Cala Torta, Mallorca, Spain

Cala Torta Mallorca Spain is where I really feel in love with the sea. It was my 2nd time snorkelling and I was amazed by how clear the water was, the baby fish swimming close to the surface, saddled sea breams curiously saying hi the humans. I was so sad leaving Mallorca thinking I couldn’t snorkel anymore back in Barcelona. Thankfully I was wrong. So many fish along the city beaches to snorkel at. 

Cala Torta is an amazing beautiful natural white sandy cove located on the northeast of the island, surrounded by the Llevant Peninsula Natural Park mountains. The cove, Cala Mitjana next door offers amazing psicobloc or deep water soloing climbing (I only know from climbing friends. I’m happy to climbing gym only). It’s 100% worth the walk down for about 1km or more if parking in the upper car park or driving 1km down a dirt track laden with the biggest pot holes. From the lower carpark it’s a short walk the the cove. There’s a small chiringuito however there are no facilities or toilets. Take more water than you think you’ll need as it was hot even at 17.00 in early August. 

The last part of the walk from both carparks leads you through the trees to the beach.

The rocks running along the right as you look out to sea. Their layer’s are fascinating how they were pushed up or layers of mud when formed.

Back in 2020 when covid travel restrictions were eased to travelling within your own county, Mallorca called. Taking the ferry from Barcelona to Mallorca instead of flying gave more packing options for snorkels purchased to take back for next year. The freedom at beaches not to wear masks, walking to and from the beach in the open air nobody wore a mask as was required back then. There was no one to govern the mask wearing. Everybody was happy to have a little bit of pre covid life back. 

No fish photos as I hadn’t got my underwater camera yet. I was captivated by the fish just being fish.

It can get deep quickly and when the wind’s from the North waves and undercurrents can spring up.

The way to spot any local Spanish, French to Italian beach is by the number of colourful parasols. Any beach were the parasols are all the same colour, generally means the loungers and parasols are rented are more touristic.

Walking back the car we chose the route leading to the cove next door, Cala Mitjana.

I took way too many photos.

The rocks this side were equally as pretty!

I’m always amazed where plants grow.

Cormorant

Way too many photos. Stay with me!

The vista at the top is magical in the sunset light.

Campers for the night.

The sunset light was so hazy.

I like to think this was their favourite spot to sit.

The path from Cala Mitjana. This path has less pot holes as I think it used more to access the rest of the coves snaking around the north part of the island.

Cala Torta dirt track.

Both dirt tracks lead back to the upper carpark.

Thank you for stopping by if you’ve made it this far!