselves- nobody’s home up in the mansion.
    Morning breaks and I wake gently to the sound of birds singing in the tree above, I think I must be in heaven. We do our usual check-in on the weather forecast. That strong north-easterly is on the way today but we have 100% protection here according to Navily - This is heaven. We swim and snorkel, do a little school work and bake bread.
    As each hour passes Mitjana’s calm waters become more choppy. The swell from outside is starting to make its way in the the Cala, hitting both cliffs and the beach. Regal is starting to feel it and these conditions are going to get a whole lot stronger for the next four days. Navily hasn’t got it right this time and we need to get out of here.
    We have to pull up the stern anchor first but decide not to launch the dinghy to do it as getting the dinghy back onboard will be difficult. Ronan thinks that once we take up the stern anchor Regal will swing around in the swell and get too close to the cliffs so he hatches a plan and needs all hands on deck.
    Colm goes forward to the bow to man the windlass and control the main anchor. He communicates by walkie talkie with Ronan who is on the helm. Ronan goes astern while Colm lets out more chain on the main anchor. We move closer to the stern anchor and Ruby and I pull in the slack on the line and eventually haul the anchor back on board. Ronan immediately puts the throttle forward and Colm starts to recover the 50 meters of chain that is now out. Ronan maintains great control of the helm in this narrow space. Once the anchor is up we reverse out of the Mitjana, pausing momentarily in the outer bay until everything is stowed safely. Although there is a swell, we are relieved to be out in the wide open sea and feel proud of our great crew.
    We head for the shelter of nearby Porto Colom to let this weather front blow through.
    Baca lagi

  • Cabrera Island National Park

    21 Mei 2022, Sepanyol ⋅ ☀️ 23 °C

    On Friday the 20th of May, we all got up bright and early to see Tom, Joan and Clare off. We had a cup of tea together and then waved goodbye. It was nice to get to see them once more before we parted ways.
    All the facilities in the house were shortly made use of—showers were had and laundry was cleaned— before we went back to the boat to embark on the usual tasks. Mom whipped out the sewing machine an hour before we left the marina, and I was roped into some mosquito net making!
    We motored out of Sa Rapita marina at quarter to four that day with our sights set on Cabrera island, a national park off the southernmost tip of Mallorca. There were some high seas as we motor sailed to the island, with Margaret chained below cleaning toilets.
    A Castle perched on the rocks, overseeing the harbour entrance, was an incredible welcoming view as we pottered into Port de Cabrera. The mooring lines were prepared and we tied on to the buoy . We had a swim in the deep, deep cerulean water and ate dinner. It was certainly shaping up to be a wonderful stay.
    • • •
    We all enjoyed having a -much needed- slow start on our first morning at Cabrera Island. Later in the day we all got into the dinghy and went in to the tiny port, which was run by the park rangers. These rangers run the national park and were the people we had to apply to for our mooring permit!
    The island seemed a lovely place as we walked up to the castle on the headland. However, only one thing stopped us from completely appreciating the islands beauty — the heat! It was about 30 degrees as we climbed up the hill, making us all extremely grateful for the wind blowing strongly at the top. We sadly couldn’t go into the castle itself as it was closed for the time being, but there were some amazing panoramic views out over the bay.
    As we had brought a picnic ashore with us, we sat down in the shade of a pine tree and munched away happily. We had ice-cream and coffee in the little cafe afterwards (the only place to get food on the entire island!) got back into the dingy and away we went.
    After a few hours of chilling on the boat, we prepared to go on our next venture. We went in to the little beach nearby, with all our gear heaped in with us as we were determined to test the truth of the said-to-be-fantastic snorkelling in Cabrera. We were quickly proven right a hundred times over. All the fish in the Baleraric islands so far seem quite tame ……. but these ones really take the biscuit.
    In the shoulder-deep water, we saw mullet, hermit crabs, saddled sea bream, shoals of tiny sprat and so much more. The fish were all un afraid and almost fascinated by us, so much so that you would have several following you, only a metre behind, the entire time. It was definitely one of the best snorkelling experiences that we had ever had.
    • • •
    At about noon on Sunday we went in to the beach. Mom and Dad swam in, leaving Colm and I to steer the dinghy. Whilst the parents powered in, we set up a tarp to go over our picnic mat. The tarp was tied between a fence and several sticks with multiple pieces of twine, and I thought that it definitely showcased our potential at camping!
    A swim was much needed after such sweaty work, and the ever-curious fish certainly helped in refreshing our tired minds! We had a little picnic lunch on the beach and our sandwich crumbs attracted a new visitor. Balearic lizards! The hungry little creatures kept scurrying across the sand towards us, with hand-waving and stick-prodding doing little to slow them down. They were both extremely endearing and extremely frustrating at the same time.
    While the others hung around the beach, swimming, reading and trying to keep the incessant lizards at bay, I decided to go on a walk. The trail took me to the lighthouse on a peninsula at the bottom of the island, but sadly I couldn’t get out to it as the path was closed for the foreseeable future. (Something that I was secretly glad of, as the 32 degree heat was exhausting to walk in)
    We had one more short swim at the beach before loading up into the dinghy once more and blasting off back to the boat. The usual pre-departure tasks were undertaken and we left the harbour at about four. We had a beautiful sail through the other Islands in the Cabreran archipelago as we waved goodbye to a truly wonderful place.

    Notes: this chapter was brought to you by Ruby =]
    Baca lagi

  • Tram in Port SollerBirthday bakingThe Longfordians

    Meeting the Meades

    19 Mei 2022, Sepanyol ⋅ ☀️ 25 °C

    This blog is written by no other than Colm O' Driscoll himself.
    😐😛😀😀😃😄😁😆🤣😂🙂🙃

    We sail from Porto de Andraitx to Sa Rapita, where we are meeting Tom, Joan, Clare and the Longfordians who are staying in a house there for the coming week to celebrate Jane's big birthday.
    On the way we pass the Bay of Palma and Santa Ponsa.
    A big container ship called Roro is very kind and alters course for us so there isn't a collision.
    When get into Sa Rapita marina it is hot and every one is stinky except me - shower time.

    Soon after, I see Clare , Joan ,Jane ,Tony and Donagh walking towards us.
    We go up to their house which, conveniently, is only 3 minutes away.
    The house is very pretty and it has a pool out the front.
    It also has many , many bedrooms.

    I hop straight into the pool with Tara and Joanne ,it is very refreshing.
    Then Ruby and Tony come in for a cooldown as well.
    I teach Joanne how to dive and Ruby tries to teach us all how to flip into the water.
    After fun in the pool we spray each other with Tony's newly purchased water-gun.

    We play lots of table tennis and I am intrigued by Tony's superb racket skills.
    After a lot of ball whacking, the five squits (children) all go on a walk to look for lizards. They must have heard us coming because we find none.

    On Sunday everyone comes aboard Regal and we set sail for the nearby Es Trenc beach.
    It's a beautiful day and we hoist the headsail and Tara helms for most of the journey .
    When we get there the water is crystal clear and the breeze is slack.
    We all pop in for a swim and some poeple go snorkeling.
    We have lovely sangers for lunch and after that the titchys play board games below decks while the oldies chat in the cockpit.
    Ronan does 2 trips on dingy to ferry all the visitors on to the beach. From there they walk back along the two long beaches to get home.

    Another day, two excursions are arranged, so the group splits.
    Tom, Joan , Clare , Ruby and Margaret go on drive over the mountains to Port Soller.
    Jane , Donagh , Tony , Tara and Joanne and I go to the Caves De Drach.
    We eat hot dogs and proceed to the Caves. We go down lots and lots of steps and then I see a Stalactite and then more and more and more.
    We are in a huge cavern covered in Stalagmites and Stalactites ( A clue to know which is which is in their name. Satalagmites have a 'g' for ground and Stalactites have a 't' for top).There is a very big lake at the bottom of the cavern .
    We sit down in theatre-style seating and all the lights go out.
    Then from around the corner lights appear, they are on small boats floating on the lake. One of them has musicians who are playing songs including 'Air On A Cheesestring'.
    Then we all hop into one the boats, it was short trip but pretty spectacular.

    Our visits to the nearby beach are squelchy. Although the sand is beautiful there is seagrass which we have to walk through to go swimming. When I step on it my whole foot disappears. I really enjoy playing footy on the beach with Tony, Donagh and Dad.
    We have a delicious ice cream , I get vanilla and white chocolate flavour.

    On the day of Jane's party she and Donagh go Scuba Diving while the rest of us get everything ready.
    Tara and I go down to the boat and make chocolate delights ( the recipe is at the bottom of the blog).
    Ruby has made two cheese cakes and Margaret made caramel squares.
    When Jane and Donagh get home we have drinks and a toast in the garden followed by a gorgeous Barbecue. We give Jane her birthday cards, everybody has made one, they are very funny. After dinner we all have a great time dancing together in the ballroom ( kitchen). Ruby and I sleep over while Mom and Dad clamber over the wall and jump down on to the bins to get back into the marina.

    The next day while the Ladies go to the spa, we get some snorkels , fins and goggles from Regal and go down to the swimming platform at end of the pier.
    We go snorkeling and we do a dive competition.
    After that Ronan gets the dinghy and the bigger SUP and we all set off from the pier.
    I swim the 400 metres to the beach while Donagh paddleboards and Ronan goes in the dinghy with the kids. We have another great day but alas it is the last. Everyone flies home the next day leaving the crew of Regal behind to solider on in Sunny Mallorca.

    Recipe for chocolate delights

    . 200g chocolate bar

    . Nuts (chopped)

    . Raisins (chopped)
    Melt the chocolate , put the nuts and raisins at the bottom of 6 bun cases .Then pour the melted chocolate on top of the nuts and raisins. Let cool , and then gobble them up.

    PS. Chocolate delights are an idea of mine.
    Baca lagi

  • A great sail to Mallorca

    11 Mei 2022, Sepanyol ⋅ ☀️ 20 °C

    It's been a long time since we we sailed for 9 hours plus and what a sail it was.
    Leaving Portinax before 8, we soon cleared the NE tip of Ibiza and struck out on the 50 mile trip to Mallorca. There were several boats around us making the same passage.
    Soon enough we had the engine off.
    Conditions were perfect, 10 - 12 kts breeze on our beam, a calm sea and of course, plenty sunshine. By late morning we had left Ibiza in our wake, and all we could see was a calm blue sea and the other few yachts. By midday we were making 7 kts with a light helm and a happy boat.
    It's a rare day to have a good sail combining with an offshore passage
    It's days like these we signed up for!
    The high mountains of Mallorca appeared as a distant smudge on the horizon, 20 miles away.
    As we approached our destination port of Andraitx we heard an Irish voice on the VHF, calling "sailing yacht IRL 4812" - the number on our mainsail. It turned out to be none other than Eddie English who was in Mallorca for a sail training week. We spoke later, small world!
    We were soon tied up at a buoy, delighted to be in Mallorca and blissed out after our great sail.
    Baca lagi

  • Sailing between Es Vedra Island and IbizaMary McAleese on passageSant MiquelHome school with a viewDiving into fishWash up after dinnerRégalA very dead snakeThe dingy parking spot in Portinatx

    We could get used to this

    9 Mei 2022, Sepanyol ⋅ ☀️ 21 °C

    After two nights at anchor in Jondal we travel up the west coast of Ibiza.
    It is a sunny day with light wind on the beam and after passing through the scenic channel between El Vedra Island and Ibiza we turn off the engine. With full sails up we travel at the very gentle pace of 3 knots - which is about 6kms an hour. We don’t have any great distance to cover today so we are relaxed about our slow progress and just enjoy the scenery and the silence. We pass through more beautiful islands near the bay resort of San Antonio and we begin towing a fishing line.
    Over the next hour the wind gradually increases and when we reach the northern coast of Ibiza our speed is 6 to 7 knots with the wind at our stern. We are having a great sail. We bring the headsail over to the opposite side of the mainsail so that we are goose-winging. Regal is in her element, her sails are balanced and we hardly have to touch the helm.

    After a perfect day’s sailing we arrive into the very pretty port of Sant Miquel. We circle around our nudie boat-neighbour and drop anchor into crystal clear water. We can see the anchor on the sand below us and our favourite fishies, the Saddled sea bream, come straight over to welcome us.
    Liam and Mags Drennan spent two happy weeks here a few years ago and it is easy to see why.
    We explore the bay by swimming and Stand Up Paddle boarding. We don’t bother to lift the dingy and outboard engine into the water so Ronan brings the shopping home on the paddle board
    We have so much fun jumping from the boat into the crowd of sea bream in the water below. They are quite tame and hang around when we are in the water. We stare at them through our masks and goggles and they stare right back. They are very impressed when Colm nails a standing dive.
    After two nights we travel to a Portinatx ,further east along the northern coast. Again the water is crystal clear and we have a wonderful snorkel around the rocky coast and into the beach. We explore a bit of the area above water still wearing our togs and carrying our snorkels. Later we dingy back into the beach dressed for dinner. We walk along the water-side boardwalk through a beautiful little pine-shaded beach and continue up the hill for a lovely meal in a local restaurant.
    We could get used to this.
    Baca lagi

  • Sailing with Nana and grandad

    6 Mei 2022, Sepanyol ⋅ ☀️ 20 °C

    Today we all set of from Ibiza town and headed west on board Regal. There was a bit of a swell and with the wind on the nose, sadly we could not put up the sails.

    Then at about three in the afternoon we got to a nice anchorage called Jondal.

    We all went for a swim and then we had lunch on board. We had sushi ,fuet and some other things including a salad.

    Then everybody save mother Margaret hopped on the dingy and went into the beach bar for a drink. After that Nana and Grandad got a taxi back to their apartment in Ibiza town,they would be leaving the island tomorrow.

    ;^] this blog was written by Colm
    Baca lagi

  • Pacha nightclub just down the roadPacha shop

    Pacha

    5 Mei 2022, Sepanyol ⋅ ⛅ 19 °C

    We only have one opportunity to experience Ibiza’s famous nightclubbing culture so we go for it.
    It’s our last night in the town and Ruby and Colm are having a sleep over in Nana and Grandad’s apartment.
    By pure chance we have the closest berth out of all four marinas, to the oldest and most celebrated club on the Island, Pacha.
    Today, Thursday is the first day this week that it’s opened - it feel like fate and we must go.
    The 12am to 6am opening hours are a little intimidating but we remember that we can leave whenever we want.
    There are queues when we get there and it’s packed when we get inside. People are mainly in their early 20s with a few old timers like us.
    The music is pumping and we have great time dancing and people- watching.
    Like the sensible people we are we head home at a reasonable hour conscious that we are back out on the water in the morning.
    Baca lagi