Heading for the bridge and the Med
As we're not suspicious we weren't worried about setting off on Friday the 13th. We headed off for the 10am bridge opening and 7 yachts passed through to the Mediterranean. We waved farewell to Riverdancer who were heading further north up the Spanish coast and set a course for 54 degrees following Red Snapper for Ibiza's south coast.
As we left the mainland the Spanish Red Arrows (Las Flechas Rojo?) came out to give us a flyby send off and entertained us with aerobatic displays until we were too far out to sea to make them out anymore. How nice of them!
A send off from the Spanish Red Arrows
The wind filled in a bit and we were able to sail flying all the canvas we had. Unfortunately it only lasted 4 hours and from then on it was Victor Volvo sending us on our way.
Dolphins came briefly to say hello during the evening. The sunset was spectacular, the sky looking like molten liquid over the Spanish hills and colouring the rising full moon orangy-pink. It was a clear night and bright with the moon visible beyond dawn. There were a few ships to watch out for and we got slightly confused by the lights of planes landing on Ibiza, thinking they were ships but otherwise it was an easy passage.
Sunset over Spain
For the few hours before dawn Venus (the Morning Star) shone big and bright to the east. I was off watch for sunrise over Ibiza which I hear was as spectacular as the sunset. At 9am we pulled into Cala Port Roig to find most of the space taken up with moorings and a couple of anchored boats. We could have squeezed in but we like to have a bit of space around us and felt the cala would be a bit too squashy for comfort so headed slightly west where there was a huge expanse of open bay.