Puerto de Espalmador

James Blackburn
Sun 31 Jul 2011 17:30

Sunday 31 July 2011     38:46.77N         1:25.64E


The Sunday was a day of reckoning

(sleeping, eating, cleaning, washing decks

And attempting rec-

Onciliation with the motored

Anchor winch).  Setting sail

At half past four for Formentera,

We rounded northern islands

And found the Bay Espalmadore,

A natural harbour, bounded on

Two sides by sanded beach.

We drank and swam, or swam and drank,

And later, oriental mandarin

And rosey tinted hues

Took our breath and final light out

From the sky.  This was the last day

Of July.


Jo Edwards