Your dreams will follow you to your death 

My whole body gave up few days ago. I needed rest. I am used to stretching myself a lot before I find the limit. Or it finds me. But with every new experience I earn more knowledge, more praxis. It’s like little version of the big life mirroring itself in it’s function.  My head gets foggy as I approach my monthly scarlet yard sale. I can only recollect what happened in the last weeks. It was a lot and I feel like the whole world is falling down and I with it. But that’s the

15.10. 1845 - Valle Gran Rey, La Gomera It was a very smooth trip. Well, there was no wind, so we did about 6 hours motoring. Yes, she's fast. Engine or sails, she's like a dart through the air. Love her so much. Right after leaving Las Galletas, we encountered a line of pilot whales. I guess there were around 15, and they were swimming like cavalry right in front of my bow. That was a very emotional moment for me as I've felt my home again. Anyway, we're anchored! What I rea

14.10. Marina del Sur, Las Galletas Tomorrow is the day of leaving. I am in no rush to leave in the early morning since lately the wind has been close to zero, so we're probably going to motor the whole route anyway. I am looking forward to changing the environment a little bit. Got a tip from my friend for a bay Valle Gran Rey in La Gomera. I've never been to La Gomera. Well, once for a CAT engine servicing, which was nice in itself, but I haven't seen the island. Different