ISLA DE IBIZA
Early morning. . .no wind. . .lots of clouds.
We left Castellon on August 18th for Ibiza, approximately 85 NM south. With a long summer day, we could still make landfall before sunset even though it was a 13 1/2 hour passage. As usual we had no wind most of the way, and clouds and haze prevented our seeing the island until we were practically there.
Our first glimpse of Ibiza was not impressive.
We had been warned that Ibiza in August would be dominated by summer holiday makers–the island’s reputation as party central is well known. In Cala Basso where we first anchored visitors seemed more interested in water sports than partying.
There were at least a hundred swimmers in a charity sponsored competition. . .
although paddling boarding a/k/a "water walking". . .
came in a close second after just hanging on the beach.
Ibiza, it turns out, has many hidden charms. . .not the least of which is miles of interesting coast with many calas (coves) dotted with caves and unusual rock formations.
Destiny at anchor in Cala Basso
From Cala Basso we explored caves by dinghy. Some caves were large and cavernous and others required ducking to enter.
The entrance to this cave was massive. . .
while this one was barely passable.
However, once inside we were surprised to find a large cave and tiny hidden cove.
As you enter, the space gets larger and the light draws you further in. . .
until you come out the other side. . .
into a secluded little cove with crystal clear water.
Along the north coast of Ibiza there are numerous anchorages–both small calas and large bays, although most a quite full of boats in August. The water is crystal clear and an amazing color.
As Destiny motored along the Ibiza coast toward Islas Margaritas. . .
the cobalt blue (unenhanced) water was 100 ft. deep, about 50 yds. from shore.
A classic yawl against the dramatic coastline of Ibiza reminds us of Maine.
The unusual rock formations draw boats, like bees to honey.
This little power boat is dwarfed by the rocks, but might just squeek through the opening. . .
while this sailboat will not make it under the low arch of Islas Margaritas. . .but he will have a close look.
After a couple of days in Ibiza we were off to Palma to finalize shipping plans for Destiny. Despite our intentions, returning to Ibiza was not in the cards, but we left the island with a very favorable impression.
We had been told that the Balearics were “like the Caribbean in the Med”. Ibiza certainly reinforces that comparison with its beautiful water and sandy beaches–if only the Caribbean had such interesting topography.
More on the Balearics to come.
