And the forecast was wrong again, but at least this time in our favor. I was incredibly frustrated to see a tiny sliver of wind that we could barely chase, followed by nothing. So we committed to motoring from Mallorca to Menorca, only to find that we managed to catch that little sliver. Up went the spinnaker and we had the most glorious sail!

The anchorage didn’t look promising based on the wind and swell (again), but we gave it a shot and were pleasantly surprised. We had this massive anchorage all to ourselves. Well us and the sheep and the jellyfish (sigh, guess no swimming).