Welcome to the Balearics! The overnight run from Cartegena only got us 5 hours of sailing (wind coming exactly from the direction we were heading when there was wind), but they were fabulous hours and the wind vane worked perfectly. Once again, like the last anchorage before Cartegena, we found ourselves racing to drop anchor in a completely new spot at 10 pm with the last shreds of daylight.
We dropped the hook on a Friday night, knowing that Formentera comes to life on the weekends. Sure enough, at 10 am, the party boats came pouring over from Ibiza, with jet skis and a lot of loud music. Interestingly, everywhere we go in Europe, all the music is American stuff from the 80s and 90s, hmmmmm. I’m not complaining, but Trip is sick of ABBA.
Since we were on the outer edge of the anchorage, we got all the monster yachts anchored around us.
We had our first dragging incident of the season, with the lovely Lady Ann drifting slowly past us. Unlike most situations, it was not an emergency (no high winds), Lars, the owner, was onboard and could see what was happening. They never got close to us or caught our chain. They moved and reset cleanly, and later came over by dinghy to chat. Lars was kind enough to give us lots of information about Ibiza, where we were headed next.
We headed in to shore in the afternoon, enjoyed a beer at one of the local bars, and then took a walk along the cliff tops.
Once we were back on board, Trip went for a swim and I finally broke out my new (to me) inflatable paddle board. The board is small and light, and the anchorage was a bit rocky with boat wakes, so I stuck to paddling on my knees, but the goal is to get up onto my feet soon!
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