The last adventure of 2015, climbing at Cala Magraner on New Years Eve.
I could have stayed right here for a week at least.
And considering the frankly fun and/or farcical nature of the evening in Palma it may have been wise! (Three french lads, lacing corsets, flamenco guitar and Tapas, bad German dance music, Herbs de Mallorca (calm down it’s a drink – green though), lost on tiny streets… and a lot more you just couldn’t make up.
Back to the climbing though! I think you can find any style you like here, from juggy slabs (big holds on a easy to walk up wall) to crimpy overhangs (teeny tiny holds and you’re practically upside down). There are short challenging routes where the dry riverbed first curls round to open onto the deep cove, here the cliff rises up along the shingle to the bright blue waters and the long routes (simple and technical requiring balance or hard pulls all the way up – take your pick) take you high above the bay looking back along the gorge to the Olive groves above. Five of the routes are only accessible at low tide unless you have a submersible belayer (i.e your climbing partner can hold their breath and you have a waterproof rope!)
The place is breathtaking, the climbing is gorgeous, it was balmy warm tshirt and shorts weather and I got in a lunchtime run. That plus the company, meeting up with the girls again, a bit of Yoga, paddling in the sea and rescuing gear for a German couple (Roly, Rik, if you read this please know that again and again I am grateful for your training and advice).
I don’t think I would have asked for a better day