Porto Colom

8th August 2016                       Porto Cristo to Porto Colom

Day dawned to another potential scorcher with clear skies and a force 5 wind blowing from the north east. Joy of joys, for once the wind was working in our favour. We motored out of the cala, unfurled the genoa, switched off the engine and sailed, yes sailed, the 10 miles down the coast to Porto Colom.

Porto Colom is named for Christopher Columbus who, it is claimed, was born there. (Funny, he seems to have been born in lots of places.) The town sits on the shore of a large natural harbour, protected from the worst of the weather and once again we had booked a berth on the Ports IB website. Arriving at the pontoons there was no one around and no answer to our radio calls, so we tied up and went to the office. The staff were very helpful and let us stay where we were, so we went exploring.

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Porto Colom Harbour

The day had turned out to be very hot and we had little inclination to do much, but we found a great retaurant, Restaurante Mestral, where we ate that evening.

9th August 2016                          Porto Colom

Jobs day. Jacquie wasn’t feeling very well, possibly due to dehydration as the temperature had soared over the past few days. Andrew and Andrea from Chin Chin, who we had met at Porto Cristo were anchored in the bay and they came over in their tender to say hello. In the afternoon we found a launderette and got our washing up to date. Oh how domesticated we are!

10th to 12th August 2016          Porto Colom

We spent the next few days around Porto Colom catching up with admin, cleaning and restocking the boat and exploring the town. On the north side of the bay is the old town which is worth exploring. It is laid out in a grid pattern with a central square dominated by the inevitable church, but on one side we found a great bar/restaurant where we spent an hour sheltering from the rain, which had surprisingly started as we arrived at the bar. Great timing. We spent some time with Andrea and Andrew with whom we were rapidly becoming firm friends. For our last evening we went back to the Mestral for a meal before departing for Palma the next day.

 

 

Author: chrisgowers

Retired pilot now sailing around the Mediterranean accompanied by my wife Jacquie.