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Rosas Bay

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6th May, 2018

After a superb curry courtesy of speciality Indian sous chef Tushar, followed by an evening of entertainment in the form of a Buddy Holly show the night prior, we awoke having crossed the border from France into Spain…but only just.

Yes, Rosas Bay (known locally as ‘Roses’) lies just south of the border and although still an active local fishing port, has now developed into a larger resort within the Santa Margarita district. As we approached our anchorage spot, just half a mile or so from the harbour entrance, the large golden sandy beach just to the south opened up into view nicely. The weather looked set for a fine day to run everyone ashore in our little tenders, with warm sunshine starting to poke through the early morning cloud and showers by mid-morning, and very calm wind & sea conditions.

The coastline here is a lovely mix of craggy, rugged rocks interspersed by golden sandy beaches, with not too many unsightly hotels spoiling the horizon. Nearby – and a spot visited by one of our organised tours – is the Cap de Creus Natural Park which, as its name suggests, houses absolutely no unsightly hotels but is home to the easternmost point on the Spanish coast. Cliffs that tumble into the sea here form the eastern foothills of the Pyrenees, the natural border between France & Spain.

Other tours disappeared off to local highlights including the historic village of Peralada (apparently where remarkable surrealist artist Salvador Dali now lies happily underground) and the slightly larger but no less historic Girona, the capital of the province. For those interested in Greek history here in the western Mediterranean, there was another organised trip to the unique archaeological site of Empuries – a town which later declined in importance in favour of Barcelona & Tarragona. But we are talking thousands of years ago here, so I’m told.

Well, all good ports of call must come to an end and on a sunny evening, with lots of local pleasure craft enjoying a Sunday pootle around the bay, we weighed anchor once everyone was back and proceeded out into a flat calm Mediterranean Sea, south-bound to our next port of Tarragona just 100 miles or so down the coast.

Captain Kim Tanner

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