Time to claim Asylum: Palma, Mallorca

(Disclaimer: OK, as I – Thane- write this, it is June 22. We flew to Mallorca on June 5; so we admit we’ve been having so much fun that we have not kept up with sail asylum.com. However, the wind is blowing like stink today as we are safely tucked in a marina in Calvi Corsica. So it’s a good time to download a ton of photos and get caught up, at least a bit.)

Sunny Mallorca

In the last posting we were in France.. we drove back to Barcelona, checked in our car at the airport (we only added one scratch in over 1500 kilometers of touring) and flew to Palma. We again used airbnb to secure an apartment… just a couple blocks off the waterfront.. lined with marinas. This “flat” was marvelous… two bedrooms with a balcony overlooking Joan Muri street. Newly remodeled. Lovely times ten.

Our "apartment"

Could stay here a month

We had a couple days prior to Dockwise arriving with Asylum, so naturally we scoped out the area. First up was finding a marina.. and a berth.. to hole up in when Asylum came so we could recommission the boat. We walked to Club Del Mar only to learn they could not assure us of a spot.. hmmm. So we walked out and came upon the Bavaria office and stopped in to say hi. There we got valuable advise as to where to find a berth (Real Club Nautico) and various other tidbits.

Finally the fateful day arrived: June 8. At 7am we were to be in the captains office of the transport ship Super Servant 4.. the DockWise ship with Asylum aboard. We had not seen a cloud in all of Palma since our arrival, but that morning.. of course.. it was raining. Mr. Worrywart was concerned that getting a cab may be harder because of the rain.. and at 6:30am on a Saturday morning.. there was no traffic on the street. We went downstairs to street level and.. zoom.. a cab went by. RATS. If we’d only…
Needless to say, another cab came by within minutes and the world was saved.

arriving at the ship

and there she is.. in the sardine can

men in wetsuits pull the jackstands out of position so we can "float off"

We waited for the ones behind us...

..then we were told to "reverse.." Notice the intense concentration of the captain and the carefree wave of the dockhand

...successfully backed out of the stern of the DockWise ship!

We radioed the marina for our berth location.. and were told we’d have to wait until noon, when our slip would be vacated. Noon? It was barely 10 am. We had no sails on, no anchor on, were low on fuel (since DockWise didn’t want to transport boats full of fuel.. more weight) and the prospect of motoring in circles in a choppy bay with more rain on the way .. was less than exciting. Being Saturday, the marina was understaffed, but a man in a dinghy came up to our boat and told Brenda that we could occupy Slip R11 54. Horray. He asked if we needed assistance or if we could med moor ourselves.. (squeeze in between two boats without a dock on either side, secure the stern without hitting the dock, then taking a line that is attached to the quay and taking it, hand over hand, to the bow and securing the front of the boat. Easy. Never done it (except in Greece in 2000 and we had the help of the Sunsail floatilla guides.) Brenda said we’d give it the old college try. Pretty sure the guy didn’t speak that much English, but off he went. We then had to FIND dock R11 slip 54, then back into it. Fortunately, Brenda grabbed a map of the layout of the marina the day prior when we visited… The wind was clocking up and more rain was about to start as I started my reverse approach. I would have done an even better job of docking.. except that Slip 54 was occupied. We were being blown downwind badly.. so we bailed and headed toward Slip R11 50.. turns out that was the one we were supposed to be in anyway… Asylum is one of few boats under 40 feet long with a bow thruster. I gave Cal and Linda some grief about that prior to buying their boat.. but I was assured there would be times in ugly tight situations that the bow thruster would save my butt. This was certainly one of them. As I slowly wedged the 13 foot wide butt of Asylum into the slot that looked 8 feet wide, I was able to keep the bow from being blown off downwind .. via the bow thruster. Whew.

Once tied in, and the rain passed, Brenda and I started the three day chore of recommissioning the boat.. installing solar panels, filling water tanks. Plugging into the 220v power and discovering I’d forgotten to unplug a power strip of chargers first (oops, my BOCSH charger is no more) Grocery shopping. Putting on the sails at midnight when the wind subsided. Figuring out a boarding plank or gangplank to bridge the jump of the dock to the boat… All kinds of work.. but in a sunny, hot location and lots of great food to be discovered.. more on that later.

Asylum safely moored stern to. A bit of a jump to get onboard...

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