CHARTER - MallorCa’S SoUtH
QuIET ISLAND DAYS
Obviously, Mallorca has long not been an insider tip anymore.
But if you are short of time, this is a perfect charter destination that
can be reached quickly and cheaply even out of the main season.
Short flight times, tempting low fares: Getting there is no
problem at all and even out of season, flights are numerous
and cheap. And it is only a short hop from the Airport
to the numerous charter fleets that are based
around Palma de Mallorca where the lie in wait for their
clients. Also, the usual small problems of the new charter-crew
are solved in an instant: where is the nearest supermarket, who
does the check-in, where do we eat out tonight, who will look at
the weather forecast? Thanks to our team at the start with
2 fathers and 4 kids, we swiftly finish all formalities and checking
in to the yacht at “Dream Yacht” Charter’s new base in Calanova
was friendly and uncomplicated. At dinner, everyone is happy and
it is with an air of pleasant anticipation that the crew hits the
berths on the Nautitec Open 40 catamaran. Both hulls have
the identical layout with two cabins and a bathroom each so
choosing a hull, port or starboard, made no difference.
On a sunny Sunday morning, we find ourselves cruising southward
across the bay, sailing in picture-book conditions. A highpressure
system over the Med will bring us plenty of sunshine
for the next days and a week before Easter there are not yet
many boats about. Quiet bay, watch out, we are coming! The
only question is to sail left or right along the coast? But as we
are expecting more crew, 1 wife, 1 child, to join us on Tuesday,
we opt for the western part of the south coast, because that is
easier to reach from the airport.
For now, we enjoy the sailing. The hulls of the Open 40 are quite
narrow in the waterline and the fathead main delivers plenty of
power, so this boat even sails well in light airs. At night, the anchor
is dropped in the Cala of Portals Vells, a mile north of the
lighthouse on Cape Figuera. This well sheltered bay has three
arms that reach inland, to starboard of the entrance is a small
boat harbour. After dinner, our catamaran is transformed into
a floating gambling palace, the kinds occupy the inside saloon
table playing endless rounds of the popular card game “uno”
while outside, the grown ones deliberate the pros of print magazines
in general and of books in particular while the darkness
grows and the anchor lights are being set on the few yachts
HEADING FOR DRAGONERA
Get up, the sun is shining, the coffee is bubbling in the mocha
maker on the stove, the ham is frying in the pan – how lovely
can a Monday morning be! Even our card players are slowly
emerging from their bunks and launch the dinghy after breakfast.
The outboard is unusual for us as it runs on propane gas,
but this makes it less smelly and messy to operate. So, off to
the beach to take a closer look at the caves in the sandstone.
The two beach-bars in Cala Portals Vells also seem to emerge
from their hibernation and some deck-chairs are placed in the
sand – just in case one or two sun hungry customers should
find their way here.
As we leave the bay, we pass the light-house already under sail.
It is only a light morning breeze, but we are not in a hurry. I am
today’s day skipper and enjoy sailing the boat by myself, beating
up the coast. The Open 40 has a self-tacking jib so that I
don’t have to disturb anyone when going about, but sometimes,
the traveller gets stuck as there is not enough wind to push the
sail across. In a way, this is even helpful as the sail is temporarily
backed, pushing the bows through the wind. And there is
always a helping hand available to shift the sail across as the
kids enjoy lounging on the netting between the bows.
In this way, we easily slip up along the coast, passing the Isla
del Toro and sailing close to the rocky shore until we can see
the pier of Porto Adriano that looks not unlike the ramparts
of a fort. Many more houses seem to have been built along the
coast since my last visit a couple of years before and apparently,
Mallorca’s building industry is still booming, the demand
for luxury residences is still higher than what the market has to
offer. Only Boris Becker can’t get rid of his villa here, but maybe
he is just asking too much for it…
On board, everyone can choose his or her personal dream house
ashore but in the end, we are more than just content with our
sailing beach villa. The fresh air on the water makes for a good
appetite, so we sail for Camp del Mar, which has a nice restaurant
on a small, rocky islet. We do find the rock and the restaurant,
but that is still closed so we go swimming instead and eat
lunch afterwards on board. It is well past 3pm but we have easily
adapted to the local habits.