One Boat Bay

We left Ibiza town under cloudy skies with a vague plan to head up to the north eastern point of the island to find a nice anchorage to spend the night. By doing this it would make the trip from there to Palma manageable in one long day, rather than having to do another overnight passage.

We normally know exactly where we’re heading but with a very rolly sea, an uncomfortable swell and wind that was likely to change direction during the afternoon we needed to have a few options. We’d identified four or five possible anchorages from the Navily App and poked our noses/bow into the first three and quickly discounted them as being too open to the swell. 

The fourth one looked promising, albeit very small. We named it ‘One Boat Bay’ although its official name is Cala Aigua Dolça, which translates to Freshwater Cove. We dropped our anchor in the only sandy spot, avoiding the Posidonia Seagrass, and made sure it was well dug in for the expected wind change.

About an hour later a large catamaran slowly motored past the entrance to the bay - too late we’d already claimed this beautiful secluded spot!

With the sea temperature reading 20°C, we decided this might be our first and last chance to have a swim off the back of the boat. We lowered the swim ladder and in I went armed with a sponge to give Seascape’s waterline a bit of a well deserved clean! 

With virtually no mobile signal we entertained ourselves reading and listening to podcasts we’d previously downloaded. And later we did some star gazing and counted shooting stars. The Leonid Meteor Shower will peak next week 17th/18th November - we’ll be hoping for clear dark skies for that. 

Night Sky App - point to the sky to identify constellations 

We’d planned to set off at 6am but Dave and I were both awake at 2am so we decided to make a dash in the dark for Palma. In contrast to the peace, tranquility and solitude of our little ‘One Boat Bay’ we’re now tied up at the Real Club Náutico de Palma, along with 1000 other boats!

Palma Cathedral behind all the masts