We (Ralph and I) woke up as we were leaving the harbor – at 7:00a.m. Jacques and Clara had been up and about for an hour and a half, or more in preparations. 
We were off on our “12 hour tour”, sailing from Barcelona to Port Soller on the island of Mallorca.
I loved my first serious day sail. The waves and wind change constantly throughout the day – but it was all good. We saw a few other craft on the horizon, but basically it was us in the middle of the Mediterranean. A small group of dolphins kept us company for a few minutes. Ralph and Clara each nappe
d in the morning, and again after lunch, but I didn’t want to miss a minute of our passage. The day was somewhat over cast and the breeze was chilly. We spent the day in jackets and sweaters.We arrived at Port Soller at about 7:30p.m., passing between the two lighthouses which guard the entrance to the bay, each on its own rocky cliff – white to starboard, black and white stripe to port.
We moored, had drinks and dinner aboard, then went in to town by dinghy – a gesture much appreciated by Jibe, who had behaved himself impeccably throughout the lo-o-ong day without relief. We
walked up the main street, stopping for ice cream. There are many English and German tourists in Mallorca, and so all the signs in storefronts are in German, English, Spanish and some also in Catalán. On our way back to the boat we enjoyed a fireworks display over the beach welcoming us to Soller, and in celebration of St John’s Day.
By the time we reached to the boat, the wind had turned 180 degrees – now coming directly off the island and much warmer. It was a hot night – but I, for one, slept soundly.
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