My sister Anne who lives in Sevilla and also has an apartment in Zahara. We spent the day with her there, before moving on to Gibralter.
Sarah has long felt that I have an anchor fetish, so we had to take this picture! This is at Barbate.
The entrance to Barbate is heavily congested by these endless Tuna nets. Very impressive, but a pain to get round!
Approaching Gibraltar from the Atlantic.
Barbary ape alive and well and guarding the entrance to the network of tunnels under the rock.
Barbary ape taking a big interest in us!
View of the fog (Levanter) in Gibraltar from half way up the Rock, close to the entrance the military tunnels that riddle the Rock.
The Hunter Family, who joined us during their short visit to Gibraltar.

View of Gibraltar as we sailed out into the straits, heading for the Med.
Great sailing along the Costa del Sol
The evening sky at Velez-Malaga which is both pretty and a slight concern!
300 metre Container ship turning under our stern, well that is what ended up happening, but we were a litle nervous at this point!
Cory Shearwater. These birds contastantly swoop around us and are a real joy to watch.
Cory Shearwater. These birds contastantly swoop around us and are a real joy to watch.
Cory Shearwater. These birds contastantly swoop around us and are a real joy to watch.
Another Dophin visit. Not as spirited as the ones out in the Atlantic, but always facinating to see them play alongside us.
Fireworks in Almerimar. The Fiesta Virgen del Carmen is preceeded by daytime fireworks. H & S inspectors, look away now.....
Fireworks in Almerimar. Not sure that daytime fireworks work so well!
The Fiesta Virgen del Carmen, marching band.
The Fiesta Virgen del Carmen
Sunset over Cabo de Gata as we headed for Cartagena.
Sunset over Cabo de Gata as we headed for Cartagena.
Heading our way to Cartegena was this Regina 42.
Arctic Sunrise (Greenpeace) on patrol outside Cartagena Harbour. Not sure why she was on station here, but hope to find out!
Spanish Submarine leaving Cartagena.
Spanish Submarine crew, enjoying the view from their deckchairs?
Cartagena Waterfront as viewed from the Marina
Mini Felucca racing in the harbour at Cartagena
Approaching Greenwich Marina (Spain) where you can see the town up above and its approaches.
Superyacht in Greenwich Marina (Southern Spain)
Ibiza. This rock off one of the bays is not unlike a statue of Queen Victoria...perhaps.

Pedalo, Ibiza. Now that look like it might be more fun than the usual things.
Here I have our old camera as the nice new one (my birthday present?) has been taken over briefly by Sarah!
Dolphin caught in action. Might be getting the hang of this! Harder now to get pictures of them as they are very shy in the Med.
Serafina at anchor in Mahon (Menorca). This was a great anchorage in the approaches to Mahon.

Sunset over Mahon as we set out for Sicily.
Superyacht approaching Mahon. Yes those dots are full size people!
The one that got away. You need to read the log about all this!
Sharks circling the large tuna we had caught and were busy reeling in.
This one did not get away or get eaten by sharks!

Well we got it on deck which was a start.
15kgs of fresh tune (33lbs) weighs a lot when you hold it up! Luckily Sarah had just bought some fishing scales (to weigh gas bottles!) so we were able to see how big this beauty was.


Day three and tuna is getting a bit repeitive! Sort of like Christmas and all the re-incarnations of turkey! However, it does showcase Sarah's talents as a cook and improvisor.
Close to Sardinia and about the time our entire navigation system crashed.
Hazards off Trapani (Sicily) include these fast moving boys. No time to calculate constant bearings etc.
Approaching Trapani (Sicily). this small island is one of many guarding the approach.
Trapani City centre. This turned out to be a great place although quite hard to find our way around.
Trapani (Sicily) viewed from the fishing harbour.
View from Erice which is the town on top of the mountain that overlooks Trapani.
Erice. One of the forts protecting this hilltop town.
Erice. Another of the forts protecting this hilltop town.
One of Erice Churches, of which they have rather a lot for so small a town.


Norseman 90, our neighbour in Trapani.