Es Vedra

A classic view from the White Island. Happy memories of the first time I was here...some 20 odd years ago. A lot busier now! But something of a dream-come-true of turning up here in my own boat.
I have an article in draft about the crossing and landfall in Formentera. But its long winded and I wanted to get this in while I had a bit of 5G.
So spending a day at anchor, scrubbing decks, fiddling with BBQs and doing a spot of planning. There's a 24hr gale in the forecast for Wednesday, and its a toss-up between hunkering down with all the chain out, or riding the tail for a sleigh ride to Majorca.
In the mean time I want to faff about with my anchor.
Happy weekend readers. Wish you were here.

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