Submitted by jono on 22 Mar 2018.

Spoiler Alert - this clip is SLOW TV!

I am super excited to offer you my contribution to the genre of Slow TV.

Inspired by Norwegian TV and their 134 hour live broadcast of a Hurtigruten ship sailing the whole Bergen to Kirkenes route.

You might get an idea of how this sort of sailing is kind of... meditative. The scenery is (somewhere) between Puerto de Vega, Asturias and Ribadeo, Galicia.

Turn the sound up for gurgling noises.

Submitted by jono on 15 Mar 2018.

Menorca is a good place to recharge batteries. I've been continuing a very simple life: some exercise, some work, occasional human contact. The borderline hermit life is restful. The shops are a long enough cycle away to encourage self sufficiency with what you have. The coastal paths are wild and empty. It's an island...

Submitted by jono on 12 Jan 2018.

I'd been hoping to sail continuously - that is whenever possible - and just doggedly push on through winter. But that isn't how it's worked out.

Once onto the North Spanish coast progress really slowed. A combination of factors caused that:

Submitted by jono on 20 Dec 2017.

Llanes to Gijón. 41 nautical miles. The final sail of the original Severne Turbo 9.2. We've come a long way - from the Arctic to Asturias. This last sail it completed with two fresh holes - the films just don't have anything left now, the UV has done for them. Nice to give the sail a proper send off though. Even feel a bit nostalgic. New sail tomorrow.

Submitted by jono on 27 Nov 2017.

Light winds today but a smaller swell. A sail, paddle, sail, paddle day. Moved from San Sebastián to Getaria, and had company :)

Submitted by jono on 26 Nov 2017.

I'm now in Spain, have been for a few days, but haven't got far. In my imaginings - often an unreliable source - the Aquitaine coastline of France - that's the long straight bit heading south - was going to be particularly difficult to get past. But the weather was more favourable than I could have hoped for, help came my way from wonderful contacts, and additional humbling kindness arrived spontaneously. Good fortune smiled on me, the fog cleared, and I made hay while the sun shone all the way to the border.