Submitted by jono on 24 Apr 2019.

15th April - End of Day - Akliman

Cut the corner of a concave bend of coast. Wavey later and short on daylight hours, but wind forecast reassuring. Grey and rainy. In the gloom, swells and strengthened breeze sail beyond the northernmost point on the Turkish coastline, feeling as free as the dolphins. Round the headland and into Akliman as dark falls. Gentle low land and nice protected beach, but the feel of the place is unwelcoming. There's a local crowd around a shop and an ongoing dispute through the night, with police in periodic attendance.

Submitted by jono on 14 Apr 2019.

Sail from Eregli SC with company of Erdinc and once outside harbour am alone in the light fog. Paddle into earshot of the lighthouse and then beyond until its lonely call sounds faint. Wind comes in on the nose for some miles sailed. By landing time am well positioned to slip into a previously identified cove. A truly beautiful spot. Many wild birds, whose songs do not appear dulled by the abundant plastic trash. My spirits though are slightly dimmed: awe for nature accompanied by regret for the lost pristine-ness of natural spaces.

Submitted by jono on 05 Apr 2019.

A few days into the Black Sea and a wealth of experiences lived already. Time and energy only allowing for this no frills update:


Bosphorus pt 2. Escort from the coastguard and Edhem: a good wind and the current less fierce where the Strait is a little wider. Out and into the Black Sea. For the next 800 miles it will be "land on my right" (which is the great title from a for me inspiring book!)

Submitted by jono on 27 Mar 2019.

It will soon be two years that I have been windsurfing round Europe. Before that I circumnavigated Britain, via Ireland and Northern Ireland. I’ve met many people.

The family of the sea have of course been accepting. The nationality of a seafarer matters little, and there is none that does not drown. Every seafarer knows that the sea is bigger than they are. This knowledge unites them.

Submitted by jono on 24 Mar 2019.

The return to Turkey was on 15th March and the next day I slipped across the entrance of the Bosphorus to Istanbul Sailing Club. With no wind happening, and a strong current in the Strait to contend with, the next days were spent sightseeing and being very well looked after by all at Tuzla Sailing Club (a few miles to the south).

Although in theory waiting for southerly wind, a northerly eventually showed up on the forecast, so we confirmed the day with the coastguard, and got back to the eating nice Turkish food.

Submitted by jono on 21 Feb 2019.

I received a replacement Stohlquist Shift drysuit yesterday, which means I am all set for sailing again in a few weeks time. Thank you to Stohlquist, and here are a few snaps (one per coastline) from the journey.

Submitted by jono on 10 Feb 2019.

Since the beginning of this project my target had been to reach Russia. I’m relaxed about the sailing, eating, sleeping, and people - that will be fine. But borders and visas unsettle me more. The required authorizations are time consuming and sometimes costly to attain. And still uncertainties remain. They impinge upon appreciation of the day to day, like clouds that won’t clear.

Submitted by jono on 09 Jan 2019.

Pictures borrowed from Facebook - from friends at places I've recently passed through - confirm that this isn't really the time of year to be sheltering under a sail in the Eastern Mediterranean or Black Sea. No warming effect from the Atlantic this far east.

Submitted by jono on 02 Jan 2019.

A Happy New Year arrival in Istanbul yesterday, with dolphins coming to signal the turn in to the large bay where Mimarsinan Windsurf Club is located. For a number of reasons it makes sense to take an extended break here. I'll explain reasoning another time. For now, in a sense, if we are not quibbling about precise landing location, it's time to consider that this journey from the Arctic has now reached Asia.

Submitted by jono on 30 Dec 2018.

Canakalle to Gelibolu

Following wind that builds, 35+ knots for the final 8nm. Friendly shoreline where no industry to get past, and big lake conditions rather than open sea, so push on despite the beating. Can only hold rig for a few seconds at a time. A few hundred metres out waist-high chop to angle down, both hands up by boom clamp to dump all power, but too much to go far like this. Seek flatter water inshore, but snag a rock. Not a big snag - but the straw that breaks the donkey's back - and the fin tip is opened up like a blossomed flower.