20th June

Last night was at anchor in a narrow deep cove. We were close in with a kedge anchor to limit our swing. We were fine all day bobbing comfortably a few metres from a sheer rock face. With darkness the rock seemed ever nearer, looming above us in the moonlight. Perhaps I should have anchored further out. Lucinda and I both had a fretful and sleep deprived night fearing that the anchor might drag again. In the morning light everything once again was tranquil and we hadn't budged from where we started off. I received a text with the tragic news from Brazil about England. We have now rounded the north west tip of Mallorca. As we turned the corner the dramatic cliffs, caves and coves gave way to open beaches, low hills and blocks of hotels and flats. We're back in civilisation. We've anchored behind the point de la Avanzada, opposite the Puerto De Pollensa.