Your dreams will follow you to your death 

3.2. 2026, 19:50 Puerto Mogán, anchor It’s Tuesday, and here's an update -  It was a lot from the last time - so shortly: I planned to go to Las Palmas, but I got sick, accidentaly stayed in the most depressive harbour on the Canaries I’ve ever been too, and then went back to Puerto Mogán for my lazybag, which is getting finished now adjustment by adjustment. Maňana. Canarian style. If you know, you know. Whilst I was in Mogán, I started advertising myself for work. For thos

1.1.2026, 0000, Gran Canaria Sitting in my saloon accompanied by Rafael and a bottle of non-alcoholic champagne. Yes, I will call it champagne, so I can keep at least some of the feeling I remember. Seeing the fireworks made me feel incredibly grateful for the last year. It was a lot of pain, some joy, and an incredible amount of progress. I wonder when I will stop wanting to progress. Hopefully never, but maybe I will. When I'll consider that it is enough. And not that now i

16.10. - 25.12.2025, Anfi del Mar There’s a lot that happened.  From Valle Gran Rey, I went back to Tenerife, to the north, for a doctor's appointment to discover that I, indeed, don’t have cancer. Which was great info, given what would happen after.  From Radazul, I planned to anchor for one day on Playa Antequera at the very tip of Tenerife and then cross to Las Palmas de Gran Canaria on these supposed westerlies. Those completely disappeared, and since my family was visiti