Cabo De Palos, Spain

The first night on anchor after a long period in the marina is always a relief. No matter how long or rough the journey to the anchorage was, no matter how nice the marina you’d just left was, and no matter how exhausting the anchoring process itself may have been, the moment you still the engine and sit down to have your well deserved dinner surrounded by nothing but clear blue waters and cliff sides you know it’s been worth it.  With that said, our journey over to Cabo de Palos was neither rough nor was the marina in Cartagena particularly lush, but the elation we felt was no lesser.

Not much to say about Cabo de Palos itself as we did not visit it, in fact, the closest we got to the town was the boulder in the water by the beach which we and a bunch of local teenagers climbed onto from the water in order to repeatedly jump off of.

After the swim and the jumping we returned aboard for a sunset dinner and an early night, as we planned on leaving first thing early in the morning towards the next charming anchorage.

Sometimes that’s all there is to a story.