Menorca - we could spend a lot longer here!

Whilst enjoying the tranquility of our (nudist) bay in Mallorca, a French couple on a yacht told us that our lives would be incomplete if we did not visit Ciutadella, Menorca.  30 gentle miles later we arrived at the entrance to the little creek that conceals Ciutadella.

                   Traditional Menorcan fishing dinghies,and loads of restaurants

We anchored up, and set off in the trusty dinghy (thanks, Pete Fletcher, your engine is still going strong) and this is what we found.

                                                  On the way up to the Town Centre

                                                   Town Hall and Tourist Office

                       LOTS of opportunities to buy shoes, as long as you like this type!

A fantastic market - fish and meat every day, but fruit and veg are only available once a week - and not while we were there.  So much for the healthy mediterranean diet!

                                                    Fish caught by Vicenta's Boat

                                                             The Meat Market

                                           The Fish Market - Established 1895

We spent a lovely few days in Ciutadella, enjoying wondering round the old town and even had a meal out in the port.  Naturally the sunsets were beautiful.

                                        Sunset, as seen from our anchorage, Ciutadella.

Having had our fill of civilisation and culture, we moved round the North of the island to Fornells, the home of Menorca Sailing.

                         The entrance to Fornells Bay - Spain's answer to Beachy Head?

                                        The view from inside the bay, looking out.

And the view from the land, looking down the bay.  The harbour is hiding there, on the right but we're anchored in the bay, far left.

                                  And our big brother is looking after us (Ovni 495)

This is really cute, in a VERY touristy way - the water is so clear you can hardly see it, and the traditional fishing boats are immaculate. We have just been politely requested to move over, as there is a major Fishing Boat Admiration Event going on this weekend - they're like classic car enthusiasts!

                          These are the regulars, The Event hadn't started yet.

                        Water Grooming (no sand here to rake, so they catch jellyfish instead)

        Of course the British left their mark - evidence of one of their three take over bids!

No Spanish port (or maybe even Spanish town) is complete with out Art:

                                                                Beach Art

                                                                Chair Art

                                   Not many Nudists here, so they make do with chairs!

                                                 Another town, another sunset

  So, where to next?

Actually, the decision has been made - we are heading to Alghero, Sardinia to meet daughter Clare and Jamie who are coming for a week afloat.