We reach the Mediterranean

When we arrive in a new place, we always check out the possibility to anchor. In Cádiz, the pilot books mentioned an anchorage not far from the city. We checked it out but the location and water depth weren’t great and the wind would pick up the next day, so we decided to use the marina (America Marina). The next day we walked into the city.


Cádiz is one of the oldest continuously inhabited cities in Western Europe and is situated on a narrow slice of land surrounded by the sea. It has many attractive viewpoints and well-preserved historical landmarks. The old part of the city consists of narrow winding streets connecting plazas with restaurants, markets, churches and so on. There are also numerous parks with exotic plants and giant trees supposedly brought to Spain by Columbus from America.

We walked along the city wall enjoying the views, the parks and the history of the town. But we couldn’t visit Cádiz without seeing the famous Cádiz Cathedral. Luckily it was open to visitors. Especially the view from the clock tower was amazing. Afterwards, we walked into the maze of narrow streets and stumbled upon a food market. We bought fresh tuna steaks and walked back to the marina.

We were leaving the next day, so there was no point in staying in the marina, so we sailed across the bay and found an anchorage just outside Puerto Sherry. We rafted up with Cherie and had a very nice dinner with tuna steaks on the grill.

Flamingos in the sky and Africa on the horizon

The next day we sailed to Barbate. On our way there we saw a big flock of flying flamingos and on the horizon a new country appeared – but not only a new country – a new continent – it was Morocco and Africa. At that point we really felt being far from Denmark and also proud that we had sailed our home all this way. 

On the morning of the 27th of September we left Barbate and our destination was the Bay of Gibraltar. As always the day started out calm and we had to motor sail along the coast towards Tarifa and the southernmost point of mainland Spain. Once we turned east the wind picked up from behind and we had the current with us. We turned off the engine and was flying doing 8-9 knots in the Strait of Gibraltar. Europe to starboard and Africa to port. What a great feeling.

The bay of Gibraltar

When we turned into the Bay of Gibraltar we took down the sails and motored our way through all the commercial ships. We hadn’t booked the marina until the next day, so we dropped the anchor in front of the beach in northern part of the bay. It was warm and sunny so we took our new dinghy to shore and went for a swim and played beach tennis. After dinner we sailed to an anchorage just next to Alcaidesa marina. The swell was a bit uncomfortable by the beach and this way we could easily and quickly enter the marina the next day. This was a much better anchorage. No swell and a fantastic view of the bay, La Linea and the Rock of Gibraltar, which was glowing pink in the sunset.

We went to bed exiting to finally have reached the Mediterranean and looking forward to exploring Gibraltar. We have seen and heard so much from this place and now we could finally experience it ourselves.