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Es Vedra – weird stuff

February 6th, 2009

Last December in 2007 the crew went on a hike to the pirate tower overlooking Es Vedra – as we were revisiting them and putting them up on the ibiza winter.com site we remembered this image.

On the hike we took a gps device to record the route so we could plot it easily later on.

When we got the data off and plotted it in google earth we got the following path – needless to say we didnt suddenly sprout wings and weren’t able to fly at 300mph (which is what the gps device was telling us)

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Es Vedra, Ibiza

January 30th, 2009

We took this photo of Es Vedra off the southern coast of Ibiza today:

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Es Vedra, Ibiza

December 25th, 2008

es vedra, ibizaThere are probably very few people by now who have never heard of the magical island of Es Vedra off the coast of Ibiza.

Back in hippy times, the little island off the Cala d’Hort coast was the stuff that legends are made of. People spoke of UFO sightings and magnetic fields that made compass dials spin as soon as they came close.

Es Vedra really does have something mysteriously majestic about it. Esoteric groups believe it gives off an energy field, but even the rest of us are inspired to dream by the sheer beauty of the location.

es vedra, ibizaWe have often written about the Cala d’ Hort bay and the islands of Es Vedra and Es Vedranell, but this time, we have a new recommendation to offer: take advantage of a cooler afternoon to go for a walk up to the platform under the Torre des Savinar watchtower, sit down and enjoy the impressive view out from Ibiza’s craggy coast, with Atlantis down below and the island’s landmark straight ahead.

This is the view that very people have ever seen – the view from Es Vedra to Ibiza:.
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Thank you to Karen E Robinson for kindly sending us the photos

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Discovering Ibiza: a journey to Atlantis

October 20th, 2008

I am the worst sort of explorer, in that I am always stubbornly and vocally un-interested in something unless it’s something I’ve discovered.

True to form I have always publically yawned over Atlantis – Ibiza’s “secret” beach. The locals assure me it is no more or less than a rather nice beach and that’s good enough for me.

However, one of my best mates was over from London for the weekend. He’d found Atlantis on his last visit and – like any good evangelist – wasn’t going to let me off the hook till I’d found it too. So off we go in the hire car with a bottle of water, a camera and some sensible shoes.

Lucky it’s one of those glorious Mediterranean autumn days where the sky is hazy blue and the sun is a silky gold as melting butter.

The first leg of our hike takes us to the most incredible view of Es Vedra I’ve ever seen. I spin in dazed circles around the top of the lookout tower, as enchanted as Alice in Wonderland.

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Next up, the fun stuff. A slip-slidey journey down towards a narrow spit of land. Jumping from rock to rock, skidding on loose gravel, occasionally grabbing onto an errant pine branch and clinging for dear life. Above us, climbers are traversing a proper cliff, brightly coloured ropes swaying in the light breeze as they call to each other. They are enviably calm.

I nearly panic when I have to shimmy down a couple of metres of sloping stone to reach the fabled pool at Atlantis. (The only thing I’m more afraid of than heights is spiders, or possibly vice versa, depending on the height and/or size of spider involved.)

When I stop hyperventilating and look around I am dumbfounded. Blunt columns of soft, oatmeal-coloured stone frame the opal sea. Tiny speckled fish dart above shallow, rectangular steps showing where indifferent rock was quarried into a pool. Stone cairns of various sizes are dotted around and swirling, primitive faces break the right-angle lines of earlier craftsmen.

Finally, I get it.

Atlantis too

Over dinner with my housemate’s visiting parents I pull out the camera. “Have you heard about Atlantis? It’s this secret beach… It’s amazing…”

Yep. I’ve officially joined the ranks of the Atlantis bores!

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Photos “from” Es Vedra, Ibiza

August 20th, 2008

There are thousands of photos taken of Es Vedra but it’s not very often you see photos taken from Es Vedra itself, however Karen E. Robinson emailed us with her photos she took on Es Vedra – we are eternally grateful and are happy to plug her startup company www.genasun.com – especially given the nature of it which is all about energy saving.
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Es Vedra – here we come

August 7th, 2008
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Not yachting like a millionaire…

Cala d’Hort is an imposing cove and a popular beach – but with limited parking. At the foot of the steep hill that leads to the beach there is a sign indicating the presence of a car park, but you have to go around the roundabout to be able to get into it.

Car park is probably not the correct adjective for this little camino that winds its way into the forest, but by the time you find somewhere to park your car you’ll be past caring.

es vedraAs we manoeuvre into a spot we see six large Senegalese men emerge from an impossibly small car bearing sun glasses and watches. This is not a good sign and before we’ve finished a beer we’ve met four of them, but politely refused to part with our money. Oh well – only two to go… It’s almost reminiscent of Morroco.

Fortunately we have a devious plan that should confound them. An unusual boat charter service operates from this beach whereby you can hire an inflatable speed boat and leave the ‘looky looky’ men waving their sunglasses in dismay as you leave them in your wake.

es vedraToni Pujoleti, who came up with this brilliant charter idea (which requires neither license nor previous experience!), shows us how to fire up the engine and we head for the open sea.
To be honest it took three attempts to work out which way to flick the on/off switch whilst in neutral, rather than in gear, and at the same time twist the throttle in the right direction rather than stall the vehicle.

During this time the breeze has blown us onto the boundary rope of the swimming area that we now have to cross without scything through the rope or fouling the propeller. This is exciting stuff and we’re only 20 metres from the beach so far.

es vedraAt last we’re off and, as with driving somebody else’s car, I’m feeling confident and putting the craft through its paces – much to the delight of the lucky holidaymakers on the now distant beach.

We chug around the iconic island of Es Vedra admiring its spectacular design and looking for goats, but with no joy. As we round the far end we encounter a landing jetty at the foot of a set of steps that lead up to the tiny lighthouse.

On any other day I would probably have fallen for the temptation and disembarked onto the third most magnetic point on the planet’s surface, but another of Toni’s boats had beaten us to it and its occupants were cavorting around the lighthouse in the nude.

My companion and I agreed that this was not a day for making new friends and, after all, it’s illegal to set foot on Es Vedra without permission from the government. We didn’t see any policemen and don’t know how much the fine would be, but I felt that my decision not to land would have been that of any other naval Master and Commander as we took on the big waves on the far side of Es Vedra. Everything was under control, or was it…

At this point my companion, by now referred to as the bosun, finally succumbs to the island’s magnetism and leaps overboard to fetch a couple of shells, some seaweed and a photo opportunity.

I, in the meantime, master the gearbox as I try not to hit any rocks while the current carries me in towards the intimidating island. It turns out that there are only two gears – forwards and backwards – and the steering is the opposite way round to what you’re used to on wheels. It’s a bit like a learning curve…

es vedraSome time passes, but eventually the bosun manages to catch up with the boat and attempts to rejoin the party. After a few hilarious attempts to climb aboard gracefully, she asks for the assistance that I should, apparently, have offered in the first place. As I haul her in and she thrashes around in the water, I wonder how much fish fetches per kilo nowadays.

Suitably exercised we decide to avoid the heavy open sea, where at speed we’d taken off on several occasions to land with a spanking on the boat’s metal floor. Max Moseley would have enjoyed it immensely! So we followed the lee of the dinosaur island of Es Vedranell. The views of the two islands close up are incredible, but still no goats…

Tomorrow’s installment of our boat trip sees us heading over to Atlantis – and a novel way of getting rid of jellyfish….

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