2018 Season Three: Buddy Boat with Scott, Layla, and Isla

It was an amazingly calm morning and we overslept a little but got underway by 8.15 am. There was no wind for the first hour then light wind on the nose so we motor sailed to the big bay of Palma. Scotty and Layla were dropping the owners off down town, and we ended up arriving at the anchorage behind Las Illetas at the same time. It was pretty busy and also fairly “rock and rolley”, but the afternoon breezes typically died at night around these parts, so we found a patch of sand and set the hook.

Minutes later I swam up to check on the anchor (dug in nice and deep with sand all around it, perfect!), then swam on to say a first hola to Scotty and Layla (and baby Isla), whom we’d last seen at their wedding in May. Todd swam over, and we had a quick tour of the commodious Lagoon 62 before deciding to head for a bite around the corner at a bay side open air restaurant. It’s summer in the Med so there were all nationalities represented and our waitress was a young English lass. The beer and sangria’s were cold and refreshing, and the selection of tortas (baguette sandwiches) hit the spot. It was very sunny and our seating area had no umbrella until Todd and Scotty made one for us out of broken parts they found back against the wall. It worked great for shade, you just couldn’t stand up under it, but the waitress was a champ and kept up the great service.

After lunch we did a tour of the anchorage admiring the local craft and mega yachts. When we saw the 2 huge power yachts/ships , both with 5 tier slides deployed, it was like a scene from “Below Deck’s Mediterranean” and we knew the crew were hating life getting those monsters deployed! One of these ships had an inflatable jungle gym, dinghy, seadoo, tied off the stern, and later on we saw someone using a “water powered jet pack”.

We spent a fun evening catching up, sharing tales of trying to get a boat contract completed in France, (the owners of the Lagoon were still waiting on a dishwasher, loungers for the fly bridge, and various other items as well as a few warranty issues), and reminiscing about the cruise in Mexico where we had met Scotty.

The next morning we got up early and headed to marina Calanova, where the Lagoon had a slip for a few nights in order to collect the dishwasher which they were told would be there (it didn’t arrive). We anchored off the marina entrance and I buzzed Todd out in the dinghy to intercept the big boat so he could give them a hand with mooring (if needed).

 The marina staff brought the guys back with news that Right Meow could stay at their work dock for a few nights, so in we went. Francisco was present to assist with the lines and we were soon tied up. Marina time is always a good time to clean…clean the boat which was filthy after a week, have a long shower and scrub, do all the laundry, clean floors and windows/ports, and run the air conditioner as it was in the 90’s every afternoon and evening.

There was a check of all systems and walk around deck looking for broken fittings or chafed lines. After engine room checks it was discovered we had salt water intrusion in the oil for the port sail drive so we would need to get that changed. We made a few lists for the chandlery and the supermarket, and had a good long sleep.