After a couple of days on Formentera we sailed back to Ibiza and nestled into the sheltered anchorage of Cala Jondal amongst an indulgence of super yachts (please get in touch if anyone knows the correct collective noun!) We didn't know it yet but we were to be anchored here for three nights while we rented a car to explore inland, climbed around inside the anchor locker and had a relaxing night in a real bed.
As I replaced parts of the winch it became apparent that the damage was worse than expected and would require even more parts to fix. We also noticed water sloshing around in the bilge. A quick taste confirmed it was fresh water and I traced it back to a corroded and leaking water heater. To be fair the old heater is 16 years old and probably due to be replaced anyway, they're not cheap through.
After the second order of parts and a bit more crawling around on the bow we were back in business and no longer had to haul the anchor up by hand. The water heater can wait until winter.
While at anchor in Cala Jondal we were picked up by our friends Agata and Jean Luc and whisked up to their beautiful finca in the hills for supper and some breathtaking views. Jean Luc introduced us to his mouthwatering salted fish recipe and we met their lovely friend Gerard who also spend a few months here every year.
The following day we picked up a little hire car from the airport to explore the island. Surprisingly the hire car only cost €10 for two days but they managed to persuade me that insurance for an additional €69 is essential in Ibiza! We headed past the chandlery to pick up some parts for the winch and then headed to a secret little Cala that Agata recommended. The Fiat was a little out of it's depth descending the rocky track but managed to make it up and down.
After a swim and a couple of coffees we pulled over in the little village of St Juan and discovered a great place for a drink called The Giri Cafe. This was the first Agrotouirism spot for the day -a place that grows much of it's own ingredients on site.
Continuing on the Agrotoursim theme we found another recommendation by Agata; Cas Gasi -a truly special place. We arrived to find closed gates so we buzzed the intercom and were allowed in. On arrival we were greeted and taken on a tour of the hotel and it's grounds. Having come from the beech were dressed like bums but treated like royalty. We decided to stay for the most delicious supper along with only one other couple dining.
All this time Bumblebee was resting at anchor in Cala Jondal. This was beginning to feel like home -we tried hanging out Blue Marlin but felt much more comfortable at Tropicana Beach Club. Julia was keen on their breakfasts and I liked the quiet bay for working on the winch, which by the way was finally fixed after one more trip to the chandlery. This time we went by taxi and then walked on into Ibiza Old Town to explore and meet up again with Agata and Jean Luc. We ate in our old favourite tapas restaurant; La Bodega.