My favourite bay so far 😍

Julie

The sea is choppy, but seven miles later we’re anchored in the crater-like bay of Dwejra or Saint Lawrence, with the impressive Fungus Rock right beside us. Finding a good spot to drop anchor is a bit of a challenge: the seabed is covered in rocks and posidonia, with only the occasional patch of sand. After a few attempts and some frustrated shouting at each other, our anchor finally holds. The bay is absolutely stunning. Gozo keeps surprising us. For me, this is already the most beautiful anchorage we’ve ever stayed at. Towering cliffs almost completely surround us, and everywhere we look are inlets with mysterious caves. In the late afternoon, a 33-meter sailing yacht, PIAFFE DOS, drops anchor right next to us. Normally yachts of that size anchor farther away from smaller boats, but in this bay it’s impossible. An impressive ship indeed! With snorkel and fins, I dive into the water. Once again, it’s a beautiful snorkeling spot. I swim up to the caves, push aside my fears and venture into the dark water. No moray eels or other creepy sea creatures spotted (thankfully), but it feels pretty special to snorkel inside a cave. In the evening, we witness the most spectacular sunset we’ve ever seen. Just through a small opening in Fungus Rock, the sun peeks out one last time. Breathtaking! It felt like the whole bay fell silent for a moment. That night, I wake up to strange bird sounds. Luckily, we had read about this in the Navily reviews, otherwise I would have been completely puzzled. I had no idea shearwaters (birds) could make such bizarre noises. Even Finn looks surprised. Strangely, you don’t see many “regular” gulls here. Greg looked it up: apparently, people in Malta have a long history of hunting birds. Poor Finn, he doesn’t like the Maltese islands much anyway. I crawl back into bed and enjoy a night without swell. Wonderfully peaceful! The next day, we head out for a walk despite the heat. We easily park the dinghy and climb up, first to the Inland Sea (a small inlet of seawater that you reach through a cave) and then on to the village of San Lawrenz. There, preparations for the festa are in full swing: enormous flags already wave proudly in the wind. We stop for a bite at Ta’Dbiegi Cafeteria (a Ftira, a local specialty, and a salmon sandwich) and wander through the craft village. After a quick supermarket stop for fruit, we brave the heat on the way back, ending the day with a cozy barbecue, the second in a row. The following day I don’t feel so great, so I sleep a lot. It’s the weekend, so the bay is quite busy. Meanwhile, Greg is tinkering with our drone. With little hope, we press the start button… and to our surprise, we hear the familiar start-up sound and see the lights flashing. It’s alive! There’s still an error with the back vision sensor, but Greg quickly fixes it. We still have to test it in flight, but this already feels like a small victory. That evening, the loud fireworks of the San Lawrenz festa dominate the soundscape. Nelly hates it, but Finn doesn’t seem too bothered. The next morning, our anchor, slightly wedged between some rocks, comes up without any trouble. Time to set off for the next beautiful bay.

Boat & Crew

El Burro

Swallow Craft Design Group, Swift 33

Gregory Ramis Ferriol

Owner

Finn

Pet, Male

Nelly

Pet, Female

Julie

Owner