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Back to Elan Valley…

Words cannot give me a reality I learned this harshly They only indicate They only point I want to reach beyond words And I now know only nature can teach that to me…

After Ripping Our Balloner...

After ripping our ballooner the sea was dark and the coast hardly visible 15 miles away. The sea had built as 2-metre waves pushed us from behind. We took two quick waves forward and then stalled in the trough of the third. We had poles on either side to keep an even strain on the mast. The genoa was held out to the port side and the pole stopped it from collapsing as the boat stalled. To move the sail to the starboard side was a serious mission and one I didn’t really want to attempt in big seas as the boat pitched in the dark. Fortunately, the wind didn’t change direction and we sailed for three days with the genoa poled out as the wind pushed us along from behind. As we reached Cabo de Gata, on the extreme southeastern tip of Spain, the wind turned to the left pushing us all the way to Ibiza.