We saved a dog 🐕‍🦺! - Talamanca, Ibiza

Julie

The crossing between Ibiza and Formentera began as quite a bumpy ride. The sea was restless, filled with boats and speeding ferries that created significant waves. It was a jolting journey, but we managed to navigate through the chaos without any problems. Unfortunately, there was still an annoying swell coming from the east, causing us to roll back and forth constantly. The prospect of experiencing the same rocking in the anchorage wasn't exactly inviting. Once we arrived in the bay, it turned out to be quite crowded with boats. We had to search for a suitable spot free of posidonia. Thankfully, the Donia app helped us find a larger, slightly deeper sandy area. After anchoring, Greg suddenly felt unwell; a stubborn virus had taken hold of him, so he crawled into bed, completely exhausted. That evening, we decided to take the dinghy to shore, armed with our trusty trolley. Off to the Mercadona we went! After a long walk of 2.5 kilometers, we hauled a full cart of groceries back to the boat. Our pantry was finally well-stocked again. The next morning was spent at a laundromat, something we desperately needed. It had been almost a month since we last did laundry and the pile of dirty clothes was enormous. While the machines ran, we enjoyed some snacks and drinks. Later that afternoon, thanks to a tip from other sailors, we found a water tap nearby. With our containers, we managed to get 40 liters of water into the tank, which was crucial because it had been nearly empty after a month. The weather forecast looked less promising, predicting strong winds of nearly 40 knots. Greg was still sick, so I decided to take the night watch. The wind started to pick up during the night, and while I stayed alert, I suddenly noticed a catamaran next to us breaking free from its anchor. Fortunately, the owner started the motor just in time, preventing a collision with another catamaran. I stayed vigilant until around 4 AM, after which Greg took over. Thankfully, the wind had calmed down by morning. Greg, completely worn out, took a nap that lasted nearly 36 hours. I wasn't sure if you could still call that a nap. Two days later, something unexpected happened. While I was still half-asleep, I suddenly heard Greg calling in a panic, "Come quick!" I jumped out of bed and rushed outside. There, behind our swimming ladder, I saw a black dog struggling in the water. Without thinking, I ran to the ladder and pulled the dog, Pampa, out of the water. We set her in the cockpit, where she immediately shook herself off, giving us a good salty shower. She was clearly exhausted but happy to be rescued. Eventually, we managed to reach her owner, who was incredibly relieved and grateful. As a thank-you, we even received a bottle of wine and croissants. By noon, we visited the old town of Ibiza, Dalt Vila. It was beautiful and charming, with a photogenic alley around every corner. We walked all the way around the city walls and then discovered a less touristy part of town. At Dakuma Ramen, we found a fantastic lunch menu and enjoyed a delicious meal. That evening, we stopped by to see our neighbors from the boat Just Go. Pampa, the dog we rescued, greeted us with enthusiasm. We had a wonderful evening together, filled with good conversations. The next day, Greg called the harbor in Eulalia and to our surprise, they still had a spot for us. We raised anchor and set course for our next destination.

Boat & Crew

El Burro

Swallow Craft Design Group, Swift 33

Gregory Ramis Ferriol

Owner

Finn

Pet, Male

Nelly

Pet, Female

Julie

Owner