Not a lot of hard sailing as mentioned, settling in to my life in Med on the water mode! After Valencia I headed back to Torredump. Felt like coming home and arrived in time for my police interview with solicitor to assist.
Headed down to Cartagena and met up with some fellow sea gypsies I’d met in Gibraltar. Had police meeting so technically I’m a legal Spanish resident. Expensive troublesome way of not having to count the days thanks to you baked beaners who voted out!
First BBQ on the boat which I retrieved from uk on my flying visit. Every good blog has a food shot!
Artic P . Amazing boat owned by Kerry Packers daughter , berthed in Cartagena. Bloody held me up for two hours on my departure for Ibiza.
Disposed of Ensign and hoisted the Union Jack. Illegal and not traditional but we are the only nation that doesn’t fly a national flag! I may not be very patriotic but it is the best flag design on the planet so in the absence of anything else, I can boast that.
My new post anchor trauma, snubbing line . Self spliced eyes, suspension block and preset length. A masterpiece of design and build by Perdix productions!Next stop 30 hours later. Formentera again. I went direct rather than up the coast and spent two nights at anchor , swimming ashore and mooching about. The other side from where I was last year and there was still a boat on the rocks from the storm a couple of months back. Owner doesn’t want to pay the €18k recovery costs 😂
Short slow hop to Ibiza next. Went straight to a little bay close to where Rob lives. Clear sea , quiet and only a short swim or dingle ashore.
Nice spot facing East from Robs balcony.
My bay.
First group day out I’ve made on boat with Robs friends Steve and Marina ( appropriate name if she were a girlfriend!)
This little fellah didn’t come but liked his story. Sitting on fountain side in Santa Eulalia.
Thought these were pretty good castings of