In May we took the choice to leave the marina, despite there being a 12nm navigation limit at that time, imposed during the easing of lockdown restrictions. The marina fees were eating large chunks out of our income, after all, we usually only spend a handful of nights in a marina during a typical sailing season in the Med. Mentally, we also wanted to be free of the land constraints: we felt much safer out at anchor than living in a busy city.
Luckily for us, there are anchorages within the 12nm limit that would provide shelter from both east and west winds. And so we headed west for Cabo Tinoso.
The anchorages on the east side of the cape really are wild. No facilities, weak internet signal and amazing scenery of jagged peaks, rolling hills and rocky outcrops, dotted with splashes of pink oleander and yellow wildflowers. Crowning it all is the shear headland of Cabo Tinoso.
During several days of light winds and under blue skies we enjoyed swimming, kayaking and socialising with the other boats that had come out from the marina. It was a hot few days and the cool water was wonderfully refreshing. A huge sand patch made anchoring easy, clear blue water allowed us to see the fish swimming by. It was idyllic.
The Cannons of Los Castellitos
There are several walks from easy to adventurous. The 583km long GR92 hiking route which runs along the majority of the Spanish Mediterranean coast, passes right by the anchorage and provides a straight forward route to the cannons of Castillitos out on the headland, albeit with 220m of climb.
We’d already visited the cannons in February with a hire car and had nervously driven the narrow, switch back road out to the end of the slim finger of rock that is Cabo Tinoso.
Perched around the headland are a number of gun emplacements and attached batteries. It was built in the 1920s as a means of protecting Cartagena, whose sheltered waters harboured the Spanish navy. The batteries were constructed in a modernist style, so rather than looking functional, they could easily pass as a fairground fantasy park. A number of British Vikers guns were installed: three 152.5mm anti-shipping guns and two enormous 381mm guns, capable of hitting a target up to 35km away. The guns remain to this day, their long snouts pointing out to sea.
The area is free to visit and we were able to explore the long, dark passages along which the shells were moved from storage to gun along a network of cables.
As we wandered the area, we pointed out the anchorages below us with their huge areas of sand. We commented how nice they looked, but little did we know they’d become our refuge in a few months time.
With winds forecast to change to blow from the east, most boats headed back to the marina, whilst four set off to go around to the west side of the headland, to anchor off the beach of Azohia. Again, we had clear blue water and a large patch of sand but also the convenient amenities of a Spar supermarket and bins to dispose of our accumulated debris. There was even a concrete pier to which we could safely tie the dinghy, although we had to make sure we kept out of the way of the working fishing boats.
There were downsides – at the weekend we were plagued by jetskiers riding stupidly close to the anchored boats and there was the guy who left his small powerboat at anchor and swam ashore for the night. The next morning, we woke to a bumping against the hull and found the powerboat trying to snuggle up close to Emerald.
We also had a couple of days of strong winds to sit out with gusts barrelling down the hillsides and across the water. We made a video about them, which you can view here on our YouTube channel (if you like, you could give us a subscribe please!).
With the water so clear, we worked on cleaning the barnacles from the hull and propeller, although now the air temperature had dropped, getting into the sea wasn’t quite the pleasant experience it had been a week ago. We did several more walks – the GR92 passes right by again – and restocked on the British products we miss with a trip to the Tesco store in Puerto de Mazarrón. We like to occasionally have a reminder of home.
We took three walks in the area, each of them very different.
The first follows the coastline along to Isla Plana, the path is very easy to follow, half tiled footpath and half hard packed sand, all of it flat apart from a set of steps.
At Isla Plana was a nicely set out boardwalk around some Roman ruins and a complete bathing house which allowed easy access to the sea. We also passed by a field of grass, with two concrete blocks that looked very like leading lines. Boats out at sea use leading lines to safely navigate into a port or around an obstacle for example. But we couldn’t see what this line’s purpose would have been, there didn’t seem to be anything significant in which to lead a boat to. A mystery!
In Spain, seasonally dry water courses are called ramblas and they’ve formed a part of many of our walks. The Rambla de la Azohia enters the bay having occasionally brought water from the distant hills. Given that we always see them as dusty, dry riverbeds, I struggle to imagine them with water in. However, given the land erosion along the banks, there must have been some significant water flow in this one’s history.
The third walk was the circuit of La Panaderia – an adventurous hike up a ridge line with striking views as a reward at the top. The path wasn’t so obvious in places, with cairns instead of the usual stripes to follow.
We also celebrated Emerald Day – 1st June is the anniversary of when we became her owners back in 2004. The sunset was spectacular that night, perfect for watching with a whisky to hand as we sat on deck and celebrated, reminiscing on the many adventures we’d had since then.
The fish here are caught using an ancient method where nets are laid in such a way as to funnel the fish towards the boats. Every spring, tuna migrate westwards from the Gibraltar Strait into the Mediterranean and these nets are laid between March and June to exploit this migration. It’s an ancient technique that we’ve seen mentioned in other parts of the Med, most memorably in the Egadi Islands off Sicily, but this area of Spain is the only one still using the method.
Just before we’d arrived, a 305kg tuna had been caught here, the largest ever landed in Spain.
When the Winds Blow West, Back East We Go
The winds switched to west, so off we went back around the other side. On a chart, the anchorage looked like it should be protected from south west swell, but no one had told the swell this and there was a definite slow rolling motion once we’d settled back on the anchor. I escaped to spend a few hours of the afternoon exploring a different part of the hills ashore, making the most of the wilderness. The places we’d visit this summer were unlikely to have this level of ruggedness and I wanted to soak in as much as I could. It was also a relief to be off the boat, my sea legs still haven’t found themselves this season.
And so, because of the lockdown limitations, we had visiting an area we would have otherwise sailed straight past. It would be unlikely we’d have the pleasure of such a wild anchorage again this summer, especially once more people are out and about.
The west winds were due to ease over the evening. It was an mildly uncomfortable few hours, but the roll did reduce and we got a reasonable nights sleep. But we didn’t fancy sitting it out for the next few days, especially as winds were forecast to be stronger: more wind equals a bigger swell.
Murcia is one of the smallest provinces in Spain and the coastline within it is not a long one. From Cartagena it is approx 35nm to Aguilas, it’s western edge or 35nm to the north of the Mar Menor. As the region had moved into Phase 2 on the 25th May, this became the area within which we could now officially navigate. The swell chased us off to try our luck with the Mar Menor.
The next morning we pushed on east, and what a day it turned out to be!
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