Soller is where we started after an acrophobic trip over a mountain pass down to the port city. We had to brave a harbor with a bit of a roll in it. Ralph and I checked the weather in the papers in Madrid airport. They mentioned "marejadas", which turned out to mean rough seas that had been generated by a passing storm. The word, if you are familiar with Spanish, does evoke a vision of unpleasant seas. Some of the photographs on the starting page for Mallorca show those seas below a cliff.

The mountain pass we traversed to make it to Puerto Soller.

Looking back at the peaks surrounding the small port city.

Puerto Soller.

A typical style of Mallorcan fishing boat found all over the island.

A town nestled in the mountains above Puerto Soller.