It was Fiona's birthday on 13 Sept which was celebrated over breakfast at
Cagliari before Fiona and Hugh departed for home from the airport nearby. It
was sad to see them go as Henry and Martin prepared for the crossing to
Porto Colom in Mallorca. This was to take 55 hours over two nights in mainly
light east southeast winds almost dead astern. Poor conditions for a sailing
passage with little relative wind to get the boat going with the result that
Spellbinder motorsailed slowly almost the way. On passing the south coast
of Sardinia we raised George Rock-Evans, in another yacht, by mobile phone
and radio but were unable to make a rendez-vous as we had to press on to
avoid the next blast of a Tramontana due the following weekend. How
fortunate we are to have really quite reliable medium range forecasts today
that our hardier ancestors never had, but perhaps were able to "read" the
sky and conditions so much better. In the event is was sobering to read that
a probable F10 was forecast by meteo France for the Gulf of Lyon to the
north. This wind roars off the Alps down the Rhone valley and out and across
the Med right down through the Sicily channel clipping the Balearics as it
goes. One piece of excitement on the passage was the sighting of a pod of
whales blowing to the north with one lifting its tail and slapping it down
on the water. Spellbinder secured to a buoy in Porto Colom at 7Euros/night
including good showers and facilities ashore. This town was a most enjoyable
place to ride out the edge of the storm already mentioned. Having obtained
permission to moor in the harbour of the lovely island of Cabrera to the
south assisted most helpfully by a young lady at the marina who new how to
work the booking website, Spellbinder sailed in a fresh to strong northwest
wind as the Tramontana eased back. It was good to be sailing the 22 miles
reefed down, going well with the engine off! The northerly airstream was
delightfully fresh and cool and sleeping at night was becoming more
comfortable with a tropical sleeping bag thrown over to keep warm in the
early hours of the morning. Cabrera, a nature reserve, was as delightful as
ever as the autumn sun sank in the west as the equinox approached. It always
comes as a surprise to find how quickly the nights draw in at this time of
year. On Tue 20 Sept we sailed and motor-sailed up the south coast of
Mallorca to attempt to anchor in Carla (bay) Marmacen. We spent a
frustrating time trying to get the anchor to hold on a rocky, weedy bottom
beset by rocks on three sides against which the surf was breaking. Martin
had a swim and confirmed that the anchor was lying on its side on top of a
flat rock! - we weighed anchor and motored round to a rather more open bay
at Carla Llampa but found a good area of sand just off a bathing beach and
got the anchor to dig right in up to its flukes. Here we spent a comfortable
night after another round or two of backgammon, poised for the passage to
mainland Spain the next day 110 nm away. A newish marina at Sant Carles de
la Rapita was the destination and the place Spellbinder was to be laid up
for the winter. The wind was still on the light side but this time more on
the beam as it sometimes ventured into the southwest. In no hurry at all
Spellbinder sailed serenely on a flat sea at anything between 2.5 and 4.5
knots. Overnight all was at peace with the world, the milky way glowed
brilliantly overhead, there was some phosphorescence in the wake and the
water gurgled past the hull. The wind went light in the forenoon and
Spellbinder picked her way through the fishing fleet under engine before
berthing in Sant Carles marina at 1530 on Thursday 22 Sept 2011. The lift
out onto clean hardstanding in a smart new boatyard run by a Polish
gentleman with perfect english saw Spellbinder snugged down for the winter.